The Witch God's face instantly turned red with a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment.
"Is this when you—hadn't even fully grown your hair? So short—Even among our Titan race, this would be considered short. It seems you had your growth spurt later on—Yikes—Already learned to wear lipstick at that age?—Quite the trendsetter—Wearing black stockings too? Very avant-garde—I thought you were always that malevolent witch—turns out—you had your adorably foolish moments—"
The Titan Skull extended a tentacle, playfully flicking the oversized rabbit ear adornments on her head.
"A renowned witch—wearing such an accessory? Ha ha ha ha ha!" The Titan Skull laughed unrestrainedly, clearly in a very good mood, his laughter loud and unapologetic.
"You think—you're—a bunny girl—do you?" His mocking laughter grew even louder.
Witch God, clenching her teeth, fists cracking, her face flushed a deep red. Being seen in her youthful form by her detestable husband and ridiculed without restraint was infuriating, no matter how one looked at it! In her past life, whether in front of her daughter or him, she had always maintained the image of a dignified and noble lady. Nothing like now.
Instantly, Witch God, furious and embarrassed, looked up at Lynne, her gaze almost tearing him apart. But being overly youthful, even her intense, angry stare struggled to be threatening. Of course, this excluded the factor of size.
Witch God, with closed eyes, grinding her teeth, fists clenched, said, "Had your laugh, fool? This is just a mistake by Little. I suppose you, this waste, would also like to return to your former self? But sorry, my wise son-in-law won't help those who harbor ill intentions towards him, so even if you wanted to change back, there's no chance."
The Titan Skull let out a cold, crackling laugh.
"Heh—You can self-hypnotize—You think I can't?"
Witch God, with a cold sneer, glanced at him and mocked, "You? A brute whose brain is all muscle? You think you can handle sophisticated spells? Stop boasting. And with your size, even if you wanted to hypnotize yourself, it's impossible!"
The Titan Skull chuckled, "Who said—I was going to use—hypnosis?"
Witch God's delicate eyebrows rose in curiosity. Then, in the next moment, under the shocked gaze of Lynne and Little, two tentacles shot out instantly, coiling around a small hill nearby.
Swoosh—
Lynne and Little suddenly looked up, eyes wide in astonishment, watching the hill that was thrown incredibly high into the sky. Due to its immense speed, the hill almost instantly became a mere speck of light.
Ding—
The light flickered and vanished.
"It disappeared!" Lynne exclaimed in shock.
"It was thrown so high!" Little said in amazement.
The Titan Skull smirked, flexing the muscles on his face, and moved to a suitable position.
"Real Titans—never need those flashy things—I've already lowered my defenses to the minimum—self-repellence of consciousness—also contained—You think you can compare?—Can you match this?—Hehehehe—"
Boom—
A tremendous roar.
As Lynne and Little watched in shock, the hill that had been tossed high into the sky, with unimaginable acceleration and amid the Titan's mocking laughter, crashed onto his forehead.
Dust billowed.
The Titan Skull (x﹏x) lay on the ground, his long tongue hanging out, thick brain matter bubbling out, surrounded by twitching tentacles.
"Remember—" the Titan Skull shakily raised a tentacle, weakly saying; "In the year 3001—my prime time—brought back to life—your father-in-law will—cover you for life—"
Snap—
As soon as he finished speaking, the tentacle drooped to the ground, falling silent.
"Dad!" Little, trembling, knelt down.
"Sir!" Lynne's eyes brimmed with tears, shaking.
A desolate wind blew. The poignant scene of a younger generation mourning the elder unfolded. A mournful atmosphere pervaded the area, as if at a graveside farewell. Both burst into tears.
"..."
"Your dad's not dead yet, girl. Why are you crying?" Witch God, with arms crossed and temple twitching, asked.
Little o(╥﹏╥)o, wiping tears, said, "Doctor brother cried—Little just followed—felt so sad—sob sob—"
Witch God Skull twitched at the corner of her eyes, grinding her teeth, "And you, boy, why are you crying?"
Lynne, wiping away tears, his eyes slightly red, replied, "Sorry, I lost my composure. I used to accompany my master to funerals often. I can't stand such scenes. Seeing them always makes me cry uncontrollably. Crying once would earn me 50 coins…"
Little o(╥﹏╥)o said, "Sob sob—That's quite a lot—"
"..."
"..."
Witch God, with eyes closed, clenched her fists tightly. This wouldn't do! She feared if her daughter continued to be with this man, her perfectly normal daughter would also end up abnormal! Does this man even realize the difference between himself and normal people?
