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Deimos POV:
I said the words after the blue haired lady dictated it to me. My mind went into overdrive, the words seemed to be of Latin origin, and the translation came to my mind.
“Hear my word oh lord of mine bless me with the markings of the divine and show me a path to god amidst pleasure and pain”
The words indicated that it was almost a plea to a superior being asking them to pave the path for their ascendance to immortality. It addressed not one of the three principle gods or the god of creation of the Universe Erebus. I slowly understood that maybe it wasn't a direct meaning instead we had envision what our perspective of God is. I said the words but instead of thinking of some being of absolute power, I thought about the primordial power of something akin to space and time. Space-time a swirling mass of pure and unalterable fabric of energy. I was an avid reader of Stephen Hawking’s lectures from my previous world, and his thesis of the world I felt were somewhat superior to the others.
I thought about how the origin or god was explained in my previous world. According to the Boshongo people of central Africa, in the beginning, there was only darkness, water, and the great god Bumba. One day Bumba, in pain from a stomach ache, vomited up the sun. The sun dried up some of the water, leaving land. Still in pain, Bumba vomited up the moon, the stars, and then some animals. The leopard, the crocodile, the turtle, and finally, man.
This creation myth, like many others, tries to answer the questions we all ask. Why are we here? Where did we come from?
For example, Aristotle, the most famous of the Greek philosophers, believed the universe had existed forever. Something eternal is more perfect than something created. He suggested the reason we see progress was that floods, or other natural disasters, had repeatedly set civilization back to the beginning. The motivation for believing in an eternal universe was the desire to avoid invoking divine intervention to create the universe and set it going. Conversely, those who believed the universe had a beginning, used it as an argument for the existence of God as the first cause, or prime mover, of the universe. To this world apparently its Erebus but I was sceptical.
If one believed that the universe had a beginning, the obvious question was what happened before the beginning? What was God doing before He made the world? I felt there were logical contradictions, or antimonies, either way. If the universe had a beginning, why did it wait an infinite time before it began? That was my thesis. On the other hand, if the universe had existed forever, why did it take an infinite time to reach the present stage? This was my antithesis. Both the thesis and the antithesis, said that time, space and Erebus were absolute. That is to say, they went from the infinite past to the infinite future, independently of any universe that might or might not exist in this background.
I then thought of the various religious people that have over the centuries have tried to understand what the universe was? How it started? And what its inevitable end would be? The Hindu’s were avid advocates of attuning oneself to the divine. I found that fascinating, it tied in with Buddhism and the notion that one would need to attune themselves to the profundities of the universe, through meditation.
They advocate almost transcendental values about attaining enlightenment, and that divinity was inherently in everyone but was tainted through the outside corruption; this made most sense to me. I could associate it similar to the way in which the people’s souls slowly are tainted in this world but need to be purified.
The divine sound ‘Om’ has the most elegant and beautiful meaning of the God to me. ‘Om’ in Sanskrit can mean, "humming." The mantra "Om" denotes God as the Primal Sound. This sound can be heard as the sound of one's own nerve system, and the saints and the priests of my old world apparently hear it daily. It is a strong, inner experience, one that saints hold with great reverence. The meditator is taught to inwardly transform this sound into the inner light, which lights up ones' thoughts, and to bask in this blissful consciousness of god. ‘Aum’ is also known as the sound of God. Hearing it one draw near to God Consciousness. In my old world we are told to be living in the lower chakras, or when the world, or superficiality too strongly dominates our mind, this sound may, for a time, not be heard. But it returns as awareness withdraws, as the mind becomes perfectly still, silent, static.
“Listen for this sound in your quietest moments and you will learn to recognize it as a daily encounter with the Divine that lives within all men, within all creatures, within all existence.”
Vedic priest
Throughout chanting this on the runic circle on the ground I thought to myself, I didn't want to believe that Erebus was this ‘Oh god of mine’. I needed to surpass him not believe that he is the absolute. I instead thought about the fabric, the space-time fabric. Maybe the only thing that was infinite was Space and Time maybe Erebus was born with space and time, they were akin to brothers and Erebus is someone who was given some sort of way to be able to train in the way to manipulate the fabric.
