[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-global-gods-skill-resonance-awakened":3,"chapter-global-gods-skill-resonance-awakened-global-gods-skill-resonance-awakened-chapter-260":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Global Gods : Skill-Resonance Awakened",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1201328,1549,"Chapter 260: Ch 260 : The Failed Blessing","global-gods-skill-resonance-awakened-chapter-260",260,"\u003Cp>The River of Time was an images of events, a river of cause and effect that roared with the voices of infinite histories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny floated above it, a lone figure moving against the crushing current of existence. Every step he took sent a tremor through the River of Time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked past the rise and fall of civilizations, past the creation of universes and the birth of nebulas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This is the limit,’ Sunny realized, his brow furrowing beneath his mask. He had reached one billion year back in past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resistance of the River was now a wall. His infinite mana generation was keeping him rooted here, but moving further with mana was just not feasible, because it was draining much faster than it was being generated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He switched his energy sources. He opened the floodgates of his reserves, pouring trillions of Faith points into his Time Affinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resistance vanished. He shot backward, accelerating through the billions years like a comet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One billion years became two. Two became three. The numbers lost meaning. The multiverses around him began to decrease in numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hovered at a specific coordinate, a place that, in his own time, was occupied by the Multiverse of Arcana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But here, there was nothing. No stars. No cards. No gods. Just the silent, expectant darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" Sunny murmured, his God’s Eye scanning the nothingness. \"This is the moment before the first card was drawn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped down from the banks of the River, immersing himself in the memory of the reality that was about to be born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited for a while and then, the fabric of the reality cracked and the shallow void became visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that was not the end, the shallow void teared too, but the other side of this new fissure wasn’t visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny held his breath. From this fissure, something emerged. It was a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was colossal, large enough to cradle a galaxy in its palm, yet it moved with a delicate, feminine grace that belied its size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not made of flesh. It was woven from the same fabric as the cosmos; swirling nebulas, starlight, universes and deep darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny looked down at his own robe, at the shifting galaxies like pattern woven into its threads. Then he looked back at the hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The texture... they were identical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is this a coincidence?’ a shiver ran down his spine. ’Or was I influenced? Did I fashion my own image after... Her?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cosmic Hand moved. It closed into a fist, compressing the energies caught within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it opened a millisecond later, a single object floated above its palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a simple, rectangular construct, yet it radiated a complexity that made Sunny’s SSS-Grade senses reel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the card was a single word: ’GOD’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hand snapped its fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The card dissolved, morphing and expanding. It took on the shape of a man. He floated in the void, naked and unconscious, his long hair drifting in the ethereal wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny stared. The resemblance was uncanny. The sharp jawline, the slender build, the aura of fortune... this newborn God was the spitting image of Merlin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’So it is true,’ Sunny thought, his hypothesis has been true afterall, ’Merlin is the reincarnation’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cosmic Hand shrank, condensing its infinite size until it was human-scale. It reached out, extending a single finger, and gently touched the forehead of the newborn God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dot of light from the Hand’s fingertip detached and sank into the God’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An aura sorrounded the God of Cards, and from this aura began the formation of a multiverse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The multiverse of Arcana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So the multiverses are created like this\" Sunny gasped, his mind racing to comprehend the scale. \"Is this Lady Sansa? Is this the Mother Void?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creation was finished. The newborn God drifted away, destined to wake up and build his empire of cards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Hand did not vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, it turned. It rotated in the space, and although it had no eyes, Sunny felt a gaze land upon him. A gaze that transcended time, memory, and reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It floated toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny tried to retreat. He willed his body to move, to step out of the River of Time. But he was frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was held by a presence that made his own SSS-Grade power feel like a candle before a bright star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hand stopped right in front of his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny braced himself for what was about to come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead all the scenario he had imagined, something unexpected happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hand reached out. It was gentle and tender. It caressed his masked cheek, its touch passing through the defenses as if they didn’t exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It ruffled his white hair, a gesture of affection. It was the touch of a mother showing her affection to her child, telling him that she was proud of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the Hand pulled back. It extended its index finger, just as it had done for the God of Cards. It moved toward Sunny’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny’s heart hammered against his ribs. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak. He could only watch as the finger approached, glowing with a light that promised untold power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Another SSS-Grade talent?’ The thought flashed through his mind, a spark of greedy hope. ’Another divine blessing from the mother Void herself?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The finger touched his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny waited for the explosion of knowledge. He waited for the surge of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The finger pressed against his mask, but the light did not transfer. The dot of power did not detach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if... it couldn’t. It was as if there was a wall, a barrier that blocked the transmission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hand pulled back, hesitating. It seemed... confused. It tried again, touching his forehead, but again, the blessing failed to take root.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It floated there for a few seconds, a silent question hanging in the void. Then, seemingly realizing something, it ruffled Sunny’s white hairs once again and slowly withdrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It faded back into the crack in reality, and the void sealed itself shut, leaving Sunny alone in the empty darkness of the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What... what was she doing?\" Sunny whispered, his voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He touched his forehead. He understood the caress. He understood the affection. But the failed blessing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced to find the answer. And then, a realization hit him, a thought so shattering it nearly brought him to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hierarchy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it... because I copied the talent?\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had copied Adam’s First-Born talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The talent placed him at the very apex of the cosmic order, second only to the Void Master himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it because I am... above her?\" Sunny choked out the words. \"Am I now too high in the hierarchy to receive a blessing from a Void Beast, even a Royal one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization was a bitter, ironic poison. He had sought the First-Born talent to secure his power, to protect himself, to rule his empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in doing so, he had inadvertently walled himself off from the gifts of his own ’Mother.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had climbed so high that even she could no longer reach down to help him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had known... if he had just waited... he could have come here first. He could have received the blessing before copying Adam’s authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But time could not be rewritten in that way. The choice was made. The crown was on his head, heavy and permanent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunny looked at the empty spot where the Hand had been. He felt stronger than ever, and yet, for the first time in his life, he felt a sense of loss.\u003C\u002Fp>",1288,"2026-06-03T13:55:08.406Z",1,"novelbin.me","53663ad0aa081b54ab93ff8977285435115842b3f06b0f169bd5d2ce7f453f1f","global-gods-skill-resonance-awakened-chapter-320","global-gods-skill-resonance-awakened-chapter-319",393,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-gods-skill-resonance-awakened-cover.jpg"]