..Suddenly the master without a name stands before the entity, then pulls a gun from his pocket, causing the entity to feel fear suddenly and retreat, and it creates a shield with countless layers of surreal universes, each layer containing endless universes.
. The master without a name raises the gun while Mr. Moon watches in silence and the master without a name speaks, saying:
"Tell your master that I am coming for him, no matter what his existence is, I will destroy it"
. The symphony becomes intertwined and the entity transmits the idea directly into the awareness of the master without a name, and it is:
"[Do not think that despite your departure from the boundaries of the story and your transcendence of existence, you will leave like this. The virus remains a virus and must be destroyed before it evolves]"
.The master without a name fires the shot so that it pierces all the countless layers and the bullet surges toward the entity, then dark energy appears that destroys the bullet.
. The master without a name appears behind the entity, and his very ordinary eye glimmers brown, and an aura appears capable of subjugating all possibilities no matter what, so the symphony turns and becomes still, while the entity is absorbed, and the symphony becomes intertwined again, and the master without a name hears the entity's scream that sends an idea saying:
"[Do not think that this is over. You have already fallen into the trap. I am nothing but a fly that was waiting for you to catch it]"
. The entity suddenly disappears, and the master without a name and Mr. Moon feel a strange sensation as if entities are holding the super-universe that is within the eternal super-universe, so that light disappears completely and the super-universe begins to collapse.
. Where entities that do not belong to the known existence manifest, their bodies formed from enormous masses spun from nebular cosmic dust in the color of burning blood and ancient shadows, flowing like pillars of thick glowing smoke, completely bypassing the boundaries of metaphysics.
.Their elongated heads rise and stretch toward infinity, divided by deep black voids with no bottom, resembling silent screams frozen in the fabric of time, and within those dark facial voids one crimson eye shines like a dying cosmic ember, watching what is around it with an enigmatic gaze. From their nebular trunks distorted extended gelatinous limbs as if they were roots of dark light and ash, and in the central entity long tapering fingers form, coiling with terrifying majesty around the broken-light super-universe, appearing like an eternal eclipse imprisoning a source of screaming light. The entities do not stand in space, rather it is as if they surround it and intermingle with the burning background nebulae in orange and red, and their edges fade into white gaseous clouds as if they were forgotten thoughts of a universe not yet born. They continue to expand and flow as visual phenomena that defy rational explanation and are completely beyond any philosophical or physical standard, completely transcending all the worlds that are merely imagination and not reality, completely transcending the entire endless sequence.
. The two leave the super-universe where entities larger than anything imaginable make the super-universe seem smaller than the Planck scale by countless stages, so Mr. Moon speaks through the translator and says:
"Leave that matter to me this time"
. The entities, in enormous numbers, look toward Mr. Moon and the master without a name, and no symphony emerges except the symphony of nothingness that is heard everywhere, and suddenly Mr. Moon raises his hand so that a huge cloud, larger than the entities themselves, appears, and that cloud rains down what cannot be described, turning those entities into something like soft wet cotton of condensed energy.!
. The master without a name speaks through the translator then says:
"Thank you for leaving them without erasing their existence. I already told you the energy I need for those four parts"
. The master without a name raises the four parts that absorb the entities' energy, and their brilliance and usual color return.
. An entity watches from afar without intervening, then Mr. Moon speaks and says:
"And now I know that you are looking for the fifth part of that thing, right?"
. The master without a name replies through the translator and says:
"Yes, indeed. I need that thing. I can extend my awareness to encompass everything in this world and search for it"
. The master without a name tries the encompassing ability so that his awareness becomes present everywhere in this world, and yet he does not find the fifth piece.
. The symphony becomes intertwined as Mr. Moon confirms that there is an area outside the eternal universe where absolute absurdity lies outside the ability of encompassing, where that part might be there.
. The master without a name is amazed by the idea and suddenly the strange entity pounces at an unprecedented speed faster than time, as it is a direct manifestation of the Void, and it uses the authority of annihilation and destruction of all that exists, causing Mr. Moon to disappear completely.
. No reaction appears on the master without a name, and he yawns and says:
"Banal scenario"
. The manifestation of the Void looks toward the master without a name, and the symphony becomes intertwined as an idea reaches his head saying:
"You are the one who is coming"
. The master without a name gives no reaction and notices something strange: when the existence of Mr. without Moon was dispersed, it took time and he had no reaction, as if he were a cheap copy of the true self.
. The master without a name speaks then says:
"The only solution to crush you and others, even myself, who am her, is that I solve the theory of everything, in the literal sense of everything: all that existed, what exists, and what will exist, and what can exist. I will solve that equation. I will complete what Victor started"
. The manifestation of the Void laughs and the symphony does not change, and suddenly the master without a name surges forward and smoke comes out of his mouth because of the cigarette, so the manifestation is erased from existence with ease. Then the master without a name looks toward the remaining brilliance of Mr. Moon and says:
"I know that you are not finished, and I knew from the start that that was not you. You hinted to me that your true existence is outside that universe, which I know for certain is not eternal in the absolute literal sense, and I know perfectly well that you are in the absurdity outside that 'real' super-universe, and I will come to you"
. Then the master without a name looks toward the surreal universe that has a beginning and no end, looking at everything there with the strange symphony of nothingness, where strange and surreal planets are planets whose nature is unknown, some as if they are layers stacked atop one another and others as if they are faces of entities and other regions that cannot be described.
. Terrifying absurd things with no purpose and no foundation in the eyes, where the sun and the moon are in a face-to-face embrace with calm features drowned in sleep over heights and surreal clouds formed from tightly arranged colored threads and lines that inspire wonder, and where a majestic dark planet is surrounded by shining golden rings that glitter amid a sea of scattered stars and bright nebulae. And in this strange surreal space the worlds merge so that impossibility becomes the basic fabric of reality, and a huge cosmic vortex of interwoven colored rings like a temporal hurricane emits from its center a flood of liquid light piercing the void and tearing the veil of night. At the same moment the horizon opens onto a deep expanse in which planets float without familiar gravity, where a giant dark planet appears surrounded by brilliant massive rings of dense golden dust.
. The master without a name speaks and says:
"It was supposed that I would feel tightness in the chest, a deep sadness resulting from the unknown that has no purpose, resulting from seeking a purpose in the illusion of light. Everything in the absolute sense is not real. I am not real. Even that Void, whose name no longer has any effect on me, is not real, and I, who am I then? Actually, I have one question, and I want an answer to it"
. The master without a name takes a drag from the cigarette and exhales the smoke while his beard that signifies his great wisdom and his abandonment of reality philosophically, and he continues saying:
"If all of that is for fun, and all those worlds, all those scenes, all those events are illusory only for entertainment, without any goal or purpose inside them, is there still light at the end of the tunnel? In the end those events need an originator who brought them out of the mental existence into external existence, so the theory of everything alone will explain to me what my actual self is"
"[I truly hope that there is a purpose in chaos]"