"Stop crying!" Witch God Skull, with eyes opening and twitching, commanded. "He put in so much effort to knock himself out. See if you can recreate him."
Lynne wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, pondered, and sensed his remaining mental energy.
He then thoughtfully said, "My mental energy is almost depleted. Even excluding other interfering factors, with my current mental state, I'm not fully confident..."
Witch God sneered, "That's easy to handle. If you're short on mental energy, I can give you some. Just recreate him."
Lynne pondered for a moment and then nodded. He stood up from Little's support, his gaze becoming serious and slowly extended his hand towards the Titan Skull, now in a (x﹏x) state.
[Ding! Do you wish to activate the skill "Remnants of the Past" on the Titan Skull immediately?]
"Yes!"
[Ding! Target's rejection level towards you: 120%, resistance level: 200%, trust level bonus: -20%, recreation unsuccessful!]
[Ding! Target detected in a state of deep unconsciousness. Special permissions granted by the target's mind detected. All influences temporarily removed, influence attempt permitted.]
"Can it really be done?!" Lynne was both surprised and composed.
He quickly devised an alternative way to use 'Remnants of the Past.' If it couldn't be used in a normal state, perhaps incapacitating the target could provide an opportunity for unrestricted use?
Images too indescribable for words momentarily filled Lynne's mind, but he swiftly dismissed these sinister thoughts and regained his composure.
"Since it's possible, let's do it!"
Buzz—
In an instant, a dazzling light surged around the Titan Skull under Lynne's influence.
Just as Lynne felt his remaining mental energy rapidly depleting, a tumultuous and slightly chaotic surge of mental energy infused into his brain, replenishing his drained reserves.
"Don't move, keep going."
Witch God's calm voice came from behind.
Evidently, Little's mother had provided substantial mental energy support. With this backing, Lynne had no more worries. He concentrated, eyes closed, pinpointing the exact moment in time for the recreation. It didn't take long for Lynne to precisely target a point 3001 years in the past.
Perfect.
Lynne smiled slightly.
But just as he was about to withdraw his mental energy and complete 'Remnants of the Past,' Witch God's voice mysteriously echoed in his mind.
"Go further back!"
Lynne paused, "But it's already three thousand years ago..."
"Add another zero."
"..."
"..."
A brief silence.
"What does adding another zero mean?!" Lynne was astounded, questioning rapidly in his mind.
Witch God Skull, with narrowed eyes, said, "Don't worry. That old fool mocked me just now. Do you think I can let that slide? Continue going back. If he dares trouble you, I've got your back!"
Lynne responded, "But if we add another zero, won't that be... too far?"
Witch God Skull sneered, "Don't underestimate him. Despite his current state, he was once a war god among the Titan race, hailed as the strongest Titan. His lifetime far exceeds what you can imagine."
Lynne, in amazement, asked, "Are you sure?! You're sure there won't be any consequences?"
Witch God, with a squint, assured, "Stop wasting words. I've told you I've got you covered. What are you afraid of? Go ahead and add it!"
"..."
At this point, Lynne had nothing to lose. Resolutely, he gritted his teeth and continued to harness his mental energy, navigating further back in time.
The tremendous mental energy support from behind reduced his consumption to almost negligible. Finally, the timeline was set to 30,010 years ago.
"This should be enough, right?!"
"Hmm... add another 5,000 years. Let's double it!"
Lynne: "!!!"
...
A few minutes later.
Lynne asked, "Now...?"
Witch God pondered, "Since we've gone this far, it doesn't matter anymore. Add another 2,000 years as a gift!"
Lynne was numb by now.
Alright! Add! The customer is always right!
...
Yet a few minutes later.
Lynne, hollowly, "We're not adding more, right...?"
Witch God suggested, "How about pulling him forward another 5,000 years? What do you think?"
Lynne exclaimed, "Can I even have an opinion here?!"
Witch God insisted, "Pull! Keep pulling forward! Let's hit the limit and then I'll fine-tune!"
Lynne: "..."
...
Finally, after advancing a total of 53,005 years, they reached the limit. They couldn't go any further. That was the beginning of life itself.
Witch God, reflecting, said, "Maybe this is a bit much?"
Lynne (〃′皿`)q responded, "Of course, it's too much! We've hit the very beginning! How could it not be too much?!"
