The Journey Beyond The Absolute
Heavens Downfall?
With a chilling stare that could freeze the very fabric of reality, I announce, "Its time for my revenge." With that thought anchored in my mind, I launch myself into the cosmos, ascending into the vast expanse of space where all dimensions intertwine, and the nebulous beauty of the heavens unfolds before my very eyes.
As I approach the celestial realm, I behold a breathtaking panorama of ethereal landscapes illuminated by opalescent light. The heavens brim with vibrant colors, swirling clouds of stardust, and celestial bodies that shimmer like jewels scattered across a velvet canvas. The divine inhabitants of this realm gods and angels alike appear resplendent in their glory. The gods exhibit an intimidating presence, their forms radiating power and wisdom, clad in robes woven from the very essence of the universe. Meanwhile, angels, gentle yet formidable, glide gracefully with wings that sparkle like the night sky, their eyes reflecting the tranquility of creation itself.
As I touch down amidst these divine beings, my voice brims with palpable anger, a storm brewing within me. "How could you stand idly by and do nothing while injustice unfolded below?" My words echo in the majestic silence of heaven as I slowly descend to the sacred ground of The Prime Totality.
The Prime Totality is a concept that eludes comprehension. It transcends all notions of existence and impossibility, functioning as the ultimate container that encompasses everything and nothing a paradox unto itself, all realities are treated as mere fiction, and the transcendent nature of this realm overshadows every fabric of belief. It remains unaffected by the constraints of narrative and time, ruling over all dimensions, both within and beyond the confines of fictitious existence. Every conceivable concept pales in comparison to The Prime Totality, as it rises above each one, enshrined in a hierarchy where every Prime outstrips the other by an Absolute infinite number margin and contains The Absolute Container.
Amidst this divine splendor, a figure steps forward, adorned in an outfit that radiates a pristine, godly aura. With a devilish grin, he states, "Ah, their deaths were unfortunate, but really, does it matter? You shouldve seen the spectacle who did it was quite the show." His nonchalant demeanor as he shrugs off the tragedy sends shock waves through me.
Barely containing the tempest of my fury, I retort, "So you know their killer! Tell me who it is. How could you stand there, unmoved? You are nothing but heartless!" My fists clench as I speak, the raw power of my indignation palpable.
Another figure beside him continues, an air of contempt surrounding him. "Are you finished whining yet? Their deaths dont concern us," he replies dismissively, exacerbating the fire within me.
My eyes blaze with rage, and in that moment, I realize the course of action I must take. Every fiber of my being screams for vengeance, urging me to eliminate these celestial beings right here and now.
The figure, still smirking, declares, "Foolish boy! Perhaps you need to learn a lesson!" He advances toward me, taunting my resolve.
In an instant, I surge forward, propelled by the fire of reckoning, and stab through him with fierce determination.
"Now, now," he chuckles, unfazed by my assault, "dont tell me you thought it would be that easy."
A chilling unease washes over me as I inquire darkly, "How are you still standing?"
He maintains his grin, responding with confidence, "Because I manipulate and control all absolute certainty. I have the power to alter any outcome even my death."
Suddenly, I find a sinister laugh escaping my lips, each word creeping closer to madness. "Then I will simply become the impossible force that obliterates your certainty!" In a swift motion, I grab him by the throat and hurl him through an infinite cascade of absolute containers, seemingly without end.
"Is this all youve got?" he quips, brushing off my attack, rewriting not only the damage inflicted upon him but also twisting the very nature of my own demise into an absolute.
"Not bad at all," I manage through labored breaths, blood bubbling forth from my lips as I clutch my heart, the rhythm of life slipping away from me.
"Welcome to your absolute death," he grins, the malicious satisfaction evident in his voice.
"Well played…" I murmur darkly, succumbing to the void as blackness envelops my vision.
In that profound darkness, a familiar presence emerges, clearer now than before. "You look like you need some help allow me to give you some more power for five percent of your soul again," Azaor offers, urgency threading his tone.
"Ah, youre plotting something once more. But if its the only way to survive..." My resolve solidifies as I reach out my hand.
With a sly smile, Azaor grips my hand. "Pleasure doing business with you."
The battle reawakens.
