Deviant: No Longer Human

It was not as unresponsive as he had initially presumed...

Remarkably, it began to react to Wang Xiao\'s commands...

Understanding it was a bizarre and complex endeavor, as its essence was volatile, constantly shifting in nature.

Yet, as he persisted, his grasp of this shadowy substance deepened...

It bore a resemblance to Aether...

But it was fundamentally altered...

It was as if all the life-sustaining qualities of Aether had been siphoned off, leaving behind only a dense, dark residue...

As if it was the remnants after everything vital had been extracted...

After navigating through tens of thousands of portals, the process became increasingly straightforward, as Wang Xiao found he could influence the dark matter.

He could glide effortlessly to the portals, parting the dark expanse before him with ease!

The journey became quicker and more intuitive!

In fact, he even stumbled upon some portals that sparked recognition in his memory!

Like one of that Bastard Serpant!

He ventured inside and laid waste to that world until his rage was spent, yet he felt only emptiness, prompting him to end his existence and return here...

Then, he discovered that accursed place where he first appeared, those eerie statues and the soul eater...

He incinerated the area beyond recognition...

He even set the sun itself ablaze...

He devoured the Aether of the entire place, confirming his theory.

This dark matter was indeed the remnants of Aether!

However, he couldn\'t eradicate everything, because the Aether was limitless, and it was taking an immense amount of time to deplete it!

He had long since scorched everything...

He felt nothing...

Neither satisfaction nor any other emotion...

Those monuments of gods, he dismantled them.

Nothing happened...

The soul eater, he absorbed it.

He tried to find someone...

He knew there was someone else with him when he first arrived...

But he couldn\'t find her, even after a lengthy search.

So, eventually, he ended his life again and continued to investigate the portals.

As long as it wasn\'t the portal he was seeking, Wang Xiao didn\'t bother to enter.

He also found that portal of the large bird, and went inside to feed her own children to her and then roast her alive...

Regardless, Wang Xiao wasn\'t short on time.

He knew, one day, he would definitely reach his destination!

Whatever it was!

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5th February, 2027!

Today was day, everyone has been routing for all around the world!

Whether it was day or night in there country, that was irrelevant, all the televisions were switched on, people carrying there foldable phones and using them if they instead, if they didn\'t have televisions.

All the screens switched on.

Waiting for one crucial live broadcast!

The live broadcast flickered into view, revealing a setting that seemed to be lifted straight from ancient mythology yet tinged with an air of modern solemnity.

The camera panned slowly over a huge room inside Mount Olympus, where the rough, stony walls of an old cave framed the scene.

At the center, an old-fashioned wooden table stood, its surface worn by time and echoing stories untold.

On either side of the table sat three figures, their postures rigid with the weight of the moment.

Each person\'s face was deliberately blurred by the camera, adding an aura of mystery and weight to the assembly.

Despite their obscured features, the tension and significance of the meeting were evident.

At the head of the table, elevated slightly above the others, sat a man with distinctive Asian features.

His hair, shoulder-length and a striking shade of green, flowed down in waves, setting him apart visually and symbolically from the others.

His presence was commanding, and even through the digital distortion, one could sense his pivotal role in the proceedings.

As the hushed murmur of anticipation settled over the global audience, the man at the head of the table cleared his throat, the sound echoing slightly in the space.

He leaned forward, his voice resonant and carrying a weight of authority that matched his title.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am honored to address you today as the Guardian of the largest continent in the world," he began, his tone imbued with a sobering gravity. "Seated beside me are the guardians of the remaining continents, each of us bound by our duty to protect our realms from the mystical forces that weave through our world."

The camera subtly shifted, capturing the silhouetted figures on either side of the table, their faces still blurred, maintaining their mysterious presence.

Returning focus to the man with the green hair, he continued, his words painting a picture of urgency.

"Today, we convene under extraordinary circumstances. The realm of Frostholm, a territory rich in heritage and mystical significance, faces a grave threat. Recent movements of an otherworldly force have caused disruptions and damage that, I regret to say, may be irreplaceable."

He paused, allowing the weight of his words to sink in, his eyes scanning the documents arrayed before him.

"For \'centuries\', we guardians have stood vigilant against the natural and supernatural elements that sought to disturb the balance of our continents. However, this time, we confront a foreign enemy. An entity not of our Earth has infiltrated Frostholm, wielding powers that challenge the very fabric of our existence."

The room fell into a tense silence as the Guardian let the implications of his statement sink in, global audience, bound by the gravity of the moment, watched as a plan of action began.

The Guardian\'s voice softened momentarily as he addressed the global audience directly, a comforting assurance threading through his words. "I urge everyone watching today not to panic. The immediate threat has been neutralized, and there is nothing to worry about at this moment. Your safety and well-being remain our utmost priority."

He paused, allowing his reassurance to resonate across the countless viewers before his expression hardened with the weight of the decision he was about to disclose.

"However," he continued, his voice steady, "to address the root of the \'God Particle\' issue and to prevent any future threats of a similar nature, we, the guardians of all continents, have reached a unanimous decision."

The camera panned slightly, capturing the serious faces of the other guardians, their blurred visages adding an air of solemnity to the proceedings.

"It is with a heavy heart that we have decided to eliminate Frostholm from the world map. This drastic action is deemed necessary to safeguard the lives of billions and to maintain the stability of our planet\'s mystical and natural balance."

The statement— a declaration that no doubt stirred a panic of reactions worldwide.