Starting as a Class Five Mutant-Chapter 588

But it didn't stop there—the light was still spreading at an astonishing speed.

"What is this...?"

The Goddess of Death stared in utter shock.

She wasn't the only one. Eternity, Infinity, and Oblivion—the other three Creator Gods—also sensed something incomprehensible.

The very laws of the universe... were changing.

The light spread beyond Asgard.

This indescribable brilliance surged across space at an unfathomable speed. In just a blink, the entire universe was bathed in its glow.

Sensing this phenomenon, Death, the other Creator Gods, and even Galactus—who was floating through space in search of a world to devour—all froze in place.

"What... is this?"

"What exactly has he done?!"

Not just the abstract beings—on New Asgard, Black Panther and the rest were also stunned. Before their eyes, the entire sky had turned into a sea of light.

"What's happening?!"

"What did he do?!"

Forcing themselves to endure the overwhelming light, they instinctively looked back to the source.

Meanwhile, on Earth and across the cosmos, all sentient beings were shocked beyond words.

Even when half the universe's population vanished, or when they were resurrected, it hadn't shaken them as deeply as this light did now.

Then—

A strange, indistinct voice began echoing throughout the universe.

It was like a song... or a chorus of praise from countless beings.

"Light..."

"Master of the eternal radiance..."

"The Creator..."

The words were jumbled, scattered, but clearly reverent.

As people listened in awe, the infinite light suddenly began to fade.

The brilliant universe dimmed... and returned to its quiet, lifeless black.

...

New Asgard.

"He... affected the entire universe?"

The Goddess of Death's tone was more serious than ever.

She could feel that light, heat, and other essential forces of the universe had changed.

There was something new—an unfamiliar will—as though part of the universe now belonged to someone else.

She knew this feeling well.

"This guy..."

Death's hollow face filled with disbelief.

"How did he...?"

"He actually..."

Became a Creator God—an abstract concept itself!

He was now like them—an indispensable part of the universe.

If removed, the cosmos would collapse.

As Death reeled, the dark, lifeless universe suddenly lit up once more—no longer frigid, but now warm and radiant.

Then, the boundless light began to shrink rapidly.

Near New Asgard—

Amid the fading chants of praise, the remaining light gathered and formed a humanoid shape.

It was a being made of light.

Radiating sacred brilliance, its face could not be seen. It was blurred, unreachable—divine.

"...What is that?"

Black Panther and the others were still in a daze.

But Death... understood instantly.

"You... what are you?"

Her hollow eyes stared directly at this sacred being.

At the same time, Eternity, Infinity, and Oblivion all turned their attention here.

Under their gaze, the glowing figure calmly spoke:

"I already told you. I am Light."

The others fell silent.

They remembered—he had said that before.

Back then, they hadn't taken it seriously.

But now? Now they understood.

He was Light.

The embodiment of radiance and warmth.

The positive force of the universe.

They felt it clearly—just as they could sense their own dominion, they now felt his.

And that was what left them all unsettled.

How... did this happen?

How did he suddenly become one of them?

Then Death narrowed her eyes, as if something finally clicked.

"Are you... truly a Creator God from another universe?"

She had scoffed at the idea when the mortals said it earlier.

But now—she could no longer deny it.

A sudden flash of insight struck her.

Muttering to herself, she said:

"Could it be... when your universe was born, there weren't five of you... but six?"

"And the sixth... was you?"

The more she said it, the more certain she became.

And she wasn't alone—Eternity and the others had come to the same conclusion.

It was possible.

In the multiverse, anything was.

Maybe his universe had birthed six abstract entities instead of five.

He was the sixth.

That would explain why he could seamlessly merge with this universe's rules—why he could become a new Creator God here.

In a sense, he was now one of them.

Or rather... he had always been.

For the Creator Gods, relationships between them were often referred to in familial terms.

And now, as the Light and Warmth of the universe—its positive force—this new being was unmistakably their youngest sibling.

With that realization, Death, Eternity, Infinity, and Oblivion all grew quiet.

Even Death, who moments ago was ready to strike, now hesitated.

What was she supposed to do now?

Had this been an ordinary god—violating the natural order, ignoring her domain, recklessly reviving the dead—she would have brought down swift judgment.

She might have punished them cruelly, even toyed with them a little.

But if it was... family?

Then it was different.

Fine. So what if they'd resurrected some gods?

As long as they didn't revive the entire universe, she could turn a blind eye.

Thinking this, her anger began to fade.

And with that—Odin and the resurrected Asgardians vanished from her perception.

She didn't recognize them anyway.

And she didn't care.

But her interest in this new brother only grew.

He had already revived the Aesir and created an entire new Asgard.

What else could he do?

What was his true power?

She wanted to know.

And so did Eternity and the others.

If this new sibling turned out to be weak... they wouldn't do anything about it.

But they certainly wouldn't take him seriously.

Of them all, Galactus was the most excited.

He had long hated being the "weakest" among the cosmic beings—

Now that someone else had joined the circle, maybe he could finally drop that title.

(End of Chapter)

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