Time passed in the endless universes without stopping.
Gore didn't know how long he traveled or how many years passed since he left the alien planet he first arrived on.
He knew what universe he was in now.
The Lord of Mysteries.
A story he didn't know too well from his time as a human. He only recognized his universe due to being discovered by [God Almighty] himself as he devoured other Outer God's sources. Thankfully, even [God Almighty]'s Omniscience was affected by his [Information Weight], forcing Gore's presence to mimic a dead stone.
He was ignored.
But this was a good thing. [God Almighty] was not the truly good God that was taught by the church in his previous life. This was an indifferent, narcissistic, all powerful and all knowing mad god.
He was going on a murder spree, consuming the origins of several other Outer gods. Wiping out their influence completely.
[God Almighty] and [Celestial Worthy] were fighting. Both were consuming other Outer gods in an effort to gain an advantage over the other. The worms of the [Celestial Worthy] stole from [God Almighty], tricked him, and dulled his power.
Their efforts lasted... a long time.
Under the effects of the characteristics aggregation and the madness of this universe, more and more Outer gods were fused with them, absorbed, and wiped out.
The split of one of the great old ones: the [Chaos Child] was a significant event the Gore witnessed himself. In fact... he recorded it as a powerful [reflection] in his Dark Spirit: [Deep Chaos Split Reflection].
[God Almighty] took an interest in [Chaos Child], destroying and splitting its Sefirot in two. He absorbed half of it and the other half became the [Uncertain Mist].
The [Deep Chaos Split Reflection] was a single time use reflection which would replicate a 'historical ritual' in reverse on himself. Just as the Chaos Child was split in 3, so too would 3 others plus himself be joined into something new.
It was this reflection alone that inspired a great goal in Gore.
As more and more outer gods succumbed to the laws of aggregation and the final battle between [God Almighty] and the [Celestial Worthy] approached, Gore plotted a grand goal.
[The Forgotten] would create something that would shock the universe.
...
On a barren planet in the endless universe.
The two pillar gods fought their final battle.
Fates were born and died. Futures erased and rewritten over and over again.
More and more outer gods were pulled in from corners of universes, attracted like gravity towards a swirling vortex.
Stars collapsed. Civilizations died.
The countless universe's trembled as their source shook with collisions.
The fateful world where the two pillar gods collide. A small humanoid figure watched everything from the top of large mountain. It was Gore, [The Forgotten].
In countless corners and crevices of this world, Gore had spread the black-liquid of the Deep Abyss in preparation for a grand reflection ritual. Using the combination of knowledge about the fate of the end of the First Era of the Lord of Mysteries, along side his own ability to reduce the presence of information, he waited for the perfect moment to initiate the [Deep Chaos Split Reflection].
While he waited, a secondary Reflection ritual was continuous effecting the countless Outer gods in the universe. Silently amplifying the aggregation effects that would cause them to be dragged here.
Pieces, characteristics, and parts of the outer gods would occasionally fall through the earth of this fateful land as the two pillars fought. Silently, these pieces would be gathered into [Deep Abyss] living liquid, around the world.
A final step must be taken before he could start the [Deep Chaos Split Reflection] ritual; A large scale infusion of outer god source.
He was waiting for the moment the two pillars collapse.
*Crackle* *Boom*
Gore quickly hid inside the comfort of his own [Deep Territory], his personal dimension, as a powerful dual blow shattered both [The Almighty] and [Celestial Worthy]'s characteristics to pieces. The collision of the two caused nothing less than a 'second big bang', causing ripples even inside the safety of his personal dimension.
A few moments passed as he waited, emerging only when feeling it was safe.
The planet he had been standing on was desolate and dark. Various characteristics were scattered across the land from all sorts of messy outer gods.
Gore felt many hateful gazes from beyond the world barrier. Nearly every single outer god he had ever met in his thousands of years of travel had been plundered by him. He dragged them all into this mess caused by the two pillars. Most of them were still alive, with about 1/3 to 1/2 of their original source remaining.
There must be at least 33 different outer god's characteristics mixed in this mess. Much more than the original 22 pathways mentioned in the Lord of Mysteries novel he had recalled before.
*Hateful cursing and whispering*
The sounds of angry outer gods came from all around him as they expressed their anger in him pulling them all here. Some of them even tried to pollute him directly with their noise, but Gore just turned their 'volume down' with his [Information Weight] uniqueness and ignored them.
*Clap*
Gore clapped his hands excitedly, as he walked across the empty land of this world. Soon, mythological creatures would naturally be born from the pieces left over from the outer gods. But he had other plans.
"[Deep Trace Reflection]" Gore spoke, his voice like a corpse.
A burst of color occurred as the black liquid hidden around the world, surged into him like a twisted river. His body bloated and churned as all the collected materials with all sorts of characteristics were pulled into his body.
He was tapping into the 'cause and effect' of the part of the Dark Soul and Pygmy.
*Crack* *Crack* *Crack*
His body split open 3 times and two other 'selves' walked out from the darkness.
Two women and One man.
Their eyes all burned with flames of different types, in opposition to the Pygmys. Each of them represented a part of the original [First Flame] in the Dark souls world. They were the Light Soul, the Life Soul, the Death Soul, and finally the Dark Soul.
The 3 figures flickered unstably in front of Gore like an illusion. He knew he didn't have much time to use these 'reflections'. These were just patched together from the various characteristics of the outer gods of this universe. It can't possibly be sustained for a long time.
Thankfully, this didn't need to be sustained for a long time. He could finally do what he had planned for.
" [Deep Chaos Split Reflection]!" Gore and his 3 'reflections' said in unison.
*BOOM*
A large scene played overhead of [Chaos Child] being split by the [Almighty].
Where each time the [Chaos Child] was split into and devoured, one of Gore's clones stepped forward and sacrificed themselves. The first was 'Light' Gore, the Light Soul.
He reached into his eyes and tore out the bright golden flames in them.
He was the first kindling.
Next came 'Life' Gore, who tore out his heart. Adding it to the budding 'artificial' Sefirot.
The fire changed from pure golden flames, to a golden red.
Next came, 'Death' Gore, who tore out the fire on his tongue. The flames added a dark blue to its color, changing it to a purple-gold.
Finally, it came turn for Gore himself. But he wanted to say something to all the curious outer gods watching beyond the curtain.
He looked up at them all calmly. A small humanoid figure stared into the face of more than 10 outer gods directly. He looked like a spec of dust compared to them.
*Hateful cursing*
"All of you know of me. I am the 'weakest'. I am [the forgotten] you all barely count as comparable to yourselves."
*Hateful cursing*
"But look at you all now."
*Hateful cursing*
"Have any of you ever been able to do something worthwhile? Are you all willing to accept the madness of your lives?"
*Hateful cursing*
"Outer gods... you all don't deserve to be called gods."
*Hateful cursing*
"You care about little more than power and survival. It's no different than the small civilizations of creatures who worship you."
*Hateful cursing!!*
"I want to be more than that. I refuse to be considered the same as you all!!"
*Mocking voices*
"Witness my work!"
Then, Gore thrust his entire self directly into the 'Fire' Sefirot.
From that moment, it seemed as if the world itself froze. The outer gods stopped speaking and the land was dead silent as the illusionary 'Fire' flickered out of existence.
Until suddenly, it came back fully real.
*Crackle!*
Something like a thunderclap, sounded throughout all the universes.
An unstable Sefirot was created this day with abilities unlike any other. It directly linked to the 'source' which forms all characteristics. It burned silently on this desolate planet without anyone to witness it's glory. It was warm and bright.