Witch God, perhaps feeling a bit of remorse, remembered that he was, after all, her husband. Despite being a fool, they shared thousands of years of marital bond. The memories of their past Favorability seemed vivid in her mind.
Touched by the memories, she wiped the moisture from the corner of her eyes and said in a low voice, "Then... let's roll it back... a minute. After all, he is my husband..."
"..."
"..."
Lynne (꒪Д꒪)ノ
Minutes later, accompanied by a flash of brilliant light that swiftly faded, the recreation that lasted over ten minutes finally came to an end.
As the Titan Skull gradually emerged from unconsciousness, he immediately felt a change in his body. While the curse and power remained unchanged, the completely different physical sensations made him incredibly agitated. His consciousness quickened.
Finally... After three thousand years of death... Could he really stand once again upon the earth in his prime, as the glorious Titan deity, the defender of the earth, the ripper of skies?
The image of his invincible form, wielding two massive axes, tore through the sealed memories and flashed across his mind. He grew increasingly excited and fervent. Finally... Could he relive the days of yore?
The next moment, as the light gradually dissipated from his body, he saw the blurred figures of his young wife and daughter standing before him. And there was that human, sitting on his daughter's head, covering his face in utter frustration.
He immediately wanted to open his strong, powerful arms in excitement, eager to embrace them. To tell them: Your strong husband and father, he's back!
It was a moment that could bring tears to anyone's eyes. But just as he was about to open his arms, he paused, realizing something was amiss.
Where were his arms? His powerful limbs? Something was definitely wrong!
Then he saw that he seemed much smaller compared to before. Even in front of his daughter and the crazy woman, he appeared diminutive, needing to tilt his head back just to see them. He even seemed smaller than the human. But hadn't he been recreated to his form from three thousand years ago?
Finally... He instinctively looked down at himself...
"..."
"..."
[Ding! Titan Skull Sanity -10]
[Ding! Titan Skull Sanity -10]
[Ding! Titan Skull Sanity -10]
"Squeak—squeak—squeak—"
On the ground, a fertilized egg the size of a ball emitted a terrified, bizarre sound. Lynne slapped his forehead, eyes closed, his face twisted as he tried to suppress his laughter.
Damn it! The scene was too harsh and unbearable to witness! What a tragedy! Truly a tragedy!
The Witch God's face instantly turned red with a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment.
"Is this when you—hadn't even fully grown your hair? So short—Even among our Titan race, this would be considered short. It seems you had your growth spurt later on—Yikes—Already learned to wear lipstick at that age?—Quite the trendsetter—Wearing black stockings too? Very avant-garde—I thought you were always that malevolent witch—turns out—you had your adorably foolish moments—"
The Titan Skull extended a tentacle, playfully flicking the oversized rabbit ear adornments on her head.
"A renowned witch—wearing such an accessory? Ha ha ha ha ha!" The Titan Skull laughed unrestrainedly, clearly in a very good mood, his laughter loud and unapologetic.
"You think—you're—a bunny girl—do you?" His mocking laughter grew even louder.
Witch God, clenching her teeth, fists cracking, her face flushed a deep red. Being seen in her youthful form by her detestable husband and ridiculed without restraint was infuriating, no matter how one looked at it! In her past life, whether in front of her daughter or him, she had always maintained the image of a dignified and noble lady. Nothing like now.
Instantly, Witch God, furious and embarrassed, looked up at Lynne, her gaze almost tearing him apart. But being overly youthful, even her intense, angry stare struggled to be threatening. Of course, this excluded the factor of size.
Witch God, with closed eyes, grinding her teeth, fists clenched, said, "Had your laugh, fool? This is just a mistake by Little. I suppose you, this waste, would also like to return to your former self? But sorry, my wise son-in-law won't help those who harbor ill intentions towards him, so even if you wanted to change back, there's no chance."
The Titan Skull let out a cold, crackling laugh.
"Heh—You can self-hypnotize—You think I can't?"
Witch God, with a cold sneer, glanced at him and mocked, "You? A brute whose brain is all muscle? You think you can handle sophisticated spells? Stop boasting. And with your size, even if you wanted to hypnotize yourself, it's impossible!"
The Titan Skull chuckled, "Who said—I was going to use—hypnosis?"
Witch God's delicate eyebrows rose in curiosity. Then, in the next moment, under the shocked gaze of Lynne and Little, two tentacles shot out instantly, coiling around a small hill nearby.
