Unfortunately, the department didn't go after John from merely destroying a city. He had suspected this. They were likely still preparing and waiting for him to show his weaknesses.

John had sabotaged multiple cities.

He flew to the next one on the list and did the same thing.

His kill count increased to over a hundred thousand people.

Using satellites. His flight path was calculated. But John had planned for this and had set up a fake flight pattern. He narrowly dodged explosives and missiles that could've destroyed his avatar.

His avatar obviously lacked his headjack and A.I Chip. It also was wearing daoist robes.

Upon destroying his fourth city. He saw a person in a metal suit flying towards him. John had disfigured his face. So that others wouldn't know it was him.

He then got into combat with this person. John casually dodged their attacks as if they were a child. John honestly felt like was bullying them. The person resorted to using D-344. They then died.

John collapsed as well. But it was a fake out. He was using 'Fake Death'. This was another blessing he had gotten ahead of time.

Seeing that his body didn't disappear. They transported it safely back to one of the bases where they stored items.

As they were carrying him. John used his curse of extreme sanity to see through reality. He phased through the container holding him.

He then used πίθος blinding everyone around him.

When their vision returned. The avatar was gone!

The facility went on lockdown.

John casually walked through the walls and looked at various items.

He didn't have information on these. But he was looking for something that could bring him from the mortal realm to the immortal realm.

He had no interest in dealing with these mortals. They had reached the limit of their strength. While their technology was advancing in leaps and bounds.

Who knew how advanced technology was in the immortal realm? Maybe it had even surpassed this world.

John was itching to cultivate again. The memory leak hadn't been fixed. His personality was shifting. His base emotions and desires were fading.

The strongest desire he had was to surpass himself.

It was due to the curse he had given himself. He was cursed to constantly improve himself! No matter the cost!

John's avatar was like a ghost. It snuck into the server rooms for one of the bases. He had it connect to a throwaway server he had set up.

He then transferred it over the network. John connected his A.I chip to the throwaway device and downloaded a lot of encrypted confidential information.

He would need a key to unencrypt it.

Or...

John used the curse of Zhaxoh. This was a hivemind like curse. In an instant John's mind split into thousands of threads.

He began to enter a database of keywords. The key was effectively less then 20 digits.

John just needed to try every combination!

Millions of combinations were tried. Eventually the documents were unlocked.

John looked through the items and frowned.

"There are no items capable of bringing me to the immortal realm?"

John couldn't believe it. There had to be a way. Surely...

John then heard sirens.

He didn't suspect that his cover was blown. He had left no traces.

But he was wrong! When he went to have surgery done. In his files his physical abnormalities and physique had been recorded.

When his avatar was pretending to be dead. It had been scanned.

Although he had changed the face. He was careless, and the body matched his physique by over 99.9%

Unless he had a twin. This was impossible not for it to be him.

They couldn't arrest him from speculation. But they had infiltrated the company he worked at. They also heavily scrutinized all things he worked on.

The society that had become so advanced didn't do so by being idiots. John in the back of his mind thought himself more clever then he was.

He had no idea. That his every action was heavily investigated.

Through his skill. They did indeed miss the traces of his sabotage. But they had left a backdoor in his A.I Chip.

This was against many laws. But the Divergence Department operated under its own rules.

The moment he sent the information to himself.

He had been caught!

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John was busy double checking and making sure he hadn't overlooked an item.

Shining lights came through his windows.

John wasn't prepared at all...

He was classified as a terrorist. He had no rights.

"Kill on sight!"

His window was shattered as a grenade was thrown in. John faced the explosion in a daze not knowing his chip was compromised.

But he wasn't scared.

Who was he?

He was John Destinatus!

Bring on the world. He will take it all.

He was a concept after all... It was his curse.

John's body had been half blown up. But he didn't die. His body regenerated to the surprise of nobody. These weren't regular officers John was dealing with.

He was dealing with the elite of this world!

The building he was in had unknowingly been evacuated. They would've nuked him had they not had to worry about civilians.

The building collapsed and buried John.

He broke out of the rubble and saw red lasers all over his body.

"You move. You die."

John spoke calmly.

"How did you discover me?"

"Scum like you doesn't deserve answers."

John fully stood up and ignored the warnings.

"Fire!"

John was executed by the shots.

But he stood up.

"Target seems to have a class S generation ability."

John laughed. He felt his concept 'boiling'.

"I am immortal... try harder please."

He then rushed at a guy in a special suit. He tore it to pieces. But when he ripped off the helmet. He saw the guy was smiling.

"Masochist?"

The person spit blood on John.

John then noticed he had been cut perfectly into two.

He fell down to the ground.

John observed the sword.

"That should be an item as well..."

John wandered what special ability it had. He tried to regenerate and then frowned.

For some reason. He was conscious... but his ability wasn't listening to him.

The elite of the divergence department laughed.

"Confused monster? This thing cuts through the soul."

John's eyes constricted!

