Destroying My Own World

Mykel didn't want to immediately ask his son to use his power and wanted to spend a whole week playing with him. Everyone understood his reason and played along, and it was fun for them as well like a fresh breeze of air.

On the eighth day, they all went into another reality and started to observe Mykel from that reality. Even with Lyneth's, Lilith's, and Amaryllis' interference, they couldn't achieve the scenario that Mykel wanted.

At some point, they were almost got caught by The Lord for manipulating his world. Thankfully, they managed to leave and turned everything back to how it was supposed to be.

It was indeed close to impossible, but they didn't want to give up and kept doing it and learned from their mistakes. It was harder than they thought, but Mykel was still determined like water trying to split a whole mountain.

"This is..." Elena sighed as she lay down on the grass and looked at the floating islands in the sky. "How many tries that we have done?" Elena asked.

"That was the nine hundred forty-two tries," Amaryllis answered and she didn't look tired at all.

"And yet only six of them can reach the point where Mykel got into his novel world," Jeanne said as she covered her face with her hands. "I'm glad that we reached that point, but why did they all die during his encounter against Zherlthsh?" Jeanne asked.

"Sorry about that," Zherlthsh said and she rested her head on the table and looked at Jeanne who was sitting next to Elena. "I mean, I could try to replace her with me," Zherlthsh suggested.

"No. I don't want him to get a single help from us," Mykel said as he smoked his cigarette. "A single wrong move it would be fatal later on," Mykel pointed out.

"Can we just take time to think of a way for the other Mykel to create the exact story as Mykel? The core of the problem is that it's not the same story as what Mykel wrote," Luciel asked as she looked at everyone.

"We could try, but..." Beldathiel said and stopped in mid-sentence.

Everyone went silent, and then they all sighed at the same time knowing it would be another seven hundred tries. But when they noticed they were worrying about the same thing, they all started to chuckle and laugh about it.

"I have been wondering, you still haven't given your son a name. Are you seriously not going to give him a name? It has been years," Nal asked Mykel. "That's my grandson, and I want you to really think about it," Nal said.
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"It's not that I don't want to," Mykel said as he puffed the smoke. "He didn't want the names I have given him. I already gave thousands of names, but he didn't like it," Mykel continued.

"Really? You can just force him to accept it," Aurea asked as she looked at Mykel.

"He would get angry and he said he wouldn't want to help if I used the name he disliked," Mykel answered. "At least he didn't mind to be called little Mykel by you guys," Mykel pointed out.

Everyone went quiet again and then they all looked at Mykel with a serious look on their faces.

"I know what you guys are thinking. You want me to name him Mykel?" Mykel asked without even looking at them. "I don't want to name him Mykel and use Junior as his last name or number," Mykel added and smoked his cigarette as he looked at the scenery in front of him.

"Weirdly enough he doesn't grow either like Sasha. I mean Sasha's growth depends on my will, but it's not the case since neither of you controls his growth, right?" Hera asked as she looked at Mykel.

"I'm the one who controls his life. He's attached to me and I can feel it that his life is in my hand, just like how you feel about Sasha," Mykel answered.

"At least he's not a gender fluid like his mother, it would be funny to see a woman's version of Mykel," Sven said as he chuckled. "Wait, we already have one. It's Elena..." Sven slapped his face.

"Dumbass," Lillith scoffed with a smile.

"My bad," Sven laughed nervously.

Everyone was enjoying their time again for the next seven days before they went to start work again. The peace that they had at that time was similar to when Mykel defeated Mara and took over the world.

"Are you ready for adventure, little Mykel?!" Loki asked as she lifted Little Mykel up after he woke up.

"Yes!" Mykel's son answered with a huge grin on his face.

After trying five hundred times, they managed to make another Mykel survive long enough up to when he encountered Luciel for the first time. That was as far as they could go, and they realized that it would be impossible to get past that event. The reason was the small details of the story that were different from what Mykel wrote.

"What went wrong?" Elena asked as she looked at Mykel.

"Mykel didn't use his personality to create Lucifer, and he only saw Lucifer as someone powerful enough to match with Mara. That affected how powerful Luciel became that he couldn't defeat her at that moment," Mykel answered as he let his son sit on his lap.

"He's also too attached to Mara that he himself made her so omnipotent that it would be impossible to defeat," Hera added.

"He didn't hate Asmond like how Mykel hated him," Lillith added.

"He's having sex too much," Lyneth added. "I mean he's like Mykel, but he's too attached to his women that it affects his judgement," Lyneth continued.

"I don't mind with that. My other self would appreciate it if Mykel wanted to have sex all the time," Aurea giggled as she ate bread that she dipped in a glass of wine. "Right, Jeanne? I bet you want that as well," Aurea asked and looked at Jeanne.

"At first I was jealous, but now seeing how his incompetence only put him in that situation, I would rather him be like how Mykel is," Jeanne answered with a serious expression. "Mykel is perfect for who he is," Jeanne added.

Everyone continued to add what they believed was wrong and adrift from Mykel's personality and story. Little Mykel was listening to them even though he had no idea what they were talking about, but he listened until he fell asleep on Mykel's lap.

After trying thousands of times, they realized it was impossible no matter how hard they tried. Mykel realized that as well and understood why Amaryllis said it would be impossible to recreate his reality and apply it to another reality.

Mykel decided to hold the plan and let everyone rest and think if they got any solution for the hundreds of problems they had encountered.

"Father, that dragon called Nihodger, I want to see it," Little Mykel said as Beldathiel carried him in her arms.

"You mean Nidhoggr? Of course," Mykel smiled gently as he held little Mykel's hand and brought him to Niflheim.

Amaryllis created Nidhoggr beforehand and then little Mykel was amazed to see something that big for the first time. He wanted to ride it, but since he didn't have super strength like Elena, he would fall immediately.

"Father, I want to see the dragon that Aunt Beldathiel defeated," Little Mykel said.

Amaryllis chucked and brought Jormungandr down to Niflheim, and then he watched both Nidhoggr and Jormungandr roar at each other. Little Mykel was laughing and he was interested in each one of them.

"Do you know how I defeat him?" Beldathiel asked as she looked at Little Mykel.

"You used your dice and defeated him," Little Mykel answered.

"That's right! I was a threat even to your father back then. All the Gods feared me!" Beldathiel said with a smug on her face. "I wish I could show you the dice, but since it has been broken, I can't show you how it works," Beldathiel pointed out.

"It was your favorite toy, right, Auntie?" Little Mykel asked.

"Yes, it was a gift, and the only thing I treasured back then," Beldathiel nodded her head.

Listening to their conversation, Mykel realized something and the answers to all the problems were like in front of him. He looked at Amaryllis until Amaryllis looked back at him, and she knew that expression.

"I think I know how to create a similar world to our world," Mykel said.

"But why are you making that kind of expression?" Amaryllis asked and looked at Mykel's troubled expression.

"Because this will be the most painful feeling that I will experience," Mykel answered with his eyebrows furrowed.