Strongest Hammer God

Kyle released a small snort when he heard the dick and ball comment.

"I presume you don't want to get into too much detail?" Kyle asked.

"Where would be the fun in that?" the shadow asked. "I want you to see the true picture for yourself. I want you to see the good and the bad of all sides with your own eyes and make your own decision."

"The conflict you're involved with has four sides, and none of them are the right or wrong one. You have to decide what the right side is, but you can also decide that none of them are right and make a fifth side."

The shadow chuckled. "But the fifth side will be just like the other four sides, neither right nor wrong. In fact, the concept of right and wrong doesn't exist in objective reality. 100% of all existences, including yourself, could say that what you've done is wrong, but it objectively isn't. After all, if it were objectively wrong..."

"It wouldn't have happened."

Kyle thought about the shadow's words. He felt like he understood something, but he also felt like he didn't understand anything. It was like he understood the rules of an imaginary game he had created in his own head.

Kyle looked at the Gate of Death.

In the end, nothing had changed. Objective reality would take its course.

"Yes and no," the shadow answered. "I'm just an onlooker, which means I'm not getting involved in the conflict. However, knowing of something and not interacting with it can also be seen as taking a side. Inaction is an action. Not voting in an election is also voting. If everyone but one person refuses to vote, one party will win with 100% of the votes. By not doing anything, the results have changed drastically."

Kyle remained silent for a while as he looked at the Gate of Death.

His conversation with the shadow had given him some insights, but none of them changed reality. In the end, he would still enter the Gate of Death.

'But it doesn't feel as hopeless anymore,' Kyle thought. 'I guess that's also a way to cope with bad situations. Just relativize and abstract everything until it loses all impact and meaning.'

'The bad loses its impact, but the same thing could also happen to the good. If nothing has meaning, existence has no meaning. It's a power, but it can also be a danger. I guess you could call it apathy.'

Kyle sighed. 'I don't like it. Feels a bit like I'm running away from something. Reminds me of my life on Earth.'

Kyle's eyes narrowed as he looked at the Gate of Death. 'But why can't I run away sometimes?'

'I could, but...'

'I'm not sure if I can come back if I get too comfortable with it.'

'Fine, don't use it then! Anyway, enough running! Death calls!'

Kyle pulled his hammer over his shoulders. "That was a nice conversation, but I have to get going."

"You may not exist for much longer, but a version of you will," the shadow said. "Wish him all the best."

Kyle snorted. "I will. I hope he can find a way to kill the Overseer and Swamp Dragon."

"Maybe," the shadow said. "I haven't looked that far. Anyway, it was nice meeting this version of you, Kyle."

"Same to you, mysterious shadow person," Kyle answered.

The shadow chuckled, and Kyle walked forward.

He approached the Gate of Death slowly but without hesitation.

His right leg stepped into the gate, and without waiting, Kyle took another step forward.

The shadow saw Kyle entering the Gate of Death cleanly. His steps hadn't faltered a single moment. It was almost like he was just walking through the most mundane door in existence.

The Gate of Death didn't change from an outsider's perspective, but things were very different inside.

After entering, Kyle found himself in black nothingness. He could immediately tell that there was no Energy.

'There's not as much Death in here as I would have expected,' Kyle thought. 'It's just enough to slowly consume my existence.'

'Asphyxiation, huh?' Kyle thought as he looked up with a helpless expression. 'Reminds me of the Refinements. Except, this time, it will be real. I will actually die of Seeker asphyxiation.'

'I'm just supposed to wait for my death, right? As long as I'm alive, I can't comprehend the Major Law of Death.'

'Bit boring to wait for my death. Might as well do the one thing I always do.'

Kyle lifted his hammer and swung it. The Death in the surroundings flowed around in chaotic storms with every swing.

'It acts so differently. Just like Energy, Death is moving around, but it moves in an unnatural way.'

Kyle swung again, and Death moved once more.

He kept swinging, and soon enough, the feeling of asphyxiation set in. Kyle subconsciously tried to absorb more Energy, but there was no Energy to absorb.

Since he had undergone his Fusion, he didn't have a Center anymore. Instead of his Center losing Energy, Kyle's existence just became less dense.

Naturally, Kyle's hammer was also losing density. His hammer was one of his Avatars, which meant it was part of his existence. Both of them were affected equally.

Kyle swung his hammer repeatedly, and soon enough, he lost himself. He even forgot that he was dying.

A smile appeared on Kyle's face as he swung his hammer with joy. He had always enjoyed swinging it, and it had never stopped being enjoyable.

Time passed, and Kyle's existence kept vanishing. At some point, he and his hammer started becoming transparent.

Kyle could feel the end coming, but instead of feeling dread and regret, he just felt hope.

'I want you to succeed.'

'I want you to be happy.'

'I don't want you to be alone.'

'I want you to be free.'

'I want you to feel how I feel when I swing my hammer.'

Kyle had the strength for one last swing, and he wanted to make it the best swing he had ever done.

A perfect stance.

Full power.

No constraints.

True freedom.

The carefreeness of death.

A last shining light.

Kyle swung.

He smiled.

The hammer flew in the air.

'I understand.'

Kyle was gone.

The blackness transformed.

Death retreated.

The hammer was almost as frail as mortal iron as it spun in the air.

Slowly, the spinning hammer started to fall downwards.

The blackness retreated, and the sky of Ayuvar replaced it. The Gate of Death had been in the Elemental Dimension, but the hammer reappeared in the Main Dimension.

It spun as it kept falling.

Then, it hit the ground, the edge of its flat side slightly digging into the ground.

Silence.

The wind flowed around the black hammer peacefully as it reflected the light of Ayuvar.

The light of dawn, midday, dusk, or of the stars, it didn't matter.

The hammer reflected all light.

A new beginning, the climax, the ending, or nothingness. All light was within the hammer.

It just stayed there...

Silently.

And if the world didn't act upon it, it wouldn't act. After all...

It had as much of a will as the ground below it.

The author's patreon. If he gets more than 1000 per month, he will increase the number of words in the chapter.

/user?u=27791050

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!