Chapter Six, The Three Immortals.
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Revenant had just returned yet he and Akatosh were already sparring in a test arena built in the void.
*BOOM*
With a strike, Revenant’s seemingly indestructible body was mangled, leaving Akatosh to marvel at the persistence of the creature in front of it.
They had fought multiple times, with Revenant winning the first round, yet losing every single round that followed.
"May I eat him now?" Akatosh turned back and asked Lokreum while Revenant regenerated from the few stray pieces of matter left behind.
Lokreum continued to stare at the first of what he would call the World-Eaters.
"..." He contemplated as Revenant fully regenerated, standing at a similar height as the two gods, which was roughly 4 meters.
Of course, Lokreum was infinite in size, but he shrunk himself down to a perceivable 4 meters.
"Yes yes, proceed as you wish." He urged, preparing to fix any mishaps.
"Haha, yes!" Akatosh said happily, turning back around and looking at Revenant. "I hope you can survive this brother!"
He spread his arms wide and let the Apocalyptic essence in his cells charge towards Revenant.
A dark purple smoke left his palms and quickly consumed his brother, leaving not even a molecule behind.
With nothing left to consume, the energy quickly started eating away all the matter where Revenant had previously stood, though it was stopped by Akatosh rather quickly.
"The power..." He mumbled in ecstasy as he could feel every single memory and ability from Revenant being integrated into him.
This was all possible due to an innate ability built into Akatosh, an ability he called…
”Apocalypse!…” Akatosh moaned, falling to his knees trying to adjust to his newfound power.
The overwhelming amount of kreus that he had just gained would normally rupture his existence, but his ability negated that possibility.
Lokreum watched as Akatosh’s body bubbled, blisters of kreus appearing on his skin.
With a strange twist, the bubbles burst, sending kreus into the space around them.
The energy spiraled into the air as Akatosh felt most of his newly gained power draining from him.
Revenant slowly returned to life, his kreus solidifying into a wriggling hand as he continued to grow from nothing!
But another unexpected turn of events happened within the body of Akatosh. A fragment of Revenant’s kreus corrupted his very being, nullifying his abilities to an extent and making him decompose as Revenant regenerated.
The abilities of Revenant weren’t anything to scoff at.
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Slowly he was reborn, with a few abilities of Akatosh’s added to his arsenal and an immunity to death by cellular absorption.
He stood tall, his ashen grey figure motionlessly staring forward. His grey eyes simply glared at Akatosh, barely a thought in his mind. One thing that had changed about him was his new and rather rough long white hair. It seemed he may have pulled it from Akatosh with this new rebirth.
Overall, it seemed that the two now stood on equal ground, with Akatosh under Revenant’s near complete control thanks to the imprint his kreus left behind.
"Well... it seems if another consumes you, then you corrupt them, steal their abilities, and gain control over them..." Lokreum said in acknowledgment, stepping towards the two. "I wonder when this... virus-like ability was developed." He voiced, placing his palms on their shoulders.
"I gained much less then I thought I would..." Akatosh muttered with disappointment, feeling the clear authority Revenant held over him now.
"Hmm." Revenant mumbled, escaping the grasps of Lokreum and moving towards the walls of the Arena.
*Zip*
He teleported through space and appeared on the outside of the arena walls, staring straight at them.
*Inhale*
He acted as if he was sucking in all air in the immediate area, and powered up his muscles.
"HMPH!!" He grunted, releasing a merciless strike.
Spider web cracks appeared along the wall.
"Wow... your strength has increased rather drastically..." Lokreum marveled, appearing next to him. "Cracking a wall made of Vorhinium that’s enchanted by the Taboo law essences is surely an accomplishment."
"Even I wasn’t able to do this before..." Akatosh appeared, admitting the truth.
"... Well then." Revenant started, looking back at Akatosh over his shoulders. "Let’s fight!" He yelled with a grin, throwing a vicious strike that sent Akatosh flying into the infinite abyss.
""HAHA!"" The two laughed, launching punches as they traveled through the endless void.
"The perfect obstacles for the betterment of my soon to be, [Primordial Reality]." Lokreum said, glancing at the wall, repairing it with a thought.
"But let’s finish my experiments."
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*BOOM*
*BOOM*
Lokreum sat in his lab, examining the powerful offspring of both Revenant and Akatosh, the last of the perfected version of the chaotic species.
The last original God of the Eldrids.
The three Apocalyptic entities would be the first Eldratic gods.
The first Immortals...
Now having completed the complex mission of creating the progenitors of a new species, Lokreum thought of finding, and even creating, a few existences to fill his core reality.
But before that…
*Huff*
*Huff*
Multiple gasps for air could be heard as a door to the lab was opened, Revenant walking through it, dragging the limp body of Akatosh behind him.
"Father..." He sighed, throwing Akatosh off to the side.
Lokreum nodded in response, looking at the chamber that held an expressionless entity. Multiple horns sprouted over its head with two dark and intimidating eyes.
"Who, is this." Revenant asked, looking at the creature he could not recognize.
"The third Immortal, since It’s clear you two will need an entity with brains to help govern your race." Lokreum voiced.
”You two will not truly extract the beauty of existence if you are not led by someone that can truly think.” He added, turning to look at Revenant.
"Midas." Revenant said, his eyes glued on the specimen before him.
"You didn't think very long about it, but it is a good name." Lokreum shrugged, getting up from his seat and moving towards the unconscious Akatosh.
He crouched over him and stared for a moment, examining everything about the sleeping man.
It seemed that thanks to a passive evolution, Akatosh had stopped his problem of unconsciously leaking apocalypse. But in return, he had become more energetic, and whenever he slept... he would forge celestial bodies in his origin?
The origin was where essences were stored, and within Akatosh’s origin, he had used his dense amount of essence to forge stars and galaxies.
These clumped up bodies of essence had granted him even more power.
Each star that was forged was a boost in power, and he currently held hundreds of thousand.
This all went unknown to everyone besides Lokreum.
Not even Akatosh had noticed, he wasn’t paying any attention to his origin.
‘Being able to solidify such a destructive energy within your own origin is an accomplishment.’ Lokreum thought, stopping his prying into Akatosh’s core.
’That inspires me…’
"Anyways."
*BOOM*
Akatosh was viciously slapped back to reality, greeted by Lokreum’s eerie face.
"Wake up, It’s time to greet your fellow god."
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