In an instant, an even darker light radiates from the heavens, surrounding us. My hair transforms from white to an ominous hue, slightly darker than before. My eyes gleam with a fierce white light, pupils suddenly tinged with abyssal black. My cloak melds into a magnificent tapestry of black and white, each shade encompassing my very essence. An awe inspiring aura swirls around me, vast and majestic, as I chuckle darkly, "You have forced my evolution this is my Absolute Pinnacle. I shall call this form Max Absolute Pinnacle. Now it is my time to strike."
Archon Seraxis, the God of Certainty, watches in shock, his realization dawning. "How is this possible? I should have sealed your fate! My certainty of death was meant to be absolute!"
I grin, morbid satisfaction creeping across my features. "Yes, I died to absolute death, but I ventured beyond the confines of that concept. Now, it is my turn!" With that, I unleash a devastating punch aimed squarely at Seraxiss face, obliterating an beyond infinite number of Prime Totalities in the process.
His expression shifts from surprise to determination. "You deserve to know my name call me Archon Seraxis, The Absolute God of Certainty." He lunges at me, a powerful punch targeting my gut, shattering through a beyond infinite Prime Totalities, before he gets sent back himself.
"Nice try!" I respond, my voice a calm storm as I absorb the impact, standing resolute against the onslaught, untouched by his futile efforts.
Archon Seraxis felt a sudden rush of disbelief wash over him as his eyes widened in sheer shock. "How is it that youre not injured?" he exclaimed incredulously. "With the sheer force of my strength, you should at the very least be hurt or incapacitated!"
My lips curled into a dark, knowing grin as I replied, "Its quite simple, actually. Rooted in sheer determination, I pushed through the pain, refusing to allow myself to succumb to any injuries. I recalled the wisdom of a woman I once encountered she spoke of the profound significance of willpower in this world. What it boils down to is that the greater ones willpower, the stronger they become. Thats precisely how I was able to elevate my willpower to levels that exceeded yours. This battle is over for you now."
Archon Seraxiss expression contorted into further disbelief as he stammered, "This is impossible! Your willpower theres no way it could have surpassed mine in such a short timeframe! If youve attained this kind of power so quickly, the implications for the future are terrifying!"
I leaned forward, my tone dripping with foreboding. "Exactly. I embody the impossible. Now prepare to bid farewell to your hopes." As I raised my hands high into the air, a massive sphere of pulsating dark energy began to coalesce in my palms, radiating with a terrifying force that encapsulated every aspect of The Prime Totality. "This is your end."
Archon Seraxiss eyes could hardly expand wider as a look of pure panic emerged on his face. "This cannot be...! Its far too massive! Theres no conceivable way youve become this strong merely from our skirmish!"
I chuckled darkly, savoring the moment. "Lets just say that every time I face defeat, I return stronger than I ever was before. Now, behold the overwhelming harmony of my power combined with Azaors!"
A visible flash of realization struck Archon Seraxis as he gasped, "Wait, did you just mention Azaor? The God of Absolute? But why would a deity of his caliber choose to aid you? It makes no sense!"
I found satisfaction in his confusion, insisting darkly, "So Azaor, God Of Absolute is his true name, is it? Enlighten me, what do you know about him?"
With an air of honesty, Archon Seraxis replied, "I swear, I possess no knowledge about his origins. All I know is that his name alone heralds destruction and the end of all things."
A sinister grin spread across my face. "Youve provided me with exactly what I needed, so thanks for your cooperation. Ill make my inquiries elsewhere. Now, say your prayers." With that, I hurled the colossal ball of dark energy directly at Archon Seraxis.
"You truly are an extraordinary being!" he exclaimed in utter disbelief as he felt the weight of the attack envelop him, realizing with dread that everything about him his existence was about to be obliterated.
Suddenly, a voice cut through the chaos with a chilling grin. "Oh, but hes merely the weakest god here."
Turning toward the voice, I retorted darkly, "I can feel it you are the strongest entity present!" As I shifted my gaze to the being who had spoken, I noticed an overwhelming presence radiating from him.
The figure smirked and proclaimed confidently, "Indeed, I am Aevoryn, The Absolute God of Superiority."
