My Three Beautiful Vampire Wives can hear my Inner Thoughts-Chapter 197: Glimpse

Soon, Cain began to imagine himself as something greater than anything he had ever been.

It did not come as a clear thought at first. It was not something he consciously chose to picture. It simply... formed.

The sound of Faith’s voice, which had already filled the hall with a strange weight, began to sink deeper into him, reaching a place that had nothing to do with his current body, his current strength, or even his current existence. It reached something older.

Something buried.

Something that had lived through an age where power was not measured in simple terms.

At first, what he saw was faint. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

A space without boundaries.

No sky.

No ground.

No light.

No darkness.

It was not empty, yet it was not full. It existed in a state that refused to be defined, as if the very concept of form had not yet been decided.

Then, slowly, something changed.

He was there.

Not standing.

Not floating.

He simply existed.

There was no body to feel, no breath to take, no heartbeat to follow. And yet, he was present in a way that felt more real than anything he had experienced in his current life.

Time did not move.

Or perhaps it did, but not in a way that could be measured.

And then—

Something responded to him.

It was not a voice.

It was not a force he could see.

But it acknowledged him.

That alone made everything feel different.

The space around him began to react, not violently, not suddenly, but in a way that felt natural, as if this was always how it was meant to be.

Where there had been nothing, something began to appear.

Not objects.

Not shapes.

But concepts.

The idea of existence itself began to take form, unfolding in a way that made no sense and yet felt completely clear.

Cain felt it.

He understood it.

Without needing to think.

Without needing to question.

Creation.

It did not happen in a burst.

It did not explode into being.

It simply... was.

And as it came into existence, he realized something that made everything else fall silent.

He was the one allowing it.

Not controlling it.

Not forcing it.

But permitting it.

That alone was enough.

A single thought, and the idea of space expanded.

A single thought, and layers of reality formed, each one more complex than the last, each one building upon something that had not existed before.

Worlds came into being.

Not one.

Not a few.

Countless.

They did not appear as separate things, but as parts of a greater whole, connected in ways that no mortal mind could ever understand.

Stars ignited.

Not with fire, but with existence itself.

Galaxies turned, not because of gravity, but because they were allowed to move.

Time began.

Not as a straight line, but as something fluid, something that could fold, stretch, and exist in ways that broke every rule Cain had ever known.

And through all of it—

He remained.

Unmoved.

Unchanged.

Everything else formed, changed, evolved.

But he did not.

He stood beyond it.

Above it.

Not in position.

Not in distance.

But in nature.

He did not belong to the same level of existence.

He was not part of the system.

He was not bound by its laws.

He was something that existed before those laws were even considered.

A being above all.

The realization did not come as a shock.

It came as something natural.

Something that felt like it had always been true.

And as that thought settled, something else followed.

Destruction.

Not as chaos.

Not as violence.

But as balance.

The worlds he had allowed to exist began to fade.

Not all at once.

Not randomly.

But in a way that felt... right.

Some collapsed into nothing.

Some rewound, returning to a state before they had ever formed.

Some remained, unchanged, untouched.

And through it all, Cain understood.

This was not power in the way he had once known it.

This was not strength, not dominance, not control.

This was existence itself, bending not because it was forced to, but because it recognized something greater.

And that something—

Was him.

The feeling was overwhelming.

Not in a way that crushed him.

But in a way that made everything else feel small.

Meaningless.

Every battle he had fought.

Every god he had faced.

Every universe he had torn apart and rebuilt.

All of it...

Felt insignificant.

Because compared to this—

It was.

The sound of Faith’s voice continued, steady and unwavering, and it acted like a thread that kept him connected to that place.

Kept him there.

Kept him experiencing something that should not have been possible.

And then—

His eyes opened.

The hall returned.

The guards.

Pam.

Faith.

All of it came back into focus.

But for a moment, nothing felt the same.

Cain stood still, his breathing slow, his gaze distant as if he had not fully returned.

"...Is this..."

His voice came out lower than usual, almost uncertain, something that rarely ever happened.

"...a glimpse..."

He did not finish immediately.

Because even he needed a moment to process what he had just experienced.

"...of reaching that realm?"

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Not in doubt.

But in thought.

Because the answer was already there.

He could feel it.

Deep within him.

"Yes."

The word was quiet.

But firm.

He was sure of it.

There was no hesitation in that realization.

Because nothing else could explain what he had just seen.

What he had just felt.

And that alone made his chest tighten slightly.

Because in his last life—

As an Overgod—

He had never experienced anything like it.

Not once.

Not even close.

Memories rose within him, unbidden, vivid and clear.

He remembered the battles.

The wars that stretched across countless dimensions, where gods clashed with beings that could tear apart reality itself.

He remembered standing at the center of it all, his power unmatched, his presence enough to make entire realms tremble.

He remembered destroying universes.

Not as an act of rage.

But as a necessity.

As something that had to be done.

He remembered creating them.

Shaping them from nothing, forming stars, worlds, and life itself with his own will.

He remembered rebuilding what had been lost, restoring what had been broken, proving again and again that he stood at the peak of existence.

He had done everything.

Reached every height.

Explored every possibility.

He had searched for something more.

Something beyond.

And yet—

No matter what he tried.

No matter how far he pushed himself.

No matter how many methods he used.

He had never once—

Seen even the smallest hint of what he had just experienced.

Not a glimpse.

Not a trace.

Nothing.

He had stood at the top.

And beyond that—

There had been nothing.

Or at least, that was what he had believed.

Until now.

Until this moment.

Until this—

Song.

His gaze lowered slightly, his expression growing more focused as the realization settled deeper within him.

"This..."

He did not finish the thought out loud.

He did not need to.

Because the meaning was already clear.

If what he had just experienced was real—

If it was truly a glimpse of something beyond an Overgod—

Then that meant one thing.

There was a higher realm.

A level of existence he had never reached.

A level he had never even touched.

And yet—

Through Faith’s voice—

He had just felt it.

Even if only for a moment.

Even if only as a glimpse.

That alone was enough to shake everything he thought he knew.

Slowly, he lifted his gaze.

And looked at her.

Faith stood there, her eyes closed, completely immersed in her singing.

Her expression was calm.

Focused.

As if nothing else existed around her.

As if she was not aware of what her voice was doing.

Or perhaps—

She was.

But she did not show it.

Her voice continued, flowing through the air, carrying something far deeper than it had at the beginning.

Something that no longer felt ordinary.

Something that had crossed into a realm that should not have been reachable.

And as Cain watched her—

Something inside him stirred again.

Not confusion.

Not doubt.

But recognition.

Because now, he knew.

This was not just singing.

This was something else entirely.

Something that touched the very foundation of existence.

And then—

Suddenly—

Faith opened her eyes.