Creation Of All Things-Chapter 152: Oracle

The room was dim, lit only by the soft flicker of a floating orb above the round table where they sat. Shadows danced along the high stone walls, making the place feel older than time itself.

An old man with a long silver beard leaned back in his seat, stroking his beard slowly, his eyes half-closed in thought.

"So…" he said, voice calm but heavy, "are we really deciding to go to universal war against this new faction… the Celestial Monarch Faction?"

His words hung in the air.

The two others sitting with him didn't speak right away. They didn't need to. The silence was thick enough.

Across from him sat a tall woman draped in dark flowing robes. Her long black hair brushed the ground, and a thin, silver crown hovered just above her head, almost invisible unless the light caught it right.

She was Selene, Monarch of the Endless Night.

Next to her was a man with golden armor that seemed to pulse faintly with every heartbeat. His gaze was sharp, almost burning, and every breath he took felt like it shook the air around him.

He was Magnus, Monarch of the Solar Blades.

The old man, still stroking his beard, was Elder Kaelor, Monarch of the Timeless Roots.

Three of the last Absolute Monarchs, besides the ones no one dared to call allies or enemies—The Lord of Dominion and Wraith.

Selene opened her eyes, dark like bottomless wells. "The Celestial Monarch Faction… they came from nowhere. Power unlike anything we've seen before. If we don't act—"

"They'll sweep the board clean," Magnus finished for her, voice low and grim. His hand rested on the hilt of the massive blade strapped to his back. "One by one."

Kaelor let out a slow, deep sigh, tilting his head to look at the swirling stars outside the wide balcony window.

"Times change," he muttered. "Maybe it's our turn to be swept away."

Selene's fingers tapped lightly against the stone table. "I won't kneel. Not to anyone."

"Neither will I," Magnus said without hesitation, a cold smile flickering across his lips.

Kaelor closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the weight of centuries pressing on his shoulders. Then he smiled too—small, tired, but real.

"…Fine. War it is," he said.

The orb above them pulsed once, bathing the room in soft white light.

Outside, across the endless black of space, stars trembled.

The Monarchs had decided.

The universe was about to burn.

Virelia

Aurora stood at the highest balcony of her tower, the wind pulling at her black hair. Her purple eyes opened slowly, sharp and cold.

"Fools," she muttered under her breath.

She lifted her hand lazily and flicked her fingers.

A small floating girl shimmered into existence, her body made of soft, shifting light.

"Go get Adam," Aurora said, her voice low and calm. "Tell him it's urgent."

The little being gave a quick nod and shot into the sky like a streak of light, vanishing into the clouds.

Somewhere else in Virelia…

Adam stood with his hand resting on the massive head of Kael'Thar.

The ancient beast had his head bowed, his eyes closed, like a knight kneeling before his king. His huge muscles tensed and glowed faintly, golden veins of raw power spreading across his body as Adam worked.

He was strengthening him, raising Kael'Thar's tier beyond the limits, shaping him into a force that could crush an entire battlefield without needing help.

Adam's face was calm, almost bored. He already knew what was coming.

A bunch of Monarchs—outdated relics—thinking they could challenge them.

But Adam had made a decision.

He wasn't going to waste his time fighting insects anymore.

A Supreme Monarch had standards. Fighting weaklings wasn't one of them.

Still, some of you might be wondering—

How did he know all this was going to happen?

The answer was simple.

He didn't give himself the ability to see the future. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Instead, he created someone.

A being made only for that.

The sky above Virelia cracked like a mirror as the being descended.

A girl floated down, her hair a cascade of silver strands that looked like falling stardust. Her eyes were closed, yet golden lines stretched from her lashes like tiny constellations.

Her whole body shimmered like a dream, untouchable, ethereal.

Her name was Oracle.

Stats

Name: Oracle

Race: Absolute Conceptual Being

Title: Oracle of the Supreme Monarch

Creator: Adam

Ability: Future Omniscience

Description:

Born from Adam's will, Oracle exists purely to see the flow of time across every dimension, every world, every strand of fate. She sees the true, absolute future—unchangeable, inevitable.

No one can hide from her gaze. Not gods. Not Monarchs.

When Oracle speaks, it is not prediction.

It is fact.

Oracle floated down beside Adam, her voice soft and musical like a thousand wind chimes in the distance.

"The Monarchs are moving," she said without opening her eyes. "They will arrive in four days, thirteen hours, and twenty-two seconds. Exactly."

Adam smiled lazily, not even looking up.

"Good," he said, patting Kael'Thar one last time as the beast let out a low growl, his power still rising. "Let them come."

While Adam was busy powering up his first child, Kael'Thar, a sudden streak of light cut through the sky.

Kael'Thar's nose twitched as he caught the scent of the creature approaching. He let out a low snort, muscles tensing, ready to crush whatever it was.

But Adam just raised his hand lazily.

"Let it be."

The tiny being, glowing like a fragment of a star, zipped down, hovered for a moment, and dropped a small glimmering orb at Adam's feet before dissolving into thin air like mist.

Adam let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Of course it was from her.

Lately, anything involving Aurora was a guaranteed headache.

It wasn't that he hated it.

It's just… she was exhausting sometimes.

Sharp, relentless, always three steps ahead and never letting anything slip through the cracks.

While he liked wandering around, dealing with things his own way, she was the one actually keeping everything glued together.

She handled the plans, the defenses, the strategies.

His parents, his siblings, Mael, and Joshua—everyone else was out handling affairs across the universe.

And him?

He was basically just "leader" by title at this point.

Adam sighed again, rolling his shoulders and kicking the orb gently. It floated up, unfolding into a thin screen of golden light. A simple message flashed:

"Come. Now. – Aurora."

Adam scratched the back of his head.

"…Man, I just wanted a nap today," he mumbled under his breath.

Kael'Thar, sensing the shift in the air, opened one massive eye and stared at him.

Adam smiled slightly. "You'll get your war soon, buddy. Be patient."

He gave the giant beast a small tap on the nose before turning away, his coat fluttering behind him as he started walking.