Chapter 685: Power and Happiness (1/2)

The tirade of the Black Magnate left an impact on Gravis. The goal he was chasing would only result in emptiness? If some random person said that, Gravis wouldn't believe them, but this was one of the most powerful beings in the Cosmos. His power was only second to the Opposer and Heaven.

Yet, contrary to expectation, Gravis actually didn't feel the surrounding oppressive atmosphere inside of him. The Black Magnate's words brought an aura of gloominess and helplessness to the city, but for some reason, Gravis didn't feel like this helplessness had anything to do with him.

Gravis was even surprised at himself. He would have expected himself to get shaken and fall into an emotional crisis, but surprisingly, this didn't happen.

Instead of feeling the pressure of emptiness, Gravis felt like it actually wasn't such a big deal.

”I believe you,” Gravis said after a sigh, ”I truly believe that this is how it is when someone reaches the Heaven's Magnate Realm.”

The young man furrowed his brows as he looked at Gravis. Due to Gravis' Spirit being the only Spirit not attuned to Energy, Gravis was the only person that the Black Magnate couldn't see through. He had the power to see through everyone since everyone was comprised of the same Laws. Yet, Gravis was different. That was also the main reason why the Black Magnate was so interested in Gravis. He was something completely new.

”That sounds like there should be a but,” the Black Magnate said.

”But,” Gravis said, ”I don't think this is true for everyone.”

”What makes you think that?” the Black Magnate said.

”You said it yourself,” Gravis said. ”You said that there is one being that is at your same Realm but doesn't feel this oppressiveness,” Gravis said as he looked at the Black Magnate. ”You are talking about my mother, right?”

The Black Magnate sighed as he looked to the side. ”Yes. She is the only being at my Realm that seems to also be happy. Every other Heaven's Magnate feels identical to me. As soon as you understand everything, nothing is interesting anymore, even other beings.”

”Yet, your mother is able to remain happy and cheerful, even though she has the same knowledge as us. I honestly can't understand why that is. I am in the same position as her, but my feelings are so very different.”

”How can it be so different? We know the same things and have the same power, but the same thing that gives me such turmoil doesn't affect your mother,” the Black Magnate said with longing. ”I have tried to find the reason for millions of years, thinking that I might recover. Yet, I never found it. I just don't know how it is possible.”

Gravis looked at the horizon as the city calmed down again. ”I don't mean any disrespect, but I think nobody can help you with that.”

”What do you mean?” the Black Magnate said with furrowed brows. ”Are you saying that it is hopeless for me to ever find color again?”

Gravis shook his head. The calm he felt even surprised himself. By all accounts and purposes, Gravis should feel devastated after hearing that power brought emptiness, but for some reason, he wasn't. ”I think it's just you,” Gravis said slowly. ”Actually, I see a lot of similarities between you and my father.”

”Us powerful beings are all very similar to one another,” the Black Magnate said.

”And maybe that's the issue,” Gravis said. ”You have all reached supreme power with the same way, taking everything from the world and others. My father doesn't talk much about himself, but I feel like he has felt very similar feelings for a long time.”

”That makes me think that it is not the power itself that makes you feel empty inside, but the way you acquired it,” Gravis said. ”The only happy, supremely powerful being is my mother. Yet, is it only a coincidence that she was also the only one that had been granted her power instead of acquiring it herself?”

”I've also thought about that,” the Black Magnate said, ”but I can't come to a definitive conclusion.”

”Because you can't,” Gravis said.

The Black Magnate glared at Gravis. ”Explain,” he said.

Anyone would feel threatened when such a powerful hegemon glared at them, but Gravis didn't feel afraid. In actuality, the only thing Gravis felt was pity. The Black Magnate was so powerful, yet he felt so horrible and empty.

”Because you focus too much on power,” Gravis said. ”You explained to me how power is everything with firm conviction, and that conviction is your problem, I believe.”

”Is it not the truth?” the Black Magnate asked evenly. ”Is there a fault in my explanation?”

Gravis slowly shook his head. ”No, there isn't. Your conclusion and reasoning are perfect,” Gravis said slowly. ”Your speech about power has affected me far more than your speech about power being empty. Power truly is everything.”

”But?” the Black Magnate asked.