Chapter 262: Ch 262 : The Big Bang and The Pending Tasks

Sunny sat in his throne, staring into the empty spce of the newly manifested Subspace of Arcana.

It was a blank universe, a pocket dimension humming with the laws he had copied from the ancient past.

But a canvas, no matter how high-quality, was useless without paint.

It needed galaxies. It needed stars. It needed the planets capable of birthing Card Masters.

He wouldn’t fill the world by manifesting one planet at a time, as that would take eons. He needed a shortcut.

He raised his hand, palm open and began to use his Faith. He pulled from his reserves, a few trillions of faith, an amount that could have birthed a legion of demigods, and compressed it.

The energy swirled above his palm, collapsing in on itself, denser and denser, until it formed a single, terrifyingly heavy point of white light.

It was a seed of infinite potential. The temperature around it skyrocketed, threatening to crack the very fabric of his new subspace.

Sunny used his God’s Authority to use the talent of his firstborn demigod, Nova.

He used Space Affinity to wrap the white dot in a cage of warped dimensions, containing the heat.

Then, he mixed the Law of Cards he had taken from Merlin. He wove the concept into the point, stitching the rules of Arcana into it.

And then?

Sunny smiled, and simply… let go.

The cage of space vanished. The energy, released from its confinement, did what infinite energy always does.

BOOM.

It was a Big Bang.

A blinding flash of creation erupted within the subspace. Matter, energy, and the conceptual laws of Cards exploded outward at speeds faster than light.

It was fiercer, brighter, and more potent than the scientific theories of Endor had ever described, fueled not by random physics, but by the will of a God.

Nebulas of gas swirled into existence; stars ignited in the darkness, and the first molten proto-planets began to cool in their orbits.

“Let nature take its course,” Sunny said, watching the accelerated birth of a universe.

He raised his hand again, this time manipulating the Law of Time, accelerating it to a frightening degree. He bypassed the safety limits he used for his lifeforms.

One hour outside. One million years inside.

It was a reckless speed. If there were lifeforms inside, their civilizations would rise and fall in the blink of an eye, their souls crushed by the pressure.

But currently, the universe was barren. Only rocks and gas existed. The Law of Time could handle the strain of dead matter.

“Grow,” he commanded. “Evolve. Create the materials I need.”

Once life began to form, once the first single-celled organisms crawled from this universe, he would slow the time down. But for now, he needed the universe to age. He needed it to cook.

With the Genesis of Arcana complete, Sunny returned to his throne.

He opened his system interface, his gaze drifting to a specific section of his stats.

His faith reserves were recovering, but the dip was noticeable. The journey to the past had cost him nearly a third of his total wealth.

It wasn’t the time travel itself that had been expensive; his infinite mana had covered most of that. It was the memories of the heroes and demigods from billions of years ago.

“The Tomb of Legacies,” Sunny mused.

While observing the ancient era, he hadn’t just watched.

He had used God’s Eye to scan the memories, the techniques, and the life experiences of every major demigod and lifeform that had lived during the first million years of the Arcana Multiverse.

He had stored a library of memories.

That data was invaluable, as the Gods, demigods and others can learn about being a card master from it.

“Thea,” he commanded. “Use it to analyze the card formulas, spell structures with our own magic. I want a complete analysis with simulations.”

[Yes Master]

With that done, Sunny leaned back, opening his mental “Talent He needed to copy list” He sighed. The list was not getting shorter; it was getting longer.

Adam’s SSS-Grade Blessing, Adam’s SSS-Grade Resilience, Tiya’s SS-Grade Emotion Eater ,Nexus’s SS-Grade Controller … 85 others.

Eighty-nine talents that he wanted to copy. At his current accelerated cooldown rate, it would still take him a month of Godly time to acquire them all.

And in that month, his demigods and lifeforms would likely develop many new talents he wanted. It was a never-ending cycle of greed and growth.

“I have two hours until the next acquisition,” he noted. “Time enough to check on my children.”

He waved his hand, bringing up the status screens for Shenlong and Thorn.

What he saw made him frown.

Shenlong, the majestic dragon of hope, was drifting in the blackness of the space between multiverses.

He was a tiny speck of green light in an ocean of nothing. The distance between multiverses was just too vast.

He had been floating for a long time, and yet, the distant lights of other multiverses seemed no closer.

“He needs to travel for a few years more,” Sunny realized. “Without Thea present on the other side to create a portal, he has to swim the whole way.” It was a long and arduous journey.

He switched the view to Thorn.

The situation there was even bleaker. Thorn had arrived on a Godless World, a planet named Xylos. It was a ruin.

The sky was a bruised purple, choked with smog. The cities were rusted. The concept of “humanity” had been lost centuries ago.

Thorn was struggling. He stood in the center of a ragged settlement, preaching the word of the Cosmic Empire, offering hope and food. But the eyes that looked back at him were dead.

These people didn’t know what a God was. They didn’t know what hope was. In Xylos, the strong ate the weak, literally.

Blood was the only currency. When Thorn spoke of a benevolent Emperor, they didn’t bow; they looked at him with suspicion, wondering what his motive was.

“Gaining 50% of the lifeforms as his believer from a world that doesn’t know how to believe…” Sunny murmured. “It’s harder than conquering a world that fights back.”

(It is a condition to have something as your territory)

Thorn had amassed a small following, but at this rate, it would take him years to convert the planet.

But the Demon Gods were moving. The Void Beasts were hungry. This passive expansion was too slow.

“The expansion requires something big,” Sunny decided, his eyes hardening. “I cannot wait for them to be accepted. I must force the multiverse to acknowledge us.”

He stood up. It was time to stop being a background character and start being a main one.

“I will expand the territory myself.”

He reached out with his mind, connecting to the God-Maker Realm. Inside, time was moving at a dizzying speed, overseen by the sentient Timepiece. But three specific signatures burned brightly within.

His three other souls.

During the battle with Edgar, he had split his soul into four. The main soul remained in his main body.

The other three inhabited his clones. After the battle, he had sent them into the God-Maker realm to train and prepare.

“Come to me,” Sunny commanded.

The portal opened. Three figures stepped out.

They were identical to him, the same cosmic robes, the same masks, the same terrifying aura.

“We are going to war,” Sunny told them. “We are not going to wait for the Demon Gods to find us. We are going to find them. We are going to find the Godless worlds. And we are going to take them.”

The three clones nodded in unison. They didn’t need speeches. They were him.

And they understood that it was time to wage war.

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