My heart raced as I replied, "Ah, so now I have found my true target." As I drew back my fist and struck with overwhelming speed so fast that even time itself seemed to skew I focused all my power to demolish an unfathomably vast number of Prime Totalities in my wake.
Aevoryn merely chuckled, unfazed by my attack. "Too slow!" he declared, effortlessly catching my punch with but a single finger. In the blink of an eye, he retaliated with a spinning kick aimed directly at my gut, the impact annihilating a beyond infinite number of Prime Totalities in one fluid motion.
I felt my eyes widen in shock as I instinctively acknowledged the strength of my opponent. "Youre impressively tough! The fact that you can actually inflict harm upon me means this will be a challenging battle." Clutching my now bleeding gut, I was flung back through the air, akin to a rag doll caught in a tempest, only to regain my footing by twirling my body and landing deftly on solid ground.
With a confident grin, Aevoryn taunted, "Cant keep up, are we?"
"No, not at all," I replied darkly, my body already beginning the process of regeneration as I mended my bleeding wound.
Aevoryn chuckled malevolently. "Do you actually believe I would grant you that kind of reprieve?" With the swift motion of a seasoned warrior, he launched a powerful punch aimed squarely at my face, tearing through an beyond infinite vast number of Prime Totalities as he struck.
"I am far from finished," I insisted grimly, retaliating with a punch of my own, even as I was sent spiraling back through another beyond infinite number of Prime Totalities from the sheer force of his blow.
"Not bad at all," Aevoryn acknowledged, as he too was propelled backward into the vast nothingness of beyond infinite number of destroyed Prime Totalitys.
I regarded him with keener focus now, noting, "It seems we are evenly matched, but I must understand what underpins your prodigious strength."
He grinned, clearly relishing the moment. "I hold dominion over all absolute superiority itself. I possess the ability to rewrite any outcome to my liking. And become superior to any outcome whenever I want.
Nodding slowly, I realized the truth. "I see now the key lies in transcending superiority itself. Come, let your punches empower me further!"
"Very well, then!" Aevoryn declared. He unleashed a devastating roundhouse kick directed at my midsection, obliterating an beyond infinite expanse of Prime Totalities in the process.
Yet, in that instant, I felt a rush of newfound understanding. "Thanks to you, Ive finally reached it," I proclaimed. With casual defiance, I caught his kick with just a single finger, my eyes darkening to pitch black as my pupils underwent a transformation to vivid yellow. My cloak transformed into a shade of pure black, my pants resonating with that same inky hue, as a magnificent aura of black and gold enveloped me in a powerful embrace.
Aevoryns eyes grew wide, filled with shock and disbelief. "This shouldnt be possible! You appear to have returned to your original form, yet your eyes and energy signify that something has indeed changed!" he exclaimed, recognizing the gravity of my transformation.
A sinister grin spreads across my face as I acknowledge the truth of my newfound power. "Thats right," I say, my voice dripping with dark satisfaction. "Thanks to you, I have evolved into something even greater than before. I shall name this state of being The True Absolute Pinnacle."
Aevoryn, my formidable opponent, also grins, a hint of competitiveness dancing in his eyes. "Lets see just how strong you truly are now," he declares, launching himself at me with a fierce drop kick aimed squarely at my knees. The force of his attack reverberates through the fabric of existence, obliterating an beyond infinite number of Prime Totalities, each one representing a universes worth of potential.
I tilt my head slightly, a dark chuckle escaping my lips as I respond, "Is that all youve got?" With a deliberate calculation, I brace myself against the impact, feeling his attack wash over me like water off a ducks back, completely unaffected. Now its my turn. With a swift motion, I unleash a punch directed straight at his face, a blow powerful enough to annihilate an absolute infinite number of Prime Totalities.
Aevoryns eyes widen in disbelief as he realizes the magnitude of my power. The force of my punch crashes down on him, and he feels the sickening crunch of his bones shattering upon impact. Blood erupts from his mouth as he lands hard against the ground, defeated.
Leaning down, I fix him with a piercing stare and say darkly, "If you tell me who was responsible for their deaths, I might just let you go right now." The weight of my words hangs heavily in the air, laden with the promise of mercy.
Aevoryns grin returns, defiant even in his weakened state. "Youll have to kill me to extract that information first," he taunts, his eyes glinting with a stubborn resolve.
