Chapter Thirty Six, The Allure of Humanity.
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"So we have an agreement, Human God?" It was Revenant, who spoke to him, Seiya standing behind him.
They were in a dazzling throne room, Julius sitting on the chair that was rightfully his.
"I will shatter this reality, and govern it in it's entirety, and you will take control of the core. You will reside within the Infinite Expanse, and rule over Reality with equal authority to me." Revenant spoke.
"I will provide your miniature reality with competition. I'll allow Eldrids to invade your realm to boost it's rate of evolution, and you will assist me in invading other realities when I call for it. The rewards of our wars will be split between our parties, you gaining control of a reality while I receive the next." Revenant explained.
Julius rubbed his temples.
The Void Immortals went their separate ways after the battle, scouring reality and examining all they desired. They took the time to learn new laws and recover from the incredible damages they took.
Julius and Tyr on the other hand, returned to Earth. They discussed the future of the Apocryphal Domain, trying to uncover what lied ahead. They spent days recovering, catering to the humans, and explaining that everything would be alright. They even furthered their power, all the new praise from humanity bringing Julius to a whole new frontier of power.
That was when Seiya displayed himself to all the super existences.
He spoke of a hidden reality, within the core of the Apocryphal Domain. He explained that the Primordial Conscience had presented itself to him once more, telling him of the inner reality as an effort to keep both sides balanced.
Of course, he wasn't going to be trusted on a whim... So, Julius, Tyr, and Revenant accompanied the eccentric fellow, discovering he was telling the honest truth.
At the center point of reality was a raging storm. A cloud of countless laws and even a foreign... magic, of sorts.
Being the two leaders, Julius and Revenant took it upon themselves to venture into this storm, taking the brunt of the damage. They would emerge on the other side, a wondrous site greeting them.
It was a vast and... infinite... land.
A never ending landscape, filled with nothing but natural terrain and lesser wildlife.
Julius proposed an idea.
Julius proposed that he reside here, growing this reality under his wing, while the Eldrids take control of the outer reality.
The Eldrids will continue to pursue their truth, they would shatter the outer reality, creating countless lesser realms where they would allow Julius to drop off some of his inhabitants.
They would become the inhabitants of these realms, and the Eldratic Gods would forever infest them with Eldrids, creating infinite chaos and apocalypse.
While they did this, they would also venture out into the Cosmic Seas and capture other realities, giving half to Julius, and taking half for their own.
Of course this was because Julius would be required to help them capture these realities.
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It was a win-win for both parties!
"We indeed have an agreement." Julius replied.
"I look forward to the benefits of our Alliance." Julius nodded towards the two.
"As do I." Revenant responded, snapping his finger as he and the cocky Old Immortal disappeared into the folds of reality.
Of course, Seiya flashed a taunting smile before he vanished.
Julius could only shake his head.
His mind was rather exhausted, his eyes hovering over all the other existences within the throne room.
Namely just his highest of servants and the governors of his worlds.
"Leave. I need some time." He spoke, all of them instantly vanishing.
Julius sat there in silence for a few moments, his pains calming.
He felt his eye, grazing over the scar tissues that had formed on his face.
He was no longer the perfect entity from before.
He was scarred.
It seemed that damage from Ruination was not something that could be healed through any conventional means.
His hand found its way to his chest, resting there.
Julius sighed, letting his head fall backwards.
He stared up at the ceiling, thoughts swarming his head.
He wondered...
Where had all the time gone?
By technicality, he was only forty years old... But he had wisdom far beyond his years. Memories of countless lives he lived before this one. Yet, they were all muddled. His previous life, where he was nothing but a commoner. A minority in a world of segregation... He had died before he could even reach adulthood!
Most of his lives functioned this way.
An underdog that had his flamed snuffed prematurely. But, he still felt that he was someone. His system told him that he was the human progenitor! Yet, all his lives seemed to be lackluster?
Surely his first iteration was the greatest...
But, he couldn't remember any of it...
There was something... important, missing. Yet, he couldn't even remember it.
With an exhale, Julius closed his eyes. His hands grabbed at the arm chairs of his throne, as he braced his body. He attempted to rise, preparing himself for another journey.
He would have to bring all of humanity into the inner reality while the Immortals shattered the Apocryphal Domain... Then perhaps he would reincarnate humans souls into the shattered minor realities.
But of course, the first step was migration.
{Congratulations! True apocalypse has been avoided! You all have dealt with the problem better than the Primordial Sage had expected. The System will be shutting down, it's goal has been achieved.}
In an instant, all the existences within the Primordial Reality felt the disappearance of the System, and they couldn't help but drop their jaw in astonishment.
Julius ingrained the visage of the screen into his mind, his stomach turning as his senses flared.
"Who is this Primordial Sage?" The first level fifteen asked, his eyes narrowing.
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The creators of the Primordial realities sat within the void...
Lokreum gazed off into the distance, observing the two hovering between the bounds of existence.
It was intriguing seeing something other than what he had permitted out here in nonexistence, but he did not fret.
Kieron put a card down on the table, Lokreum's eye flicking over.
"You did not call ichi." Hearing those words, Kieron's shoulders sagged downwards.
"Human intelligence is full of gaps." He complained, picking up another two cards from the deck.
Lokreum chuckled, placing a card of his own down.
"So, how do you feel, oh great lord of existence?" Kieron smiled.
Lokreum's metaphysical eyes connected with his companions, silence over taking them for a few moments.
"I feel..." Space around him warped, his composition altering. With each of his passing thoughts, he changed. His body became more, real, he became more perceivable. Kieron could begin to understand his form. Where his body started, and where it ended. The color of his hair. The boundless wisdom within his eyes. The color of his skin. Even the expression on his face.
"I feel as if humanity is one of the most beautiful things you can observe." His finger tapped on the table. "The genuinity of emotion... The idea of not understanding everything. I think that... I'd like to see this beauty on a finer scale." A smile formed on his new face.
"The beauty of war is remarkable... But, the allure of humanity may be extraordinary."
Kieron stared into the image of his creator, his one friend.
He glossed over his short rough black hair. The soft skin, from head to toe. His red right eye, contrasting the purple pupil in his left. He looked rather young, maybe the age of a school boy, or a fresh adult... His image betrayed his wisdom, but he did not care.
For, right now? He was seeing the portrayal of his lords humanity.
Kieron smiled.
"I wholeheartedly agree."
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