Even though Michael did everything he could to grow as strong as possible, he was nervous. Only one fight separated Michael from changing the universe forever. It was weird to think about it that way, but that was exactly what the current situation was. Michael would fight the Primal soon, and by defeating them, he would change the universe forever.
Michael sighed deeply and searched for some distraction. A few minutes of distraction would be more than enough for him.
That being said, Michael visited the factories working on the Anti-Blood-I serum. Billions of potions had already been prepared, but that was only a fraction of the serum needed to cleanse the Supreme Human Alliance from Blood Incursion once and for all.
Michael traveled through the factories and studied the faces of the employees. Everyone worked hard on the Anti-Blood-I serum. The employees' faces were filled with strain, which was given since the workload was too much for anyone to handle, but nobody complained. Their help was needed to rescue dozens of human races from the remnants of the Supreme Human Alliance.
If not for them, the remnants of the Supreme Human Alliance would surely feast on the human races, devouring them slowly and steadily.
"Why did I know you would be here?" A familiar voice rang from the right, and Michael turned around to greet Alice with a tight embrace. He took a deep breath and smiled at the woman whom he loved dearly. His love for Alice was greater than his desire for power and the addiction power provided. He loved Alice more than anything. However, that was also why he had to grow stronger. She was the reason Michael had to go through all of this—not directly, of course. Nonetheless, Michael felt the need to acquire more power to defeat the Primal and protect Alice and everyone else he loved. There was no time to waste, either.
"The Primal will soon stop fighting. It looks like they're slowly getting used to each other's fighting style," Michael said even before Alice could ask anything. His voice was quiet but filled with confidence. He wasn't afraid of the fight ahead, yet the nervousness filling his entire being contradicted this sensation.
Was it possible to be incredibly nervous without feeling any fear? Michael told himself that it had to be this way. After all, he wasn't afraid of fighting the Primal. Right?
"Everything will be fine. You are not alone. You have the Rebels by your side and can ask everyone else for help. The fight against the Primal is not only yours. It's everyone's fight. That's simple, isn't it?" Alice chuckled, patting him gently on the back.
She looked at him with pure love and kissed him on the cheek.
"All you have to do if you need help is to ask. Reach out with your hand and accept everyone's help. There is no need to be afraid of help. You can be nervous, afraid even. But you should never think of your fight against the Primal as something you have to carry alone. This is a responsibility the whole universe has to carry. Together!"
Michael released Alice from the tight embrace and kissed her on the lips.
"I love you. You know that, right?"
"Of course, idiot~" Alice chuckled.
"And you know you're a genius, ain't you?" Michael smiled vibrantly at Alice, but she merely shrugged.
"My parents considered Kaleb as the genius in our family. I was always excellent, but Kaleb was the golden goose."
Michael chuckled.
"Is that so? I think you're much better than Kaleb," He laughed and kissed Alice again, "But I'll have to go now. I have an idea!"
Alice hugged Michael once more after saying a few words. She released her lover after that and watched him disappear as he teleported somewhere outside the Origin Expanse.
"You will be fine. You can do it!"
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"You want WHAT from us?!" One of the present Titan Gods asked Michael, his thunderous voice reverberating across the massive plateau.
Michael had created the plateau with some of the Expanse System's help to show the present Gods and Beast Gods that he planned to treat them nicely.
He had gathered all Beast Gods, Major Gods, Minor Gods, Demi Gods, Rebels, and many more beings with some sort of connection to the weave – and enough Essence to be of help – to ask them for a favor.
"Not everyone present wants to defeat, let alone kill, the Primal, but I am here to ask you for a little favor. If you don't want to listen to it or dislike the idea of going against the Primal, so be it. But let me say one thing…" Michael cleared his throat, his voice is as heavy as the weave.
"I will fight the Primal today and defeat them whether you help me or not."
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