With a chilling calmness, I inquire, "Any last words?" The moment hangs in the balance, anticipation crackling in the air.
"Go to hell," he snaps back defiantly, his voice a final act of rebellion.
With a flick of my finger, I dismantle him, sending him bursting into a thousand tiny pieces, a dark explosion of blood and flesh painting the ground where he once stood. I survey the battlefield, my gaze sweeping over the remaining gods and angels, and declare darkly, "You will tell me what I want to know, and if you cooperate, perhaps I will let you go. So, whos next?"
The pantheon of gods and angels responds with a cacophony of shouts, their voices thick with bravado. "We outnumber you!" they cry out. "What makes you think you can threaten us? You should reconsider your situation!" Their confidence is rooted in the conviction that their numbers are beyond limitless, extending into the infinite and beyond.
I smirk darkly, confidence oozing from every word as I reply, "I believe youve misunderstood something fundamental." A ripple of curiosity spreads among them.
"What do you mean?" they question in unison, exchanging wary glances amongst themselves before looking back at me, uncertainty creeping into their once bold demeanor.
With ominous conviction, I continue, "Im the one whos in control here. You might have countless numbers, but there is only one number of me, enough for you. You will need more than mere numbers to faze me."
The atmosphere shifts the tense air becomes electric. The gods and angels exchange a look of realization. "He just underestimated us. Dont let him leave alive!" they rally, charging towards me as a united front.
"Come at me then!" I invite, planting my feet firmly and preparing my fist for the impending clash.
All of the gods and angels cry out in unison, "Die!" They launch themselves at me, throwing punches with fervor and determination.
"Your funeral," I remark coolly, flipping effortlessly over them like a leaf caught in the wind, executing a fluid motion as I sever one of their head clean off. This angel, in its fleeting moment of arrogance, fails to realize its own fatality its severed head tumbles to the ground, blood gushing like a crimson fountain from the neck where its head once sat.
Enraged, another angel shouts, "How dare you!" before throwing a punch that reverberates through a infinite number of Prime Totalities, a force capable of shattering Prime Totalitys.
"Oh, interesting," I observe, effortlessly capturing its punch with the tip of a single finger. With a swift and decisive motion, I grip its back, spinning the angel around in a frenzy, my strength cutting through it with ease as I form a massive puddle of blood that gushes forth, splattering across my face.
"You wont get away with this!" bellows yet another angel, launching an arrow at my head with such velocity that it seems to defy logic itself.
"Not bad, but you lack the necessary power," I respond dismissively, catching the arrow mid flight. "Let me show you how to truly throw an arrow." In a swift motion, before the angel can even process my intentions, I create a gaping hole in its head, blood pouring forth as the life drains from its eyes, and it collapses, lifeless.
Another god of absolute death, furious and desperate, shouts alongside an angel, "Do you not see the destruction you are causing? Your friends wouldnt want this for you!" They hurl punches at me, their strength futile as I remain unfazed.
I respond darkly, my voice low and seething with righteous anger, "Do not pretend to understand me. You cannot begin to fathom the depths of my fury towards heaven." With that, I clench my fist tightly and drive it forcefully through the angels chest.
The angel gasps, blood spilling from its lips as it murmurs, "You monster…"
"Good," I reply coldly, stepping back as it crumples to the ground, lifeless. "Its preferable to be a monster than to wallow in weakness. I refuse to be one of them."
The God of Absolute Death, seething with rage, screams, "Die!" unleashing his power of absolute death, a force explained to kill anything and everything without regard to hierarchy or plane of existence. But to his bewilderment, I merely scoff at his efforts.
"Did you truly think that such a meager thing as absolute death could eliminate me? Oh, please. I have risen far beyond such trivialities." My voice drips with mocking confidence. "Death has no hold over me anymore." I press my hand through his gut, a torrent of blood erupting as I pull away, leaving him to fall, lifeless and dead on the ground.
As I survey the battlefield, another angel, her eyes blazing with fury, takes aim and shouts, "You monster! I will kill you!" She unleashes a spear aimed straight for my face, a projectile capable of decimating beyond an infinite number of Prime Totalities.
