Chapter 6: Year, Month, Day, and the God of Time

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The once joyful banquet seemed to have come to an end, for after Laine delivered his prophecy, only the sporadic sounds of eating resonated at the summit of the Mount of the Gods.

Gaia was worried about the future of her children, while Uranus looked over the gods before him, his gaze occasionally drifting to the distant sea.

There, his brother, the second child birthed alone by Gaia, the Primordial Sea God Pontus.

Without a doubt, the ‘aid of another kinsman’ mentioned in Laine’s prophecy had caused him to become suspicious of his own brother.

As for the possibility of Laine deceiving him, that was out of the question.

The last time, Uranus indeed had not felt a response from destiny, which was why he had mocked Laine, who claimed to be the God of Prophecy.

But this time, he felt the breath of destiny very clearly, a force that all gods birthed by Chaos could scarcely oppose.

Regarding this, Laine affirmed that you are not mistaken. The previous prophecy he had indeed made empty promises, with destiny paying no attention to him the God of Spirit, but this time was different.

Even relying on his godhood, Laine saw nothing, but when he made the correct prophecy in the name of the God of Prophecy, destiny would still respond, even if it wasn’t something he saw through his divinity.

There was another benefit, his identity as the God of Spirituality from the origin had been successfully concealed.

Ever since their first meeting, he had declared himself as the deity in charge of prophecy, and now he had indeed proven it.

As long as he did not reveal himself, the threat from Mnemosyne could be temporarily ignored.

Laine’s prophecy had ended, and perhaps to mask his own intentions, the Divine King’s banquet continued.

Two days later. Amidst an awkward atmosphere, Uranus finally remembered the promise he had made.

“Prince Laine,” the Heavenly Father stood up and spoke to Laine solemnly:

“Just now, before you made your prophecy, I promised to fulfill one of your reasonable requests.”

“As the first promise made by the King of All Gods, it is time to fulfill it.”

“I thank you again for your generosity, Your Majesty,” Laine also stood up to express his gratitude to the Divine King.

“It is your due,” said the Divine King. “Please make your request now, for in the name of the Divine King, it shall be accomplished.”

“Then I shall speak forthrightly.”

Laine was not the slightest bit embarrassed, as such an emotion did not exist between the gods of this era.

He had prepared for this well before setting foot on the Mount of the Gods.

Until the end of Uranus’s era, this was bound to be one of his two greatest gains.

“As great as you are, you should know that a long time ago, seeing that the world lacked a means to measure time, I created ‘years’ and ‘days’ to record it.”

In the face of Laine’s story, Uranus nodded. These two concepts did indeed exist, and he could read them from the law of the world. However, they were superficial and not yet fully acknowledged by time.

“Today I witnessed the birth of twelve new gods and the ascension of the Divine King, and I feel it is time to create a proper standard to record the years of your dominion over all things.”

With an unchanged smile, Laine gently raised his right hand, and a phantom sphere of silvery-white light appeared there.

The light sphere changed unpredictably, sometimes round, sometimes incomplete.

Subtle forces of Chronology spread over it; it was an illusion with no physical substance.

“This is an illusory luminous body,” said Laine. “I hope it can hang in the sky, opposite to the Sun that rises each day.”

“I call it the Moon, and the rotation of the Sun and the Moon makes one day.”

“There are four surviving Primordial Gods, twelve newly born gods, and the esteemed Divine King, so a full cycle of the moon will mark a month, three months will be a season, and four seasons will make a year.”

“This is not just my personal vision of chronology,” Laine said, smiling at every deity present. “This is also my congratulatory gift to the Divine King.”

Uranus was somewhat moved, he was indeed touched by Laine’s idea.

Such a way of recording time subtly expressed his supreme authority, even proving he was greater than the Primordial Gods, there was no better way than this.

“What about you, Prince Laine?”

Uranus finally remembered the Foreseer before him, he had yet to set a time of his own.

“My children and I, like the Primordial Gods, all have our own share; you should also have your own time.”

“Then add one more day.”

Laine seemed very casual, as if he didn’t really care whether he had his part or not.

“Every four years in the second month, add one more day at the end of the month for me, that will be my day.”

“…Then so be it.”

After pondering for a while, Uranus really did not know where else to add some more; he simply agreed to Laine’s request.

He stretched out his hand and took over the orb of light from Laine’s palm. Of course, now it had to be called ‘Moon’.

The next moment, the Divine King lifted it up to the heavens with his mighty power. The Moon grew in size and emitted light bright enough to illuminate every corner of Chaos.

Standing on the Mount of the Gods, Uranus for the first time exercised the authority of the Divine King. Supreme power gathered upon him, and the laws of the world were clear before his eyes.

“Heeding the request of the Foreseer, God of Prophecy Laine, I proclaim to the world in the name of the Divine King,”

“The chaotic and undefined Chronology shall become the past, they will be imprisoned at the center of the Moon.”

“Year, month, and day will become the namesakes of the new Chronology, they will coexist with time and endure with the world.”

As the words fell, the world changed accordingly.

Under the authority of the Divine King, the new Chronology was deeply engraved into the depths of the Origin Sea.

Laine immediately felt the power of Chronology become complete, it had undergone the transformation into authority, becoming a true Godhood.

At the same time, the Godhoods of year, month, day, and season moved towards their respective masters, but no one accepted them.

For a weak Godhood was inherently inferior in some aspects, and this was not something the powerful deities were willing to accept.

Eventually, these Godhoods still merged into the nascent Chronology, making it appear more full.

Laine could feel that at this moment, Chronology seemed more powerful than Spirituality. Indeed, over time, it would continue to grow before slowly becoming stable.

The Godhood of the Moon also appeared, but it was incomplete.

Laine knew this was because the real Moon was still in gestation, and this ersatz ‘Moon’ had no substance; it was just a temporary substitute.

‘But this is enough, I don’t want the real thing yet.’ he thought with a light laugh in his heart, bowing slightly again to thank the Divine King for his gift.

“It is your due,” said the Divine King, “Let us conclude the banquet, Gaia, please help me send our distinguished guest back.”

“Certainly, my liege.”

Mother Earth responded with a gentle voice, turning to gesture to Laine.

“Then I thank you, Princess Gaia.”

Without Gaia’s assistance, it would indeed be somewhat difficult for him to leave, so Laine promptly accepted the offer.

With the gods watching behind him, Laine followed behind Gaia, leaving the Mount of the Gods that had brought him a rich harvest.