I then suddenly lost consciousness, and opened my eyes to an awe-inspiring sight. I saw myself, an ethereal version of myself. I was floating, in an infinite space, and right in front of me was a giant star akin to the sun, instead it was completely clear, and had a layer of Gold flames dancing around it. I recognized this, it was my soul. It was clear untainted by any extremities, I then heard the hymn, the divine hymn, “Om” it was low throbbing sound, resonating in the background throughout this little pseudo space. It felt as though I attuned myself to the infinite, it was raw power and then suddenly the hymn stopped. I felt something divine for just a nanosecond, within that hymn, I felt it, something primal, something ancient, something that transcends universe and maybe even Erebus, and it was pure consciousness. God consciousness. It’s aftereffect suddenly cascaded across my pseudo space in the form of clear silver ripples, and it distorted my soul, and the huge mass of clear liquid slowly vibrated. It slowly protruded from its center a small, thin silver strand that slowly entered my chest.
I felt immense pain, unbearable pain, across my entire body, burning through my chest, I felt as though thousands of interconnecting links were being formed.
I felt my muscle being ripped apart, and reattached each time; it was akin to being bludgeoned a thousand times and being reformed. I cried and howled in pain, as the energy greedily went into my body. I felt my soul surge into my body once more, and this time my soul, instead of gold flames around it, there were purple flames dancing and spitting around my soul. The Solar Flare flame meditation had evolved and I felt newfound energy coursing through my body. I understood everything that happened in an instant as if it were obvious to me all along. I had broken through a critical juncture of the Solar Flare Meditation, but due to this material planes shackles it needed the Ritual for me to transcend through the bottleneck into the first stage of my ascendance.
Due to the purity of my soul, and my understanding of religion and science in my previous world I was able to attune myself with the god consciousness for a second, and able to make a small path towards it. I not only broke through the juncture but also made a small almost unnoticeable bond with something primal. I now knew my final goal, to ascend Erebus I need to make my own path and upgrade the things that Erebus had envisioned I would surpass him however long it will take.
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I sensed that my body had immensely changed, becoming extremely powerful to be able to handle this extremely small connection, which was thinner than a thread; but it required my body to go through destruction and recreation more than a thousand times. Instead of attuning myself to Erebus I had attuned myself to something more ancient, something that created Erebus, along with space and time. I sensed that the next time I will get an upgrade in such power would be when I become an immortal. I felt strength, I felt power, I could feel everything around me. I had increased in power significantly, I hadn’t increased in magical knowledge but my body was something akin to a Bishop level combatant. Something primal had entered me just for a second and had further altered me. I knew that when I again attune myself to god consciousness I will understand the profundities of it a little bit more. I now knew that I first needed to become an immortal for my real training to start. I will master the School of Erebus and understand the God Consciousness to become a being of absolute power….
I slowly opened my eyes to find that two of the Circle of Magi representatives were unconscious and one was on his knees with his bright blood red tattoo glowing as it repaired his body. The blood from his ears and eyes slowly creeped their ways back into his eyes. My whole epiphany of understanding and the blood curdling transformation had occurred in the matter of seconds.
He looked at me, and muttered, “Who are you boy?” he questioned. Before I could answer he slowly stood up walked towards the two unconscious people on the ground and put two of his fingers on the base of their necks. A black light came from the tips of his finger and pierced through their necks. I was shocked to see that, what was this man doing. I looked at him, he smiled and said.
“Don't worry child, nothings going to happen, I am just erasing these people’s memories so that we could have a nice chat…” he muttered an unsettling grin stretching across his face.
“Boy I have lived more than 800 years on this planet as an Emperor combatant, I have seen many things in my life but I have never seen a Titan level, for that matter a Olympian level tattoo appear. But I see now this country has yet again produced something indescribable, something that cannot be explained by logic. You child are that something. What are you, you seem to be something unfathomable. I knew that seeing a Titan would be something impossible, but to see one that is something transcending a Titan, just what are you,” he questioned. His expression filled with curiosity that seemed a little morbid to me.