Swoosh—
Lynne and Little suddenly looked up, eyes wide in astonishment, watching the hill that was thrown incredibly high into the sky. Due to its immense speed, the hill almost instantly became a mere speck of light.
Ding—
The light flickered and vanished.
"It disappeared!" Lynne exclaimed in shock.
"It was thrown so high!" Little said in amazement.
The Titan Skull smirked, flexing the muscles on his face, and moved to a suitable position.
"Real Titans—never need those flashy things—I've already lowered my defenses to the minimum—self-repellence of consciousness—also contained—You think you can compare?—Can you match this?—Hehehehe—"
Boom—
A tremendous roar.
As Lynne and Little watched in shock, the hill that had been tossed high into the sky, with unimaginable acceleration and amid the Titan's mocking laughter, crashed onto his forehead.
Dust billowed.
The Titan Skull (x﹏x) lay on the ground, his long tongue hanging out, thick brain matter bubbling out, surrounded by twitching tentacles.
"Remember—" the Titan Skull shakily raised a tentacle, weakly saying; "In the year 3001—my prime time—brought back to life—your father-in-law will—cover you for life—"
Snap—
As soon as he finished speaking, the tentacle drooped to the ground, falling silent.
"Dad!" Little, trembling, knelt down.
"Sir!" Lynne's eyes brimmed with tears, shaking.
A desolate wind blew. The poignant scene of a younger generation mourning the elder unfolded. A mournful atmosphere pervaded the area, as if at a graveside farewell. Both burst into tears.
"..."
"Your dad's not dead yet, girl. Why are you crying?" Witch God, with arms crossed and temple twitching, asked.
Little o(╥﹏╥)o, wiping tears, said, "Doctor brother cried—Little just followed—felt so sad—sob sob—"
Witch God Skull twitched at the corner of her eyes, grinding her teeth, "And you, boy, why are you crying?"
Lynne, wiping away tears, his eyes slightly red, replied, "Sorry, I lost my composure. I used to accompany my master to funerals often. I can't stand such scenes. Seeing them always makes me cry uncontrollably. Crying once would earn me 50 coins…"
Little o(╥﹏╥)o said, "Sob sob—That's quite a lot—"
"..."
"..."
Witch God, with eyes closed, clenched her fists tightly. This wouldn't do! She feared if her daughter continued to be with this man, her perfectly normal daughter would also end up abnormal! Does this man even realize the difference between himself and normal people?
"Stop crying!" Witch God Skull, with eyes opening and twitching, commanded. "He put in so much effort to knock himself out. See if you can recreate him."
Lynne wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, pondered, and sensed his remaining mental energy.
He then thoughtfully said, "My mental energy is almost depleted. Even excluding other interfering factors, with my current mental state, I'm not fully confident..."
Witch God sneered, "That's easy to handle. If you're short on mental energy, I can give you some. Just recreate him."
Lynne pondered for a moment and then nodded. He stood up from Little's support, his gaze becoming serious and slowly extended his hand towards the Titan Skull, now in a (x﹏x) state.
[Ding! Do you wish to activate the skill "Remnants of the Past" on the Titan Skull immediately?]
"Yes!"
[Ding! Target's rejection level towards you: 120%, resistance level: 200%, trust level bonus: -20%, recreation unsuccessful!]
[Ding! Target detected in a state of deep unconsciousness. Special permissions granted by the target's mind detected. All influences temporarily removed, influence attempt permitted.]
"Can it really be done?!" Lynne was both surprised and composed.
He quickly devised an alternative way to use 'Remnants of the Past.' If it couldn't be used in a normal state, perhaps incapacitating the target could provide an opportunity for unrestricted use?
Images too indescribable for words momentarily filled Lynne's mind, but he swiftly dismissed these sinister thoughts and regained his composure.
"Since it's possible, let's do it!"
Buzz—
In an instant, a dazzling light surged around the Titan Skull under Lynne's influence.
Just as Lynne felt his remaining mental energy rapidly depleting, a tumultuous and slightly chaotic surge of mental energy infused into his brain, replenishing his drained reserves.
"Don't move, keep going."
Witch God's calm voice came from behind.
Evidently, Little's mother had provided substantial mental energy support. With this backing, Lynne had no more worries. He concentrated, eyes closed, pinpointing the exact moment in time for the recreation. It didn't take long for Lynne to precisely target a point 3001 years in the past.
Perfect.
Lynne smiled slightly.
But just as he was about to withdraw his mental energy and complete 'Remnants of the Past,' Witch God's voice mysteriously echoed in his mind.
