Max was you're average guy. You know, he didn't do much in life. He only had the biggest empire in the universe under his thumb, but he was still average.

One day though, one of his projects came to fruition. Said project was nicknamed [Armageddon], after the weapon that destroyed the first legendary human planet, Earth. Well, nobody actually has any proof that such a planet ever existed, and even the oldest of the old never saw it.

He personally was only 450 years old, still in his prime. Unfortunately for him, as an emperor, he never really had time for fun and games. His father was hell-bent on making him the best of the best, going as far as even throwing him onto a planet full of city-sized monsters with nothing more then a couple energy drinks.

That was just one of the many reasons his father was not really on good terms with him. Well, Max loved his father sometimes, and other times he wanted him in the [Death Chamber]. Depends on the day.

But that was the past. The present is now, and now is the time for Max to go and check out the [Armageddon], the weapon that would make his empire the one and only in the entire universe. Not that he particularly cared, but the [Star Kings] were bitching him about how he was too pacifist and only started a dozen or so wars in the last century. 

Thus, when he finally saw the [Armageddon] standing in the middle of the testing chamber, He just kind of shrugged at the idea of being able to destroy everything. Why would he? He didn't particularly care.

Well, why wouldn't he, for that matter? Those were the last thoughts he held in his mind as he tapped at the [Launch] Button, ignoring the screaming scientist who was saying something along the lines of "His majesty!? Wait, it's not fully restrained...!"

Well, it's not like Max heard the rest. He kinda just died there and then, alongside with all the scientists. And the rest of the universe, let's not forget that. 

It still wasn't the end for Max though. He looked around, feeling strangely light. He took a look down at himself, and saw... not much of himself. Nothing of himself actually. 

He was kinda just floating there. Kinda lonely, but at least the [Star Kings] weren't there to try to get him to fuck their daughters or give them some rights over other [Star Kings]. That was one improvement, at least. 

Well, he could live with it... or unlive with it? Re-live with it? Die with it? What state was he in, really? He for sure didn't know. They say that if you think, you are, so he technically was still himself, but he wasn't alive? Life's strange. So is death now, apparently.

Congratulations, Maximiliamus Daimus Yui, you have achieved the accomplishment of: Universe Destroyer. By being the first being in all existance to achieve this, you have been granted [Absolute Power].

Max blinked his non-existant eyes. That strange voice just kinda... appeared. Well, he wasn't going to complain to some company, but that seemed a bit... creepy... 

His inner chuunibyou screamed at him though. He smiled slightly and thought to himself "Gimme a body". 

And, like magic, he found himself in his old body. He blinked his now-existant eyes a couple times, before saying "Give some chicken nuggets". They appeared. He blinked once more.

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He just kinda stood there for several seconds, before breaking into laughter. He kept laughing for quite some time, all the while sometimes munching on some chicken. He even choked on some, but simply willed himself to not need to breathe, and it worked!

Soon, his eyes took a crazed look to them. All his darkest fantasies could come true now! And some good ones too, but mostly dark ones, cause darkness is cool. Not really, but hey, he's a mere 450 year old centurier, so why wouldn't he have some fun with himself? He wasn't some 10.000 year old geezer after all.

He quickly destroyed his own body. He thought he might die doing it, but he didn't really care. Suprise suprise, he didn't die. 

Then, he began to create his new body. He had mixed feelings about what to make of himself. Dragons? Too cliche. He read about those in thousands of books already. Fairies? Not his type. Beastkin? Maybe. Humans? Might as well end it all. Giants? They're too big. Demons? They're cool, but nah. 

He spent a couple hours thinking and trying out different mixes and types. In the end, he came up with his own race. He named it the [Armagers], after his little 'boom button'.

It was a andrygenous humanoid. It had a long, cat-like tail that could extend hundreds of meters long, ears longer then even elves, two very long canines on it's upper jaw, two pairs of wings that sprouted from it's back, the two on the left side were black and the two on the right side were golden. 

He wasn't satisfied yet, though. The look was pretty okay, but not up to his standards. First, he made his left eye completely pure-black and the right eye completely pure-gold. 

Frowning, he gave himself another tail and made it black whilst turning the other one golden. He then turned his skin completely dark on one side and pale-white on the other side. Smiling slightly, he then made the left side of his face seem completely evil with a permanent smile that sent chills down even the strongest demons whilst his right side had a look of absolute kindness that somehow still sent chills down a person's side. He also made the teeth on the left part of his mouth all sharp and long, whilst making those on the right side much more normal.

Finally, he had achieved his best idea yet. He was going to be a rappresentation of good and evil, as at the end of the day, they are merely two sides of the same coin.

Smiling, he 'entered' his new body and moved around for a bit. At first, it was somewhat strange, but he quickly got over it. Then, he willed a bunch of clothes on himself just for good measure. He didn't really need them though, as he didn't have anything to hide. After all, he wasn't really a [He] anymore, nor a [She] for that matter. Genders are for those who actually have pride, really. He/She didn't have it.

Thus, Max made his new body. Hurray. Now he was stuck in the endless expanse of darkness. He didn't quite like that, but first, there were some things to do.

He willed himself to first obtain all knowledge of the universe. He raised an eyebrow the moment he did so, since some things were... better left unknown. Truly, only ignorants lead happy lives. Or apathetic pieces of shit, like Himself. 

Still, He now understood much, much more then before. Who would have known that magic was an actual thing? And that psionics were just a bunch of people using different styles of using innate magic? Well, He was and still is a psionic, a good one at that, but now He didn't know if He still could call himself one after learning so many other ways of using magic.

He also understood the thing that gave him power. It was the [Existance's Voice], created by the Supreme One in order to aid others to become like it, entities that didn't exist and yet did, being everywhere and yet nowhere.

Well, He didn't really care. He now knew that multiple universes existed, well, He had already known but never had the proof, but now He did! Hell, there even was heaven! Hell was there too, and in the literal sense.

Well, none of that mattered to Max. He could now get his grandest wish fullfilled: Being able to visit a fantasy world! He already knew from experience that once a wish is fullfilled, anothe one will pop up, so He knew that He would get bored quickly of fantasy worlds, but for now, he could still go check them out.

Thus, He teleported away, destination: Magical world. Specific location? Who knows. Maybe fate would lead him somewhere. Well, he already knew that there was no such thing as Fate or Destiny, but hey, one can always dream!