The Warden of The Witches

Chapter 183 - Don't Trust the Divine

After reading this diary entry, Aiden couldn't shake the feeling of a chill creeping up his spine.

Why did the contents of this diary feel like they were veering towards horror stories?

Melinda, the goddess of love, who once wielded dominion over "desire," wasn't completely killed by the Reaper. Instead, she left a strand of her vengeful spirit attached to the body of the unnamed witch, then began corroding her consciousness, and preparing to take over her body...

Is this... possession? Is this also a manifestation of the power of "desire"?

Filled with doubts, Aiden immediately shifted his gaze to the next page on the right:

"I haven't slept all night, neither able to sleep nor daring to fall asleep.

I always feel like Melinda's consciousness will take over my body the moment I doze off.

I don't know what she wants to do...

After much deliberation, it seems that the only way to resist this invasion is for me to become the dominator myself.

The only options available are the dominion of 'life' and the dominion of 'procreation.'

But this is probably difficult. Despite intermittently searching for years for a way to become the dominator, I've only stumbled upon a seemingly irrelevant proverb about 'order.'"

Without the Reaper and Melinda guiding from behind, it would probably be as difficult as reaching the sky to find clues to become the dominator.

But now, I only have this path to follow.

"What did it say?" Abigail's urging voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

Aiden hesitated for a while before revealing the truth.

After listening to his account, Abigail fell into silence. She neither spoke nor immediately turned the page for Aiden.

This eerie silence lasted for quite some time, and finally, Aiden broke the silence: "To be honest, I don't really understand the power of 'desire.' Is this kind of thing within the abilities of the 'desire' dominion?"

The power of 'wisdom' can seize others' bodies; Mephilia can easily do it, and the spells that Priscilla has painstakingly researched can achieve similar effects,

"I haven't done much research on it, but as far as I know, each of the three dominions under the 'Spiritual Throne' seems capable of forcibly interfering with the minds of mortals, albeit with slightly different conditions and details," Abigail replied. "And the limit of the divine wielder is far beyond mortals. So even if they master abilities beyond their own dominion, it's not surprising."

In other words, the wielder of the "desire" dominion might also be able to use the abilities of "wisdom," considering "wisdom" and "desire" are neighboring dominions.

Aiden nodded, gesturing for Abigail to continue flipping the pages. By this point, he was eager to know the outcome of the predecessor of the transmigrator, and he assumed Abigail was equally concerned about it.

Abigail nodded and waved her finger, causing the diary to flip to the next page automatically.

"May 28th.

I have to go on a journey.

I deciphered the location of the ruins of the Lulin tribe from ancient texts a long time ago, but I've been hesitating to go.

There might be clues related to the fallen Wild King of the Wilderness there, or perhaps a chance to find the unique dominion of 'life.'

Alice is capable of taking care of herself now, so I'm not worried about her.

If anything, it might be more dangerous for her to be by my side now.

I can clearly feel another personality coexisting within me.

Whenever I fall asleep, she takes over this body.

Using the dominion of life to forcibly deprive this body of its ability to move before sleeping every night is just a temporary measure.

I can feel Melinda's corrosion deepening incessantly, and spells of the spiritual domain are utterly useless.

In the end, it's absurd to resist the divine with mortal power.

It's said that no explorer who ventured into that area has ever returned alive, but I shouldn't die there.

Dying without gaining anything is more disheartening than death itself."

The hope is faint, but I can only try my best.

Speaking of which, Children's Day is coming up in a few days.

It's rare to go out, so I'll bring back a gift for Alice."

Aiden then shifted his gaze to the right, only to find that several pages had been torn out, so he could only see the content much further ahead.

"August 7th.

It's too late. The time I feel completely clear-headed is getting shorter and shorter.

I can feel Melinda's will starting to influence me. I can't tell anyone, nor can I record anything related to Melinda in the language of this world.

At least I still know how to write in Chinese.

Melinda probably can't understand this language, but if she completely devours my consciousness, she might inherit my knowledge and memories.

This is something that must be avoided at all costs.

I haven't found the last words, nor have I found the sole authority.

No, even if I found them, I might not have the chance to complete the ascension ceremony.

Thinking about this somehow calms me down.

I've been mentally prepared for this.

It seems like there's only one way."

There's no time to waste. Let's leave here tomorrow.

Actually, it doesn't matter. After all, it's just a life given away for free..."

There's only one way — Aiden stared at this line for a long time.

The unnamed witch, his predecessor as a transmigrator, was preparing... to die?

After a while, he lifted his head and translated the content to Abigail, omitting the part about the transmigrator at the beginning and end.

Abigail listened without saying a word and waved her finger to flip the page.

Then Aiden suddenly realized that this was actually the last page with content in this diary:

"August 8th.

When I woke up this morning, I felt clearer than any other day before. I don't know if it's because I made up my mind or if Melinda, was sympathize with me, and granting me a day of forgiveness.

I spent one last day with Alice. Even though it was just a spur-of-the-moment pretend play, let's pretend it was real till the end.

I taught her the Divine Word spell. The little one thought she had just learned a powerful magic, and now the whole house is filled with flowers she grew using the divine Word."

I added a hypnotic potion to her dinner, and now she's completely asleep.

I regret not teaching her Chinese. She probably won't understand this diary, so I'll have to write her an extra note. She'll become an excellent witch.

Well, there's not much else to say. I just hope she doesn't do anything foolish and go looking for me.

Take care, my daughter.

in this world, This diary probably won't be understood by anyone unless another unlucky person is summoned by some dominator to this world.

If that happens, then I hope you remember.

Whatever you do, never trust the gods of this world.

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