"Did you just say Saaruk?" Deemo muttered in a somewhat surprised voice.
Then, he burst out laughing, "Saaruk is a compulsive liar. Everything he says has to be taken with a grain of salt."
Yuan raised his eyebrows at this new information and asked, "Isn’t he a powerful Eternal? Even Shiva said Saaruk was one of the more powerful Eternals."
"Shiva... I haven’t heard that name in a long time," Deemo murmured, a hint of nostalgia in his tone.
"Anyway, Shiva’s information is probably outdated, as she was sealed away ages ago. Saaruk was indeed quite strong once, but he’s grown lazy and has long since been surpassed by many others."
"Is that so..." Yuan fell silent, unsure what to think about this information.
"You..." Deemo suddenly started talking, but abruptly halted, as if he was hesitant on something.
Eventually, he continued, "How would you like to become my subject—"
"I refuse." Yuan rejected Deemo before he could even finish his sentence.
"Let me finish," Deemo said in an annoyed tone. "If you become my subject and allow me to experiment on you, I will help you complete your Eternal Constitution, and I am even willing to be your backing, so no Eternal will dare to mess with you."
"I refuse," Yuan rejected again without an ounce of hesitation in his voice.
"I want to hear your reasoning," Deemo demanded.
"It’s quite simple, really. I don’t want to serve anyone, especially not someone who experimented on an entire world, treating human lives as nothing more than sacrificial lambs."
Even though Yuan knew that his refusal could offend Deemo and potentially get himself killed, his voice was as calm as a still pond and without an ounce of fear.
Deemo fell silent to ponder again, as he was reluctant to give up on someone as valuable as Yuan.
"No matter what you offer me, I will not become your experiment," Yuan realized what Deemo was trying to do and said aloud.
"Fine, I won’t experiment on you, nor am I asking you to become my subject for real. Instead, I want you to become my subject in name and participate in a certain event for me," Deemo said.
"What?" Yuan raised his eyebrows, looking bewildered.
"In return, I will owe you a favor," Deemo continued.
"Wait a second. I don’t understand what you want from me. What do you want me to participate in? And why must I be your subject?" Yuan asked.
"Allow me to elaborate."
Deemo pointed a finger at Yuan, pouring images and information directly into his mind.
"This all began many years ago... We Eternals, with nothing to do but cultivate and bored out of our minds, decided to create something to ease that boredom," Deemo began.
"That was when we chose to create our own worlds and humans, nurturing them just to see what would happen. As time passed, more and more Eternals joined the game, each crafting their own world. Eventually, it turned competitive, everyone claiming their world and their humans were superior to the rest."
"To prove their humans were superior, the Eternals made them fight, and thus began what we call the Eternals’ Reckoning—"
"Wait, wait, wait!" Yuan suddenly shouted with a bewildered look on his face.
"What do you mean Eternals created humans and are making them fight each other?!"
"Does this mean there are other worlds out there with humans besides the Nine Heavens and the Demonic Realm?!"

"Wait... then what about me? What about the humans in the Nine Heavens? Are we also clones?"
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