“Sir, I am an orphan from the streets, I do not who my parents are, and I have been living in this country for the past 12 years by myself,” I said sticking to my story. My stoic, indifferent expression maintained, but the man didn't doubt my claims. I guess telling if someone is lying is not something these people would know. In the past I would be able to tell from the numerous facial expressions one would make, but now I am able to listen to his small changes in his heartbeat. I looked at the man, with my newfound powers I closely listened to his heartbeat; I could hear it, sending small pulses throughout his body.
“Boy you are something of an Enigma, you have potential greater than a Titan something that is immeasurable, something that I never thought I would see. This Balthazar, is truly stupefied, tell me child what do you want…” he questioned
“The destruction of the High-Noble house of Cletus,” I said without batting an eye, I knew what I wanted and by listening to this man’s heartbeat I could tell that he was not lying.
“Ahahahaha, that is one of the high noble houses of this country right, something so small is not even worthy of my attention. How about this child, during your stay in the Asgardian Academy, I will, help you attain all high level magic spells. Usually you need clearance for those but I will make it happen for you..” he said his eyes tracing my figure.
“You seemed to have the body of Bishop level fighter, ahahahahah, you continue to amaze me child. A twelve year old with the body of a Bishop. But your magical knowledge and mana communication is that of a normal human, that is to be expected of someone who just went through the ritual so do not fret,” he said.
“Why do you want to do this for me, sir?” I questioned.
“Curiosity child, I want to personally witness your growth, I want to see you at the pinnacle. I have grown bored of this mundane lifestyle, incessantly caring about worldly stuff such as this, I will become an immortal in the near future I can sense it but, the only thing that has excited me in centuries is you child. So entertain me….” He said his maniacal expression filled with curiosity.
“Sir I have one condition for accepting your proposal, I would like to keep the secret that I am a being greater than a Titan a secret and I would also like to keep the details of our deal a secret,” I bargained. I knew I had nothing to offer him, other than satisfying his inquisitive nature, but I was determined to get something out of it.
“Hahahah, bargaining with an Emperor, you sure are interesting child. It is impossible to keep the fact that you are a Titan a secret child, but I will make sure no one knows of your third Tattoo.” He whispered coming close to me. Staring intently at the 8-pronged star on my chest which was slowly emanating a silvery aura.
He lifted his hand again and a thick black aura emanated from him, his Cataclysm level tattoo glowing again. The black aura weaved and wailed and formed a full-sleeved cotton shirt, a plain cotton shirt that looked completely ordianary. He then handed it to me and indicated me to put it on. I put the shirt on and instantly only the golden aura from my hand tattoos was visible while the silvery hue was completely covered by the black shirt.
“That is a darkness shirt, it will make sure your silvery aura will not be visible. Now take your bag and leave, people will get suspicious if we take anymore time. They must have already been given a scare with the light show you put on. Good luck with your affinity test, I am sure it will be a wild ride for you,” he said chuckling knowing the amount of attention my golden hue will garner.
I groaned and slowly paced out of the room and observed my tattoos in the bright light. There was a long tattoo winding itself up my arm, it seemed to be all scripture with no pictures whatsoever. I looked at my right arm which was covered in runes akin to the Viking runes of my old world, while my left arm was covered in scripture akin to the elvish tongue of the Lord of the Rings series. In my right palm was a small picture of an atom, while in my left palm was the Om symbol etched into it.
Om- https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a5/82/f0/a582f0c600c5c7bbc9c04a1fd8586b53.jpg
Viking Runes- http://www.viking.no/images/runer.gif
Evish scripture- http://i.stack.imgur.com/nEI8H.png
Atom- http://www.wpclipart.com/science/atoms_molecules/atom_stylized.png
I calmed myself and thought of the tattoo disappearing. The tattoo slowly disappeared and when I wanted to call forth my power, the tattoo automatically appeared.
After testing it a few times, I stepped into the second stage of the Ritual….
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Millions of Kilometers away somewhere in the middle of the Great magical beast Forest of the West….
In a dark hall similar to a kings hall, in the deepest part of the forest of the west. I lone figure sat on a throne. His bright red eyes could be seen and he seemed to have his face in his palm.
“Something Powerful has yet again awoken, and this one seems even more interesting” he whispered, before going back to its slumber…