Ophelia stared at the light there for minutes without uttering a word. She looked right at it, portraying confidence.
[You cannot change the way this universe works, Ophelia. You cannot escape order. You are but a speck in the grand scheme of things.
Pulling attention to yourself like a lost child—you should throw away all this disobedience and do as I have planned for you. Then there will be no issues.
I hear the parallels run. I have seen all the routes. No matter what you do, I will always know and stop you.] Order spoke.
“You said I am nothing but a speck in the grand scheme of things, right? That means I am nothing to be worried about. I am no one before you.
You are the all-seeing and all-knowing Order, right? A being so powerful it took control of an entire universe. So answer me—why then do you focus on me?
I am nothing but a goddess of one world. I am not a primordial being, neither am I anything special. I am just one lowly god.
What I do should not register before you. What I say, what I plan—they should be nothing before you,” Ophelia said.
“It is beyond that, Ophelia. It is not a matter of how small you are or how little you believe your actions impact the scheme of things.
This universe is a web structure, every life intertwined and mixed. The death of one person in one world could lead to the death of several more in another world.
You may see your actions as little and small, but you have had an uncanny effect on the web that is this universe—the delicately intertwined seam that I strongly struggled to create. You are unraveling it.
I have faced many troublesome beings and gods over the eons, but you—you manage to go beyond what I believe is normal.
I try to see how your mind works and why you do the things that you do, but I am unable to, and that in itself has made me wary of you.
It is rare for a being to exist that I cannot fully understand, but you—you seemingly have that ability to somehow block me out.
I have tried my best to make this easy—to stop you from doing what you want. All you had to do was become a normal goddess and rule your world in quietness.]
Ophelia scoffed as she heard all that, then she smiled. “How am I to believe what you have said—that I am a speck—when seemingly I am an unreadable being?
What’s stopping me from believing that I am actually very important in the scheme of things? I have never seen you so eager to stop any other god.
Evil gods, mad gods, and all sorts of gods do what they want, yet they are left to walk free however they want. Yet I’m chained by your rules, and freedom has only become a pipe dream for me,” Ophelia said. She tried to force down her anger.
[Your actions have proven to unravel what had been created long before you—you and that dark dragon that you made and keep making.
You almost caused the complete and utter destruction of this universe. That dark dragon almost destroyed everything, and now you have made another, similar and worse than the first.
Your actions will soon cause this universe to shatter, and when that happens, what will you do? How will you keep this universe afloat?] Order asked.
His tone was beginning to sound pissed—no longer the empty and stoic voice of reason and wisdom that he always had.
It seemed as if talking about the first dark dragon enraged Order. Ophelia noticed the change and giggled. She smiled and spoke.
“So that’s the reason for all this? Your anger and rage at the dark dragon. You are enraged because a mortal being rose, regardless of all your efforts to stop him.
You are angry that that same mortal being became powerful enough to remain untouched in the universe. You are angry that someone capable of being a threat to you has risen.
And in the end, he actually got to you. A mortal being rose to the level of godhood, rose to the level of the primordial, rose to the level of the cosmic and almost universal.
That scared you to no end. And when he finally came to battle you, I’m sure you were shocked beyond measure—the first being ever to go against you and almost win.
Didn’t he even injure you? A being was capable of touching Order and injuring Order. That’s why you are doing this. You want to make sure that I never create something like that again,” Ophelia said. She had a smug look on her face. All she had said was to make sure that she picked at Order’s feelings.
Many beings, if not all, believe that Order has no emotions, but she knew better.
[I am not enraged. That dark dragon had no chance of defeating me—not in a thousand years. But his presence shook the reality I had struggled for eons to build.
Having you create another one would not be ideal. It would cause harm to the universe. No being should have the potential for infinite growth, and no god should be able to bestow it on any being.
So if you truly want to be free from all of this, you can tell me how you were able to bestow that on the dark dragons. Where did you obtain the ability to give beings infinite growth?] Order asked.
“It seems you are truly not all-knowing, Order. No matter how much you push and fight for it, I will never tell you how—because if I did that, you would become undefeatable.
And the fact is that in reality, that secret is the only reason why I am still alive. Otherwise, you would have destroyed me. So I’ll never tell you,” Ophelia said.