Nameless King



Sven had a great purpose in his importance and the influence he was going to have on the world with his decisions. He had just done what was necessary, for him fighting Polosa was the inevitable obstacle he had to face.

Sven was impressed by Polosa's actions, but that feeling would quickly fade as he had more important tasks before him.

Unlike Sven, who had his own world in mind, it was a real disaster for the others, especially the Plants.

They were forced to watch their queen fight. They had hopes that she would win, but even so, they would not be happy about it, since she was not fighting for her people, but for herself and her ambitions.

However, against a creature like Sven, she had no chance. He was too strong, and even if all the Fifth Chronicle Plants attacked him at once, they wouldn't stand a chance. Sven would simply wipe them to dust in a few attacks, maybe he wouldn't even need to use his Form.

The only thing left of Polosa was the massive soul inside, which was the energy of the Progenitor.

"Sven... What shall we do?" Marlis asked with a worried expression, looking at the massive soul.

Sven glanced at her, then his gaze went to Arden.

"He must decide. We'll take the outer layer of energy, you know what for." Sven calmly replied, referring to The Last Seal, "Where to direct the energy of the Progenitor, that is not our task."

Wain hovered around slightly nodding with a deep look.

Sven could not use the energy of the Progenitor to enhance The Last Seal, moreover, with Polosa's Soul, they already had enough energy to unleash the full power from The Last Seal. More energy just didn't make sense.

Arden pointed with a confused expression, "What...? Do you want me to decide...? What should I decide...?"

Sven smiled slightly, "You shouldn't make that face. I'm sure Marlis has already prepared you for what will happen after Polosa dies, or did you think she could actually win?"

Arden's face darkened, but he didn't answer. Sven's words were true, and now Arden had to act on the situation.

Sven looked around, slowly lowering himself to Arden along with Polosa's soul.

He took a breath and said, "It's simple, and you already know it yourself. You can absorb this energy. In that case, you'll reach the Transcendence Stage immediately."

Sven waved his hand, pointing to Plant World as well as its millions of inhabitants.

"Though it is not for me to judge, I am sure you will be a better ruler than Polosa. However, you should not make the same mistake that she did in a few hundred years, to pass on the throne to someone you would deem worthy." Sven said calmly, his words were not a lie, and everyone could feel it.

'Hmm...' Wain rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Plants had not been involved in the Great War, only small units that had ventured out on their own, so Wain had pretty little information about what had happened to Plant World in the last 500 years. He had a pretty good reason for that.

'That Plant City guy in the cave under the waterfall... Felix... That doesn't seem to be his real name, and he definitely has Progenitor Energy. However, how could he have gotten it? Will Arden die in a few hundred years?' Wain pondered, trying to guess what Arden would do.

Wain could have just waited to find out, but he had a real interest. Now, it was as if he were watching a movie he had once been a part of himself, but he hadn't seen some of the scenes because other people were filming there.

Arden shook his head, "I have another idea."

"Hmm?" Sven gave him a questioning look. Marlis and Osvald looked at each other and just shrugged, waiting for Arden's next words.

"I'm not going to absorb the energy of the Progenitor. I'm not going to do that." Arden answered confidently, as he stood up straight, squaring his shoulders. His mind finally came back to normal as he had already made up his mind.

Sven noticed the determination in Arden's eyes, so he just nodded.

Whoooooooooooosh.

Sven waved his hand as Polosa's soul split in two. The white streams of energy headed towards Marlis as she immediately absorbed them, channeling them into the vault to use later for The Last Seal.

The purple part headed toward Arden, hovering right in front of him.

"About your other suggestion..." Arden muttered, looking at the energy of the Progenitor, which seemed capable of consuming anyone's mind.

"Mhm?" Sven tilted his head with a curious expression.

"I won't be King of the Plant World, I'm not cut out for it, and I don't want it at all." Arden said quietly, however, his voice spread strangely throughout the world. The very space they were in wanted the inhabitants to hear his words.

The Plants were puzzled. They were ready to accept Arden as their new leader, for he was the perfect candidate.

The inhabitants were upset by the whole situation, but they understood that it was inevitable and Polosa was entirely to blame for what happened to her. Moreover, her actions endangered all the Plants, they were lucky that it was Sven who came here. 

If Polosa had made a pact with someone else, it could have been a real disaster for Plant World.

"Arden! What the hell are you doing!" A man with a long beard exclaimed. He was wearing a long green robe and had purple petals on his body. He was one of the strongest beings in the Plant World.

"Agh...?" Arden turned around.

The man stared at him intently as he waved his sleeve and exclaimed, "You must embrace this energy! You understand better than anyone else what our world needs, also you are the most honest man I know!"

"I agree!" One of the Royal Guars exclaimed with a sincere gleam in his eyes. The others did the same, and gradually the common people joined in.

Arden was genuinely shocked. He did not expect there to be such support among the inhabitants, though in fact, he had not yet finished his speech.

Everyone was there for him, from the strongest who were in the Fifth Chronicle to the ordinary Plants who hadn't even made it to the First Chronicle or had any incredible powers at all.

Gradually, their emotions and desires turned into something real, something you could not just hear or feel, but see.

White, pure energy appeared out of nowhere. It moved quickly toward Arden, filling his body with power.

Wain's eyes went wide. He had seen this before after his rebirth and many times before the Great War.

It was the power of a cult, but an uncommon power that many were trying to obtain, wanting to get to the God Stage. It was a true manifestation of the desires of the followers and there were millions of them. They weren't just disciples of some master or subordinates of the head of a huge organization, they were inhabitants of a whole world.

"Well, well, he doesn't seem to have a need for that energy now. However, he wasn't going to use it anyway, was he?" Wain smirked, looking at Arden, "Like the old man said, he's actually a surprisingly sincere person. It's even a little frightening that a man like him still exists in our world."

Arden waved his hand, silencing everyone for a while. The inhabitants smiled; they thought it was enough to convince Arden to become their King.

After all, it was their sincere wish.

"Hah, I won't hide it I wasn't expecting this, but you should have listened to me." Arden smiled, he was literally glowing with happiness, and he couldn't be blamed for that.

Arden took a deep breath, "I understand what you want, but I will not be your King. However, until someone comes who is worthy to be our Ruler I will temporarily occupy the throne and do whatever is necessary to make Plant World a better place than it has ever been before."

The villagers were both pleased and puzzled, they did not understand how someone more worthy of becoming Ruler of the Plant World than Arden was supposed to appear since he had been chosen by the villagers themselves. It was simply illogical.

"Look. I am a guardian, and I want to be one. I can't make a good King if I don't want to be one myself, that's why I made this decision, and I'm going to do it!" Arden exclaimed as he waved his hand.

At the same moment, the purple orb split into hundreds of strands that headed in different directions.

In that instant, all the inhabitants realized what Arden had done.

"As I said, I will wait until a worthy contender appears who should be our Ruler! When he appears, I will become a guardian again!" Arden stated confidently.

Violet threads passed through spaces and traveled with ease into the World of Darkness. All of these events led to the fact that in a few hundred years Plant would be born, outside of his world, but he would be the one to wield this power and no one else.