He wasn't capable of looking at his soul at the moment.

Had he been. He would've known that the department wasn't bluffing. His soul had been cut in half. It was a miracle he was even alive.

If not for his curse of awareness...

It was mainly due to his death shield blessing. He was also instant death immune.

John spoke:

"Well played..."

It had been a long time since John had lost.

It was a weird feeling...

The person didn't stop. They sliced him into tiny pieces. The department then attempted to put him in a container to seal him.

The officer wielding the sword finally relaxed.

But then he noticed his hand had been cut off.

John was holding the sword in glee!

"I still have my avatar. I guess you guys didn't know about that huh?"

John slashed the sword.

"I wonder what would happen if I cut the controller of the calamity realm."

The person with one hand grasped his stub and gritted his teeth.

"What do you want?"

"How did your soul survive getting cut into so many pieces?"

John didn't bother listing out his plans. He wasn't some villain that would lose by telling his weakness.

John cut the man in half.

The intelligence left the mans eyes.

"Killing one of you. It is far better then killing thousands of regular mortals! Just what type of training did you-"

His sword then clashed with another's gun.

John was shot multiple times.

But his body recovered.

John frowned.

"DId you really think you had kill?-"

A nuke had been fired at John despite the consequences!

John looked up at the sky.

"Fuck."

He began to wave his hands trying frantically to open up a portal to the calamity realm. For the first time in his life. He was in a state of panic.

"I can't lose this item. I'm too curious! Damn you!"

The other elites of the divergence department said their goodbyes.

"It was a pleasure working with all of-"

"Fuck off"

John cut them off.

"You think I'll let a nuke go off here? You're out of your mind."

John began to wave his hands as if he had gone insane. The others had no idea what he was doing.

Right before the nuke hit the ground and went off. It fell into a portal to the calamity realm.

The portal didn't close in time causing everyone to be sent flying at the massive destruction.

John faced the explosion as he began to vaporize.

This was just his avatar after all. His soul was barely holding on.

He formed a portal behind him as he was sent flying into the calamity realm. All traces of him in that world had become ash.

His Avatar body was fading out of existence.

He was flying towards the blue star.

"DIE!"

He cut it in half as he vanished.

John as the concept felt his life flash before his eyes.

A matrix of his alternate versions appeared before his eyes.

They were all dead!

They hadn't walked down the crazy path he had after all.

No... In these last moments of awareness.

He spoke in absolute certainty.

"Not yet!"

His emotions were mixed. A part of him wanted to end things here.

But another part of him wanted to grow stronger.

To survive this.

"NOT YET!"

The stopped time resumed in the calamity realm. The creatures were confused at the order to retreat. They then watched in horror as the entire realm was exploding.

Many of them died.

Some of them began to pray.

They prayed to the master of the calamity realm! They didn't know what they did to anger it. But they prayed for mercy.

None wanted to get wiped out!

The blue star finally exploded.

John's killing intent radiated off every inch of the realm.

Before. It was as if he was only the blue star.

The creatures were just living within.

But now...

John's willpower was so strong. That even with his concept collapsing. His will was sent through time and space.

"John Destinatus was a self claimed scientist studying the mysteries of the universe.

In his world there was something people referred to as strangeness.

This was supernatural power!

It behaved illogically and appeared sporadically.

You see... he had a goal he had been working on for over 60 years.

He wished to become immortal!"

A much younger John had spent 60 years trying to be immortal. He was near the end of his lifespan. His destiny was normal.

He was going to die.

His was obsessed with immortality.

A wave of intent washed over him.

He then had a seizure.

His destiny had changed.

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John felt like his thinking had never been so clear before. It was as if his entire life. He had been been blind. But now he could see.

His thinking had never felt so... perfect.

John then realized something.

There was nothing.

There wasn't a abyss.

There wasn't a chaos realm.

There wasn't a calamity realm.

His mind quickly took note of his situation.

"I have existed since the beginning..."

John held his hand and a infinite formula was wielded within in.

John felt danger.

But who was he? He was John Destinatus!

An explosion went off at the center of his existence.

The abyss. The chaos realm. The otz room.

All of it came into existence at once before his 'eyes'.

He remained aware.

He watched a grid of ever expanding universes.

He watched every reality. Every outcome.

He was no longer bound by the senses of a human.

He had surpassed such a state.

He felt other versions of himself struggling on the road of immortality.

They all failed... all except one.

John's thinking began to take on aspects of reality. He was becoming like an overgod. Except on a far stronger level.

He was becoming a living simulation of all of reality.

Every version of John Destinatus that had lived and died. Every single one that had struggled towards his goal.

It was if they were screaming at him.

Telling him to live... to surpass himself!

John watched the life cycle of all universes.

"I am the end of things..."

He saw the heat death. He saw many cold and lifeless universes.

"The Curse of Calamity."

"I am neither good. Nor evil."

"I am Emflowcreagen."

John opened his eyes.

He was in the calamity realm.

"Fuck."