Yuki stayed in his little black space as he couldn't care much about what happens. The Cataclysmic events had ended while the Origin of Destruction had escaped.
It is left roaming through across reality while causing destruction to all.
It was just a depressing space of nothing. No time. No space. No direction. Nothing. It was all nothing, but nothingness.
It was never an existing dimension that people could enter after death, but a dimension that only Yuki could access if killed. It was like a way of sealing somebody.
In the Akashic Records Library–an all-encompassing, omnipresent location within the Sea of the Cosmos–had records of all realities. A letter fell out from a book from the cosmos section of the library.
The letter read:
Worlds are complex as well as the entire cosmos. Places that shouldn't be explored and entities that are beyond ideas of human imagination.
The Universes are the Outer Layers of the main universe within a singular bubble known as the Multiverse.
Timelines are known as the World Lines, and these World Lines, in my perspective, can be seen as wrapped around timelines that aren't going straight, but wrapping around the multiverse. Multiversal World Lines I say. No one believes me. They say I'm crazy, and I say they can go fuck themselves.
The Dimensions are Spatial Dimensions that are existing locations outside of the multiverse that are in a form of a star, well in a shape of a star actually.
Of course everything in the cosmos is complex, well I can't say it's complex if people knows.
The letter had pages of information as the first page ended. Then there was wind that blown the letter flipping it to the second page.
Now, the cosmos isn't very small, but vastly large. Possibly even infinite. There comes planets, galaxies, universes, multiverses, realms and so on.
I tried to send in theorists and researchers my idea of what the cosmos is. Sadly, my thoughts and theory on it had been denied by everyone.
They all said I was crazy, they all said I was going insane. Though I kept going with my ideas.
The three dimensional layers of higher reality are known as the Encysted Realms.
Others will call the realities as:
– Physical Reality
– Data Reality/Divine Order System
– Sea of the Cosmos
Now here's the problem though, these three layers are just Encysted Realms or Higher Dimensional Realms existing outside of the narratives. It was just three, infinite–sized, dimensional realms that are, in other words, different realities.
When I suggested them these ideas I had, again, they declined.
The truth is, these realms are self-enclosed and sealed off. The only entity that views these is Azathoth, though he sees it all as fiction...
The letter kept going on and on, pages to pages as it held information on everything. It was like someone had written everything. There were too many things to mention within one page which required fifty other pages.
No one could access the Akashic Records Library excluding Heaven's rankings. Then another thing it said on the letter was:
Hell has been destroyed once, rebuilt and now has a new ruler. It was all different. The Seven Deadly Sins exists within their realms in this reality.
I can't explain it all. It's too complicated and sounds contradictory to me. Worlds, timelines, space-time continuums, it's all confusing.
Only God can explain, though I doubt he'd want to. He'd rather spend time with his kids than spend time explaining cosmological topics.
It hurts to explain it all. I've committed my sins. I can see why others don't believe me and think I'm going batshit crazy.
To be fair, I'm done explaining all this, there's too many to cover and I'm tired. If anyone sees this nor read this, I'm already dead and rottening in fucking Hell. Goodbye.
Written by
Henry Fitzgerald, Year 1273
The letter for the cosmos had ended there.
In heaven, Samuel and Yuichiro sat there as they have no understanding on what they will do before existence is wiped out.
While in the very depth of Hell, Henry Fitzgerald had sat there on the King of Hell's throne. Though their true name was Kris Sullivan.
Kris sighed as he sat there around the bloodied pile of demons and high ranking demons.
Kris: The insanity of my soul... shall do wish upon death on myself.
Kris Sullivan, a female ruler of Hell, who had sat there contemplating her life, acting as a male writer in her past life with her hands clasps against each other while wearing a dark long trench coat over her suit as her horns were long and sharp.
Kris: 'Empty Set', an entity that views all concepts and things as fiction. It was all true. My letter, it was correct... and yet, no one believed me.
Her murmured and exhausted tone of somebody had gone insane, echoed through Hell as she sat still with her head down.
