Number 8 needs to divide its soul into countless parts, thereby causing an undead apocalypse across the cosmos, so a tenth of its soul during its prime already occupies nearly half of its current power.
And these powers are thus lost in vain!
Damn it, damn it!
This is all a conspiracy, all traps set by Number 13 to kill me, and I really jumped into it!
But fortunately, although I have suffered great losses, the majority of my power has not been contaminated by the void.
By creating an undead apocalypse with the mark of eternal servitude, it has instilled its avatars throughout the cosmos, therefore when it comes to soul division, I am the most skilled!
So, despite the great danger, I still survived, at most I'll be weakened for a few thousand years, which, to me, can be considered an acceptable loss...
However...