"Too weak," I reply nonchalantly, catching the spear in one hand with ease. Gripping her neck with the other, I prepare to show her just how futile her defiance truly is.
The angel before me manages to voice the raw terror etched in her features, her wide eyes silently pleading, "What are you?" Theres an agonizing weight hanging in the air, a sensation that clings to her like a shroud, as she feels her lifespan ebbing away, with each passing moment costing her dearly.
With a chilling and sinister grin curling on my lips, I lean in closer, lowering my voice to a menacing whisper that sends shivers down her spine, "An Absolute Pinnacle."
Her beautiful, radiant eyes widen to an almost impossible degree, filled to the brim with primal fear as she stammers, "Sstay aaway!" The terror taking root within her is palpable, vibrating in the air between us.
I press the matter fiercely, my tone dripping with dark intensity. "Tell me what I want to know, and Ill let you go. Who killed Kael Ryn and Lucien Morvane? Now!" The urgency in my voice rings with the desperation of someone who has been pushed to the edge.
The angel struggles to articulate her thoughts, her breath shallow and ragged as desperation for her life overtakes her. Finally, almost as if it pains her to say the names, she mutters, "LLyra… Vvael…"
Shock slams into me like a physical blow, and I can hardly process her words. "Theres no way youre telling the truth! Youre lying! She would never do something so treacherous!" I cant help but feel a storm of disbelief surging inside me, crashing against the walls of my mind.
The angels struggle intensifies her breathing quickens, and she gasps out her defense, "Im… telling the truth… you have to believe me…" Each word is labored, as if speaking it could cost her everything.
In a whirlwind of emotions, I release her with a forceful shove, allowing the overwhelming sorrow to engulf me entirely. I break down into tears, my heart filled with the weight of betrayal. "Why? Why did she do this? Did our bond mean nothing to her at all?" I clutch my chest, feeling an agonizing ache that resonates through my very soul, wondering how someone I trusted could turn their back on me. A bitter laugh escapes my lips, shaky and broken "Hahaha… It cant be true! Someone must be controlling her! Theres no chance she would ever act willingly against me." But amidst the chaos of ache and confusion, something fierce begins to stir within me. I clench my fist tightly, feeling the pulse of rage ignite deep down. "So, this is my rage!" I bellow, my voice echoing through the void. "Heaven, your time is up! You and your precious gods and angels, you never do anything! I have had it!"
I gather every ounce of dark energy I can muster, forming a massive ball of pure darkness that encapsulates the every single number of Prime Totalities.
The eyes of the gods and angels widen in astonishment their expressions reflect disbelief. "Hes too strong!" they whisper in collective shock.
With an unyielding determination, I taunt, "Eat this!" and with that, I hurl the colossal orb downwards with all my might.
A beyond infinite number of angels and gods scramble to push it back, their combined force a desperate flicker of hope against the overwhelming darkness. But their efforts are in vain. A deity of Absolute Time raises their voice, commanding, "Stop time!" And time halts as if held in a vice grip yet, the dark ball continues to surge forward, shattering the very fabric of the halted reality.
The God of Absolute Time shouts in disbelief, "Impossible!" Then, realizing the futility of it all, he cries, "Time reverse!" The concept of time begins to unwind, rolling back into itself.
I smirk, speaking with the same chilling fervor, "My ball of dark energy ignores all concepts. Its over for you!" The massive construct breaks through the barrier of reversed time, plummeting closer to the ground.
In unison, every single god and angel cry out in terror, "Stop that ball!" A vast and beyond infinite array of divine beings join together in a final, desperate effort, attempting to push the orb back. Their combined strength is monumental, but it ultimately proves insufficient against the overwhelming force of my wrath. One by one, they afalter, pushed back and overwhelmed, their hope dissipating like smoke in the wind.
"Its over!" I declare darkly as the ball collides with the ground, erupting into a cataclysmic explosion that obliterates every single aspect of Prime Totalities and heaven itself, leaving nothing but silence in the wake of annihilation.
As the dust settles, I turn my attention to the next matter at hand. "Next is… saving Lyra Vael." With resolve flooding my being, I soar through the remnants of what was once heaven and the Absolute Totalities, staring out at the desolate expanse that lies before me, an emptiness reflecting my broken heart as I prepare for whats to come.
To be continued...