The flames seemed to burn anything they touched.
“World Ender Flames.”
Fire Affinity was among one of the strongest affinity in terms of combat prowess. It had the ability to enter the Elemental Clash with anything.
In other words, as long as you had enough mastery you could defeat anything with Fire.
They are using water cannon against you? Burn the water.
They fired a lightning strike? Burn the lightning.
They are manipulating Death to kill you? Burn the death itself.
They are controlling time to defeat you? Burn time.
Fire affinity was second only to Weapon Affinity.
“Flamejaw’s Fire Concept is pretty neat. It is specialized to burn Worlds.”
Burning World meant his flames weren’t as effective against burning other things when compared to other Concepts of Fire.
But Neo felt this Concept was the strongest.
Gods’ strongest ability was their World.
And World Ender Flames were the perfect counter to their World.
If Neo encountered a God who used strange abilities and was hard to defeat, Neo could just use World Ender Flames.
“It’s funny how these flames were the reason why Tartarus became especially torturous for Flamejaw.”
Flamejaw’s flame affected the Nightmare World.
It loosened the hold the Nightmare World had over his mind.
Flamejaw had been awake for centuries. He watched his body move on its own like a puppet while his mind was trapped within it.
The torturous hell broke his spirit over time.
When Neo defeated him, he was finally set free.
“So this was why he was thankful.”
Neo did not move for a few seconds.
He kept thinking about the memories he had gained.
“Is there a problem, Neo?” Velkaria questioned as she flew towards him.
“It’s nothing,” Neo said. “And stand back. I’m going to try something.”
Neo looked at his Abyss Mirror in his hand.
[Shadow Core (Shadow Element Concept) total: 99.9% → 100%]
Flamejaw had met Tartarus.
It seemed while Tartarus thought Flamejaw was evil, he still respected his warrior spirit and allowed Flamejaw to take a glance at him.
Neo exhaled audibly.
He concentrated on the Concept and tried to understand how it worked.
Shadow Core could copy any object depending on Neo’s understanding of it. If he had almost 100% understanding, he could alter the object he created too.
“It sounds simple, but it’s unbelievable. This Concept can copy even Intent.”
By now, Neo understood he had not met Tartarus in Tyr’s subconscious Nightmare World.
What he met was a copy of his father that was created and controlled by Tartarus.
From the memories Neo had gained, Tartarus’s original body looked something like a tree man.
“Let’s try this Concept.”
Neo churned his World Energy.
Then, shadow began to materialize beneath his feet.
They spread outward, forming a growing sphere of shadows.
The emptiness bent and shifted as the shadows shaped themselves into familiar terrain.
The hard, broken soil of Trokota, the Eternal War World, returned, dry and cracked as if it had never left.
Black rivers cut through the land, winding with the same sharp bends and turns, reflecting the dull light above.
The lakes formed next, the same ones armies had once crossed during endless campaigns.
Hills rolled into place, their shapes matching the old world perfectly.
Forests took root in seconds, tall and lifeless.
The jagged peaks of the southern range clawed their way up from the ground.
Then the castle appeared—stone by stone, tower by tower—until it stood just as it had before, looming over the darkened plains.
Every part of the world was rebuilt in detail.
The shadows didn’t just copy the past. They recreated it, as if the Eternal War World had never been destroyed at all. Neo looked over it, silent. It was complete.
Neo winced.
He could feel the strain on his World Energy reserves, but he didn’t stop.
“I’ll recreate them together.”
The shadows pulsed outward, spreading fast.
In seconds, the shadows reshaped them into the tangled terrain of Verdonia—the Jungle World.
Massive trees erupted from the ground. Their trunks were thick and their branches stretched wide, but no leaves rustled, no insects stirred.
Vines draped from above, lifeless and still.
The forest floor thickened with moss and roots, but there was no scent, no warmth. Rivers cut through the jungle, carving deep paths through the earth, flowing silently.
After completing Verdonia, he began to recreate Cindaros, the Enslaved World.
Mountains of ash and dry rock formed, jagged and sharp.
Chains of blackened steel stretched across empty outposts, binding nothing.
Fires flickered inside broken furnaces, never consuming, never burning.
What had once been mines, camps, and shattered cities now stood silent, recreated with precision, stripped of life and sound.
Lifeless trees leaned over the roads, hollow and dry.
Neo was left breathing heavily.
Celestra and Velkaria were left stunned.
They could not believe what they had just seen.
However, Neo was nowhere near the done.
He took a deep breath, and was about to start again when Velkaria called out to him.
“What are you doing?”
“Returning their consciousness,” Neo explained. “Everything has a consciousness. Be it a stone, a grain of sand, or trees. These worlds I have created have no consciousness yet so—”
“That wasn’t my question. I’m asking why are you doing this?”
Neo looked at the lifeless worlds.
He looked at the memories.
“…I’m giving them a second chance.”
Maybe he would regret doing this.
Maybe he was just acting on a whim.
But…
“Queen Azariel was a victim of wrong upbringing. She just wanted to help her people.
“Even as she died, Cindaros believed her children hated her for their end.
“The people of Trokota never saw a sky without smoke.”
Neo was a Grim Reaper.
All he was supposed to do was reap lives.
But he could not look away from what was in front of him.
He smiled ruefully.
“It’s my selfishness, I know. So, let’s just say I’m training my abilities.”
He covered the three worlds with World Energy and sent them inside his Cosmos. What he was going to do now needed him to tap into the World Energy stored inside his Cosmos.
“Can I see what you are doing?” Celestra suddenly asked.
“Sure.” Neo said then turned to Velkaria and the Firmaments. “What about you guys?”
The Firmaments wanted to see it.
Velkaria nodded after a few seconds too.
He sent everyone inside his Cosmos, then he controlled the World Energy stored inside the Cosmos to combine the three worlds.