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God-King: A Tale of Infinity

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Power—it’s a strange thing, isn’t it? For some, it offers escape from worldly restraints; for others, it becomes the source of their undoing. In a realm brimming with mystical forces beyond mortal comprehension, power isn’t just influence—it’s survival. A god of infinite might, cast down from a distant multiverse, finds himself in a world on the brink of transformation. This realm—once stable—is now shifting, echoing the chaos of the god’s former universe, corrupted long ago by an unknown system that rewrote reality itself. At the heart of this unraveling world lives a boy. He dreams beyond the laws of his realm, unaware of his ancient lineage. As the system stirs once more, the god takes on a new role—not ruler, but teacher. He must guide his successor through a collapsing world, preparing him to face the same forces that once shattered his own. Perhaps the god will rise again. But this time, he will not rise to reclaim power—he will rise to pass it on. But in Altera, power demands more than potential—it demands sacrifice. As the system awakens and the realm begins to fracture, will teacher and student endure... or be claimed by fate itself? note- my guys this is my first novel so shower me in that constructive criticism, I really want to make a good story for you all, and those who want to be in for a ride just know it's our story to make.
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Chapter 1 - [ERROR]: ORDER NOT FOUND

"ALICE, YOU MONGREL!''

A being of unparalleled power lays pitifully in his own blood, the blinding, shifting colors of the void reaching out, reveling in the potent golden liquid.

'Click Click Click'.

A woman cloaked in the same shifting hues that were tearing him apart walks up with a smile on her face. Her eyes were deep and alluring, yet the changing colors hinted at something less than mortal. Her hand reaches for his bloodied face, her face squinted, the shifting hues around her dimming with a sorrow that bled into the void. As he pulled away, her hand hovered lost, like a prayer unanswered. 

"Darling, my sweet husband don't say that; I did this for us after all"

Her smile returns as she pulls the man into her embrace. The colors pull away allowing the being to finally breathe without pain. Her hand hovers again, seeking his face with unnatural tenderness, leaving the being no way to escape. His struggling movements become the only sound in this void. She pushes him away as she stands back up.

"I was doing this for you Orion, for..."

A wave of energy erupts, silencing her words. Orion rises—his wounds knitting together with unnatural speed, celestial runes blazing across his skin like divine fury incarnate.

"YOU TOOK EVERTHING FROM ME"

His roar fills the void; his arms spreading as if to make a point.

"THIS WAS MY HOME, OUR HOME; AND YET YOU SIDED WITH THE ꋖꁝꑀ ꊯꊿꌅꁅꊿꋖꋖꑀꃔ "

The tremble in his voice made Alice step back, her hollow smile faltered, replaced by something almost human—fear. his body ripping itself apart from the chaos brewing from the loss of order. Once a god of order, now reduced to a shattered husk. His body limping towards hers with unrelenting hatred. Yet she simply turns around and walks away.

"YOU HEAR ME ALICE, I WILL RETURN AND YOU WON'T HAVE YOUR PETTY TRICKS TO SAVE YOU THIS TIME, I PROMISE I WILL KILL YOU!"

The once docile colors then begin to swarm him once again, devouring the very essence of his soul, working in a gruesome unison with his body's own destruction.

'Click Click Click'.

She walks away, each step heavier than the last. her words dying before they form, her tears shimmer like dying stars—silent apologies he'll never hear. She doesn't look back. But if she did, she might've seen the god she once loved, broken not by her betrayal, but by the hope that she'd never truly left him.

Orion lays in his own blood as his final breath grows near, Hatred burned in his eyes, but beneath it a hollow ache formed of what could never be again. With the last of his strength, he screams toward the path where she vanished

"I ORION, GOD OF ORDER, WILL RETURN"

and what was supposed to be the end of the story changed into something much more, death would not claim him. Not yet. The void itself recoiled as something ancient stirred—something watching.

-E̵̷̡̨̜̣̣̺̘̖̼͖̦̹͕̤ͨ̐̂ͧ͋ͭͦ̋ͬͨ͑͐̓̓̽͡_̲̘̗̔ͪ͗̚͡Ŗ̷̠̜̺͖̜̞̰̳̌́ͫ̑͢͡R͈̲ͯ̃O̖̐_̸̪̘̲̞͔͈̔͌͊͢R—

**[SYSTEM ERROR: ENTITY NOT FOUND] **

**[RECALIBRATING OMNIVERSE SECTOR R-2099] **

-transporting user to omniverse sector R-2099-

-Enjoy the service user-

The void collapses into a suffocating silence as the ꋖꁝꑀ ꊯꊿꌅꁅꊿꋖꋖꑀꃔ tears through reality, not with sound, but with a pressure that bends existence itself. It arrives to claim its prize, only to find the space where Orion once lay... empty. The panels around it flicker violently, as if recoiling from its fury. Something ancient and unspeakable begins to stir within the entity, a hunger denied. The void does not echo... it screams.

 The entity spoke in a tongue older than stars; its words etched into the panels of reality itself.

"ꂵꐔ ꋖꌅꊿꉣꁝꐔ"

It gazes down upon the infinite panels surrounding it; each one a fractured shard of reality, pulsing with forgotten screams and the flicker of dying stars. The vast mosaic stretches beyond comprehension, yet something within it stirs... cities breathing, skies weeping, hearts still beating. And as its gaze lingers, the panels seem to tremble, as if the worlds within know they are being watched.

"꒐ꋖꈜ ꊿꃔ꒒ꐔ ꁲ ꂵꁲꋖꋖꑀꌅ ꊿꊯ ꋖ꒐ꂵꑀ ꂵꐔ ꒒꒐ꋖꋖ꒒ꑀ ꁅꊿꀷ''