Kris: There were other documents written by me as Henry Fitzgerald... it was all mainly on dimensions and the existence we all thought was true..
She was speaking to herself as her mind was shattering. Her insanity increased drastically every second while she sits.
Her questioning of life became more severe as she always believed no one truly believed her.
Kris: You know... what it truly matters is the idea of spilling out truth, but there is no truth in this world.. is there, Yuki Fujita...?
Yuki was immediately summoned into hell as he snapped his eyes open and glanced around confused. It had seemed he had fallen.
Kris: Yuki... what do you think about the concept of truth and falsehood?
Yuki: ...What?
She sighed deeply in exhaustion, though she wasn't emotionless and broken like Yuki.
Kris: What's your perspective on both of the concepts?
Yuki: I think it's both normal concepts to have in your life... though it wouldn't have mattered anyways.. now answer this, why am I here in Hell...?
Kris: You're here because you're someone whom is similar to me.. and you're here because I noticed how strong you are, but you aren't powerful enough.. so I'll be training you.
Yuki sighed, uncertain about her offer of training him. Kris had sat there, waiting for an answer.
Yuki: Fine... we'll train, but you got to explain everything to me.
He had accepted her offer as she stood up from her throne. She then took him to a training ground where they can start.
While that had happened, in the Physical World, the Origin of Destruction had walked through the lands as it shapeshifts into Lillian again.
Lillian: Feels so nice to be back in this body.
It kept walking while knowing it should do whatever it takes to remove Yuki from existence, even if it means awakening Azathoth.
Each step caused the world to slowly and violently shake while slowly cracking like glass.
Azathoth stayed asleep while 'Lillian' or the Origin of Destruction, roamed through the physical world. Kris, however, is training Yuki, knowing his potential, could have the power to destroy the universe.
After hours of training in Hell, they both sat on the hard bench she had created through magic.
Kris: I had written letters or documents Yuki. It's mainly on the cosmos and the dimensions located in existence.
Yuki listened closely, though what intrigued him the most was mainly on these said documents she had brought up.
Yuki: Documents...?
His cold, detached tone echoed through the pits of Hell as they were sitting there awkwardly.
Kris: Yeah.. I wrote many other documents too. I'm assuming you've seen some of my work throughout your life?
It had hit him a bit as he remembered some stuff from back then.
Yuki: Not really.. though I vividly remember reading these papers after my parents had passed away. Though, I don't believe it. I thought they were just fictional stuff for a book... it was by Henry Fitzgerald, right?
He couldn't remember the important side of the documents, though he only remembered certain parts of it. Kris glanced at him in his shallow, dead eyes as she smiled a bit.
Kris: Well... I'm glad you've read my stuff. Though, of course you wouldn't had believed it. Everyone knew it was all false stuff.
He glanced back at her with a detached, tired expression as he sighed.
Yuki: You're Henry Fitzgerald...? I'm surprised actually.. a woman who uses a male alias. Pet name, is it...?
Kris chuckled as she nodded with a gentle smile.
Kris: Not many people figures it out this quickly. In the 1200s.. people who were close to me and those who were scientists knew women couldn't do much like how it is in the modern days.
Yuki was listening very closely to her words as she sat there in silence remembering the past. It was a time of women not having political rights or enter contracts.
Kris: I wanted to publish up my documents, though women weren't allowed to do so that time. So I just became private and showed the closest people I knew, but they didn't believe my ideas.
Yuki: It's difficult.. I've understood far too well. I had put the belief I killed everyone who were in my presence.
Kris sighed as they sat there in awkward silence. Few minutes of nothing but quietness, they process everything.
Kris: You'll be fighting the Origin of Destruction entity one day.. you know that right? Aren't you scared?
He took in the question, processing every word. Each word was filled with concern behind it.
Yuki: ...What is there to be afraid about if existence is doomed to fail anyways..? Why should I be afraid of a 'thing' that could destroy everything through its presence...?
His response was unexpecting to Kris. She sat there as she realized the truth about Yuki. He knew about the fact he'll either die fighting or die succeeding. There was a difference between those two options.