Lord of the Mysteries: Lord of Order

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"The Ring of Mysteries is quite suitable for me right now. It's powerful and strange, very practical, and its negative effects have clearly been weakened by the Celestial Worthy."

"However, the constant, irregular chanting of the honorific name and the accompanying corruption are quite troublesome. It's fine normally; any corruption can be cleared by going to the Nation of Disorder once. But it would be very inconvenient if I were affected during a battle or other important moment."

"But since the Ring of Mysteries hasn't been sealed and possesses living characteristics, it might be possible to reach an agreement through friendly 'communication'." A mischievous smile appeared on Aaron's face as he inexplicably recalled the Creeping Hunger that compromised because it feared mushrooms.

As soon as the thought struck him, Aaron released his spirituality, mobilized the power of the Sefirah, and the dark gold mist surged, lifting the Ring of Mysteries closer to the chaotic colored eye embedded in the throne behind him.

After a friendly "negotiation," the Ring of Mysteries finally compromised: it would no longer chant irregularly at any time. It must chant once a day, but it could inform the holder in advance.

Aaron let out a long sigh of relief and leaned back on the throne. Now he could carry the Ring of Mysteries with him, which was enough to deal with most dangers.

At this moment, he finally felt grounded, and his future became clearer.

After his spirit relaxed, a deep sense of fatigue washed over him. Aaron suddenly felt a headache, a sign that his spirituality was about to be depleted.

Whether it was exploring the remnants of God Almighty and the Celestial Worthy, or mobilizing the Sefirah to conduct a "friendly negotiation" with the Ring of Mysteries, it consumed a lot of Aaron's spirituality.

Even though Aaron was special as a Sequence 9, and his spirituality was much stronger than other Beyonders at the same stage, he couldn't withstand such consumption.

Not daring to delay, Aaron quickly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness, passing through the boundless dark gold mist.

Aaron opened his eyes, sitting in the chair, the pale mask fallen to the ground.

Waves of dizziness struck him. Aaron forced himself to hold on, quickly broke the wall of spirituality in the cubicle, put away the half-burned candle, picked up the pale mask that had fallen to the ground, and stumbled out of the cubicle into the bedroom.

As for why he did this, Aaron knew very well that if anyone who understood extraordinary powers saw the scene in the cubicle just now, they would wonder if some unknown, hidden ritual had taken place.

And in the extraordinary domain, the unknown means danger. Eliminating traces and avoiding suspicion was Aaron's top priority before his spirituality was depleted.

Casually tossing the pale mask onto the table, Aaron collapsed onto the soft bed. Darkness descended, and he fell into sleep.

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In a daze, Aaron opened his eyes. Outside the window, the red moon hung high, clearly indicating it was night.

He rubbed his throbbing forehead. The symptoms of spiritual depletion had disappeared. Although his spirituality hadn't fully recovered yet, it had recovered by more than half.

"Next time, I must pay attention to the consumption of spirituality, otherwise I'll face the predicament of spiritual depletion again. It's best to get a mystical item that can quickly restore spirituality."

After a moment of contemplation, Aaron changed into a tight silk shirt, sat on a nearby chair, and began to think about more important matters.

Now that he had become a Beyonder and successfully returned to the Sefirah Nation of Disorder, the biggest and most worrying issue had been resolved.

Moreover, the gifts from God Almighty and the Celestial Worthy within the Sefirah filled him with confidence for the future.

Now he had to find a way to better use the Sefirah. First, he needed to come up with a sufficiently prestigious honorific name for himself, otherwise, how could he develop believers and Blessed?

He couldn't possibly bring people into the Nation of Disorder later and not even know his own honorific name; that would be too undignified.

Furthermore, an honorific name has many uses. Through external ritual magic, one can open the door of sacrifice and bestowal, truly utilizing the status of the Nation of Disorder.

This way, those sealed artifacts can be taken out from within the Sefirah through the door of sacrifice and bestowal when I need them, without having to carry them around.

That mask of the Death can also have its seal broken within the Nation of Disorder by mobilizing the power of the Sefirah through the door of sacrifice and bestowal.

The more Aaron thought about it, the more excited he became, and he began to consider the specific details.

"First, my honorific name should be divided into three parts. What descriptions should I use to accurately point to me, to the Nation of Disorder?"

Actually, he had a high probability of success with the incantation, which was the honorific name of the previous True God of the Arbiter pathway, the Night Emperor, "The Embodiment of Order, The Master of Rules, The God Who Judges All Living Beings."

As the Sefirah corresponding to the Arbiter pathway, in the absence of a True God or King of Angels at the Arbiter pathway's level, the Night Emperor's honorific name would likely point to the Sefirah Nation of Disorder.

But this would bring other problems. Firstly, using the Night Emperor's honorific name would directly attract the attention of the forces that destroyed the Trunsoest Empire, including the current kingdoms of the Northern Continent, and some True Gods.

Secondly, the Night Emperor is only a True God of the Arbiter pathway, while my goal is to accommodate multiple pathways and the Sefirah to achieve the status of a Great Old One. As long as I walk in this direction, my honorific name should include the characteristics of multiple pathways.

As for the honorific names of the two Black Emperors, there's even less need to consider them. Not to mention that the honorific names are not suitable, given the current half-dead state of Huang Tao-Roselle-Gustav, it's uncertain who the honorific name would point to.

"....Hmm, 'The Soul from Another World'? No, that's too stupid. It's accurate, but it directly exposes my biggest secret..." Aaron thought of one incantation after another, but none satisfied him.

After much contemplation, he finally decided on the first directional description in the incantation:

"The Origin and Shadow of Order."

This description was slightly broad, so Aaron thought for a moment and added the next sentence.

"The Great Emperor of the Chaotic Kingdom."

Using Chaotic Kingdom to refer to the Nation of Disorder avoids certain beings from directly thinking of the Sefirah, and Great Emperor implies the Black Emperor pathway. The combination of the two descriptions basically covers the two pathways and the Sefirah Nation of Disorder, which should be enough to limit it to himself, and it binds the Nation of Disorder to him.

"The first two parts are mostly symbolic. I still need to describe the authority."

Aaron thought for a while and finally came up with the last description:

"The Lord of Order Who Controls Rules."

This was a description he made based on his understanding of the authority of the True Gods of the two pathways and the characteristics of the corresponding Sefirah.

Aaron let out a long breath and silently recited the incantation he had come up with in Hermes.

"The Sefirah and Shadow of Order."

"The Great Emperor of the Chaotic Kingdom."

"The Lord of Order Who Controls Rules."

As soon as the words fell, his inspiration was touched, and the boundless dark gold mist flashed by.

Aaron nodded slightly. It seemed the honorific name did correspond to the Sefirah Nation of Disorder. When I return to the Nation of Disorder, I should be able to hear the prayer just now.

He took out the gold pocket watch from his silk shirt and checked the time.

"It's already two in the morning..." Aaron no longer thought about it, tidied up briefly, and went to bed to rest.

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