"Go further back!"
Lynne paused, "But it's already three thousand years ago..."
"Add another zero."
"..."
"..."
A brief silence.
"What does adding another zero mean?!" Lynne was astounded, questioning rapidly in his mind.
Witch God Skull, with narrowed eyes, said, "Don't worry. That old fool mocked me just now. Do you think I can let that slide? Continue going back. If he dares trouble you, I've got your back!"
Lynne responded, "But if we add another zero, won't that be... too far?"
Witch God Skull sneered, "Don't underestimate him. Despite his current state, he was once a war god among the Titan race, hailed as the strongest Titan. His lifetime far exceeds what you can imagine."
Lynne, in amazement, asked, "Are you sure?! You're sure there won't be any consequences?"
Witch God, with a squint, assured, "Stop wasting words. I've told you I've got you covered. What are you afraid of? Go ahead and add it!"
"..."
At this point, Lynne had nothing to lose. Resolutely, he gritted his teeth and continued to harness his mental energy, navigating further back in time.
The tremendous mental energy support from behind reduced his consumption to almost negligible. Finally, the timeline was set to 30,010 years ago.
"This should be enough, right?!"
"Hmm... add another 5,000 years. Let's double it!"
Lynne: "!!!"
...
A few minutes later.
Lynne asked, "Now...?"
Witch God pondered, "Since we've gone this far, it doesn't matter anymore. Add another 2,000 years as a gift!"
Lynne was numb by now.
Alright! Add! The customer is always right!
...
Yet a few minutes later.
Lynne, hollowly, "We're not adding more, right...?"
Witch God suggested, "How about pulling him forward another 5,000 years? What do you think?"
Lynne exclaimed, "Can I even have an opinion here?!"
Witch God insisted, "Pull! Keep pulling forward! Let's hit the limit and then I'll fine-tune!"
Lynne: "..."
...
Finally, after advancing a total of 53,005 years, they reached the limit. They couldn't go any further. That was the beginning of life itself.
Witch God, reflecting, said, "Maybe this is a bit much?"
Lynne (〃′皿`)q responded, "Of course, it's too much! We've hit the very beginning! How could it not be too much?!"
Witch God, perhaps feeling a bit of remorse, remembered that he was, after all, her husband. Despite being a fool, they shared thousands of years of marital bond. The memories of their past Favorability seemed vivid in her mind.
Touched by the memories, she wiped the moisture from the corner of her eyes and said in a low voice, "Then... let's roll it back... a minute. After all, he is my husband..."
"..."
"..."
Lynne (꒪Д꒪)ノ
Minutes later, accompanied by a flash of brilliant light that swiftly faded, the recreation that lasted over ten minutes finally came to an end.
As the Titan Skull gradually emerged from unconsciousness, he immediately felt a change in his body. While the curse and power remained unchanged, the completely different physical sensations made him incredibly agitated. His consciousness quickened.
Finally... After three thousand years of death... Could he really stand once again upon the earth in his prime, as the glorious Titan deity, the defender of the earth, the ripper of skies?
The image of his invincible form, wielding two massive axes, tore through the sealed memories and flashed across his mind. He grew increasingly excited and fervent. Finally... Could he relive the days of yore?
The next moment, as the light gradually dissipated from his body, he saw the blurred figures of his young wife and daughter standing before him. And there was that human, sitting on his daughter's head, covering his face in utter frustration.
He immediately wanted to open his strong, powerful arms in excitement, eager to embrace them. To tell them: Your strong husband and father, he's back!
It was a moment that could bring tears to anyone's eyes. But just as he was about to open his arms, he paused, realizing something was amiss.
Where were his arms? His powerful limbs? Something was definitely wrong!
Then he saw that he seemed much smaller compared to before. Even in front of his daughter and the crazy woman, he appeared diminutive, needing to tilt his head back just to see them. He even seemed smaller than the human. But hadn't he been recreated to his form from three thousand years ago?
Finally... He instinctively looked down at himself...
"..."
"..."
[Ding! Titan Skull Sanity -10]
[Ding! Titan Skull Sanity -10]
[Ding! Titan Skull Sanity -10]
"Squeak—squeak—squeak—"
On the ground, a fertilized egg the size of a ball emitted a terrified, bizarre sound. Lynne slapped his forehead, eyes closed, his face twisted as he tried to suppress his laughter.
Damn it! The scene was too harsh and unbearable to witness! What a tragedy! Truly a tragedy!
