Mors Apokalypsis!
A process with a heavy cost, and it was done through something that very few even understood.
Under the authority of the Codex of Extremity, it was ushered forth as the moment this occurred, the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos and Archaeos Vacuous Pylos trembled.
The grandeur of the Codex of Extremity flashed over them briefly as the Basileus of Al-Abalem and Ignatius felt its undeniable glow.
The Dikastes of Extremity kneeled down respectfully under its light as what powered them- the Fruits of Existence…their authority was what powered up the very Codex of Extremity!
Thereafter…
SNAP!
The connection the Dikastes of Extremity felt to the weavings of Vitalis and Vacuous Hyperversal Domains was cut off.
Basileus Anaine raised her head in the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos as her silver white hair glimmered with brilliance, confirming how she could no longer sense the weavings of anything below.
No surface of the Existential Domains below could be felt as if they didn't even exist.
They would only feel the lands below them again when 9 days were up- when everything was erased and started once more!
|Mmm…| Basileus Anaine closed her eyes while letting out a light sigh, thinking of what result would come out nine days from now as…
'Let me get a move on as well…'
She also began to move earnestly.
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In the Archaeos Vacuous Pylos.
Roiling clouds of darkness filled the earth as obsidian flames of Vacuous Existential Authority painted the sky, serene paradisiacal lands stretching out into the distance with grasp rectangular structures seen rising gloriously.
In the vastness of this Archaeos Vacuous Pylos, Legions of Dikastes of Extremity were left hibernating as the Basileus of Ignatius reigned supreme!
At this moment of great change when the Mors Apokalypsis was initiated.
Within the roiling black clouds churning with nothingness, something unique could be seen at this moment.
Unseen and undiscovered by others, tendrils of blue light flashed as it seemed like mere lightning that crossed the surface of the roiling black clouds.
The last time these blue tendrils of light were seen was after the cleansing of all those with records connected to the most recent Honored One, and they weren't devoid of a will!
Whatever will was contained in these blue tendrils of light noticed the occurring change as…
{Things seem more obscured…can I move with a little bit more freedom now?}
A devilish will could be felt in these words as the moment they passed, the tendrils of light seemingly fused into the roiling black clouds and disappeared even deeper into Archaeos Vacuous Pylos.
At this same moment in time.
Within the Aeonic Annals of Extremity.
The Annals kept records of all things, but they could be manipulated, and records could be masked.
The weavings of Vacuous and Vitalis Annals of Extremity could be erased or altered.
Then, there was the Codex of Extremity.
Something not understood.
Something not truly known.
Within it, nothing within existence or non-existence could be manipulated or altered.
So when the Mors Apokalypsis was initiated with the Codex of Extremity…just how would this great reset be carried out?!
In the Vitalis Hyperversal Domains.
Within the throngs of the Planar Palisades of Extremity where scattered Planes of Existence could be found outside the scope of the Seven Havens of Extremity.
The Desolate Mausoleum where Noah stemmed from was once anchored in such a vast emptiness before his entrance into the Seven Havens as far from where it stood in the past, in the depths of the Planar Palisades, there was a small Plane.
Within this Plane of Existence, clusters of Cosmos and universes serenely followed their own rotation. In a small world within one of the many universes in this Plane.
A family garbed in animal skin could be seen sitting around the campfire, the father holding a club in his hands as he told a story to three children and his partner.
A cave stood behind them where tools could be seen scattered, and a forest extended around them as sounds of animals could occasionally be heard.
It was a scene of serenity and happiness as everything seemed how it should be.
And yet in the next moment, a blinding white light shone above.
It was so out of place that the father raised his head to see something never observed before!
In the skies, a tear could be seen in space as from it, a low guttural snarl was heard first.
And then, as if Records were spilling into existence, a four legged shining with utmost brilliance stepped out of this tear in space, its body emanating intense waves of the purest Vitalis Existential Authority!
Beastial in nature, this creature on four limbs had a predatory visage as its head seemed reptilian in nature, two white eyes radiating coldness and apathy shining down as on its back, radiant white wings were outstretched.
Three sharp tails that seemed like malleable spears twisted behind it as the moment it appeared in this space, its gaze turned down and gazed at the family below.
The father grasped his club tightly to protect what he had to protect, seeing the apathetic glare of this beast as even though it seemed otherworldly, he held no fear.
And he spoke towards his children and partner behind him.
"...Run!"
…!
In shock, his partner grabbed their children and ran towards the forest as the father…
"OOOUUU!"
He bellowed out valiantly, smacking his club down before roaring towards the beast in the skies. © 2024.
The beast gazed at this with cold apathy before it warped and appeared right in front of this man, the tails behind it dancing as one struck out sharply.
SAA!
Uniquely, the tail striking out came at a speed the man could actually follow, even though barely any traces of Mana were within his body, much less any weavings of Extremes.
And yet an attack by a beast bathed in Existential Extremity Authority…could actually be followed by him.
Why was this?
Why could an entity not even fully cognizant of utilizing Mana be capable of following the attack of a beast bathed in Existential Extremity Authority?!