172 Everything is For Progress (1/2)

I am not pissed off at Zeus for being irresponsible.

But I am pissed off at him for creating more work for me.

Like I don't have enough things to do with my time already. I just loathe at cleaning up other people's mess.

To be honest, I am not really that bother by the fact of people are going to die. Yes. People are going to die with those evil spirits running freely and possessing whoever they pleased.

This is because people do die every day, in one way or another, mostly through natural causes as they reach the end of their lifespan. Money can keep death at bay, but death will eventually come.

People do get born too, at an even faster rate than death works its magic, hence the explosive increase in the global population in recent decades.

It is just all part of the natural cycle of life, and there is no need for me to fuck with that cycle. Knowing that death lurks around the corner just makes people live their life to the fullest, instead of just staying alive.

This is not to mention that having an exceeding long lifespan causes stagnation, socially, economically and technologically. It is even more so if everyone become immortal. People are no longer living then, thus I do not consider them to be alive.

Obviously, I will have to hunt down those evil spirits to prevent them from creating a mess. They were never a problem in the future. The alternate future that the world was destroyed by the introduction of magic.

Evil spirits weren't even a problem in the future that the world was ripped apart by temporal rifts. Not even in the unspoken future that was filled with constant wars throughout the galaxy due to one thing or another.

Alright. I do realize that everything I have done so far inevitably cause the end of the human race, but then again, if I do nothing at all, the human race will destroy itself anyway.

I am the lesser of two evils.

That is to say, my morally questionable actions will eventually allow humanity to prosper throughout the galaxy and the universe.

That is the goal, and it isn't so simple than I had initially thought. It is the fluke that humanity has really survived this long.

But in the future, humanity will have to choose me or choose extinction.

Either way, humanity is screwed. More screwed if I don't fix any of the problems that I have indirectly or directly created.

I am responsible for the company that I am keeping. There is no doubt about it.

”Yes, Max. There are. But there is no need to get upset. Think of those evil spirits as progress.”

Zeus answers my question. He really does not care about what happens to the human race. He actually only cares about the result, even more so than me.

I didn't like being on this side of the fence, where I am unable to dictate the course of events.

”Do you even care about the lives of other people, Zeus?”

I question despite already knowing the answer.

Zeus is a God. He was born into divinity unlike me who has started out as a human. I mean after I was killed and reborn. This is actually a huge different between us.

I consider myself as part of the human race. Zeus does not. Why would he?

”Of course, I do care about other people, Max. I care about people that I know. That means you too if you are curious.”

Zeus smiles. He actually dodges the question, but he did give me the answer to a question I didn't ask, and that question is whether he will backstab me in a heartbeat.

I suppose I will have to take his words for it since distrust will cause disunity, thus making our mutual goals more difficult unnecessarily.

”I see.”

I response with a sigh. There is no point of getting upset with him, considering his point of view. He is not my underlings, so I cannot enforce my ideals onto him. The same could also be said in reverse.

”But since you care so much, Max. I will help you hunt them down before they cause a hole in whatever your plan for this reality is.”

Zeus assures, seemingly knowing my concern full well.

The individuals do not matter in the end. Only the goal is.

Humanity must prosper, and anyone who stands in the way will be removed.

”It is quite hard to sense spirits once they find a suitable host to possess. As they are netherman, that means inhabitant of the Twisted Nether, the nether will actually call out for them regardless wherever they are. They will probably try to find a way to return there with a corporal body. In that case, I should show you something. Come with me a for a minute.”

Zeus continues. He then gets up from the couch and walks pass me.

I stash the Longinus Spear into my spatial dimension and head downstairs to the wine cellar. Maybe I should call the spear as the Dark Spear now. It is pretty much corrupted by evil spirits.

From what Zeus has told me, evil spirits are pretty much spiritual beasts. Spiritual beast is merely just an encompassing term, like mammals, for humans are a part of.

Did that mean deep down, all humans are just beast? Well. Humans are certainly capable of it.

Downstairs in the basement is the wine cellar, but it is empty now. Whoever owned the house before I did decide to sell all those vintage drinks.

Wines worth quite a bit, especially with age. With my power, I could create a thousand-year-old bottle effortlessly. It should fetch for a few hundred thousand of dollars on the market, if not a few millions.

As a matter of fact, I always age wine to order to enjoy their rich taste. Not all wines taste better with age, however. Most of them tastes like shit after a certain point.

Crappy wine turns to vinegar after a while, but that has to do more with the manufacturing process.

Anyway, I shouldn't worry about wine even if I was going to bring one for Sandra as congratulation. It is for purchasing a new place.

I should be more concern at what I am sensing in this room at the moment.

It is a storm of spiritual energy. Highly turbulent.

”What am I sensing here, Zeus?”

I question, as I am unable to see what he can. However, I can sense it.

”I could tell you, Max. But it is better for you to see it yourself. You will be able to with some time and maybe some effort. Out of curiosity, how did you awaken your spiritual awareness first place?”

Zeus questions, getting my attention.

”Another reality. I managed to run into a spiritual beast.”

I response. The essence of a Dragon God is more or less the same as a spiritual beast in my opinion. It is actually an astral entity.

Zeus did not request me to elaborate. He watches me wandering around the room, trying to get a feel of where the spiritual energy is being focused.

It is not at the middle of the room. It is more towards the opposite end of the room.

”Be careful, Max. You wouldn't want to enter the Twisted Nether as you are right now. It is extremely dangerous for you as you are right now, but you probably fare a lot better than me since I don't have a soul to defend myself against the environment.”

Zeus warns, and I think that is my cue to distance myself from the invisible portal.