Chapter Twenty Nine, The Second Immortal and The Human Progenitor.
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"This reality will most likely be shattered as an outcome of this battle." Lokreum turned to Sage, his eyes dimming for a moment.
"Many things are being reworked these days… Maybe it's time to upgrade myself. I'm failing to keep up with the times." According the firmaments of power he had built, Lokreum wasn't even qualified to enter the 13th level.
There were few entities who even knew of his existence!
Besides for the twin omnipotents, Kieron, and the peak powers of the Apocryphal Domain…
There was not a single soul that was sure of his existence…
"It might be time to change the way I utilize my power…." He nodded, grasping his chin.
"Though I'll save this for the future." He muttered.
After doing so, a portion of his body materialized within the Inbetween, his gaze turning to the infinite realities around him.
"Hmm…" He hummed thoughtfully, his hands rising.
He rearranged existence.
The composition of the Realities changed. They became rather massive spatial tears. Surrounding them, thick, turbulent clouds appeared, acting as a shield of sorts.
Passing through the turbulent, destructive storm clouds of Law essence would allow one to get close to the reality.
It would still depend on their strength to see whether or not they could actually enter.
Lokreum turned his gaze towards the primordial realities, glaring in achievement, seeing as they were two of the biggest clouds in the immediate vicinity.
He raised his hands and transformed them, the Olden Realm turning into a black cloud, parallel to the purple Apocryphal Domain.
"What a change!" A voice came from behind Lokreum.
"It is necessary." Lokreum responded, Kieron stepping to his side.
"Long time no see, Will of Existence." Kieron smiled, making Lokreum turn to look at him.
"You have changed!" Lokreum said, looking at the dark hazy existence with a frightening grin on his face.
"You have not!" Kieron responded with a chuckle.
"Correct, but it's definitely time for one." Lokreum said, Kieron nodding in agreement.
"Would you like to witness the first coming of apocalypse with me?" He asked, Kieron looking towards his dark Olden Realm.
"Why not, I don't have much to do as of now."
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BOOMM!!
Akatosh was sent flying through space, the layers of dimensionality shattering as he came to a stopping point.
"Haha! You're a powerful one!" He chuckled crazily, kicking off space and flying towards the tall, lanky, porcelain skinned, white haired man.
"I might have slimmed down over the years, but that does not mean I am weak!" Julius exclaimed with a crazed smile, his hand blasting forward as a sword that was hovering over his head shot towards Akatosh.
Clank!
The sword bounced off of Akatosh's forearm as his hand reached out for Julius' neck.
"[Skin of Royalty]!" Julius shouted, the hand Akatosh was reaching with, bouncing off of an invisible barrier.
"I did not give you permission to touch me." Julius said, his gaze darkening.
"You are truly strange! To have the authority of so many powerful laws! You truly are a main character as Jack said…" Akatosh smiled, his hands lifting towards his chest.
"But can you withstand a force that can collapse universes?" He dug his hands into his chest, prying open the cavity.
"I am not a god for no reason!"
A dark mist darted out of his body, enveloping Julius.
"Hmph! I am the [Progenitor of Humanity], I have trillions of souls backing me!" Julius exclaimed, his Kreuvian Crown above his head solidifying further.
"[Indomitable Human Spirit]." In but a moment, the dark cloud surrounding Julius was dispersed, a golden ethereal light pouring off his skin.
"Oh…" Akatosh frowned, "That's a first."
BOOM!
Before he could realize, a fist had smashed into his face, the layer of Apocalyptic Defense he had set up, being shattered.
"Ouch!" He exclaimed.
"You broke my face!" Akatosh screamed, stabilizing himself in space.
"Kidding." With these words, Akatosh seemed to disappear from existence.
Julius examined his surroundings, gazing at the collision of trillions of level 11's and 12's combating his elite troop of level 13's.
"You're people can't even handle the lesser clones of my existence, and you think you will win this war?" Julius announced to the blank space around him.
"I've prepared myself for you demons for years now. I could have broken through to the 14th level almost 10 years ago! Yet I chose to solidify my foundation… I am invincible within the rules of reality!" Julius yelled, sensing fluctuations off to his side through his Fate Sense.
"Use it!" Fate screamed at him with urgency, his eyes widening.
"[LORD OF REALITY]!" Julius shouted, his alarms blaring as he felt a massive chunk of his essence deplete.
"[Apocalypse]." He heard Akatosh whisper.
His Fate darkened, his Aspect threatening to rip itself apart.
"NNGH!" Julius groaned, using his most powerful skill to rule reality in the nearby vicinity, forcefully stopping the invading attack at the cost of vast amounts of essence and kreus.
"…[Apocalypse]." Akatosh revealed himself, purple energy emanating off of his existence, his body cracking as Julius struggled against the Law shattering damage he was facing.
"You're perseverance is commendable, but you have simply not lived long enough to face me." Akatosh spoke, watching as blood dripped from all of Julius' orifices.
He was watching the flow of Law essences around him, and it was indeed amazing.
Controlling hundreds of laws perfectly, giving himself complete dominion over his immediate area? That was something most would struggle to do.
Using so many Law essences at once? Even Akatosh was afraid his origin would crumble.
"Your time has come. [Apocalypse]." With this final activation of the ability, Julius crumbled.
His origin cracked, his eyes turned lifeless, and his soul dispersed.
BOOM!
His form exploded, nearly a thousand different law essences flying out in every direction.
"Aw man-"
Akatosh's body was already under severe strain, having activated one of his most powerful skills Three times in a row…
The bombardment of law essences put him over the edge.
Akatosh was knocked away, his consciousness slipping as he faced severe damages.
It was an incredible fight.
Despite it being rather short, fights at this level could be determined in the blink of an eye.
Turning focus towards the battle nearby them, the billions of lower existences fighting the level 13 clones of Julius…
They had lost the battle, just before the lesser clones of Julius dispersed!
The bodies of trillions floating in space before they were completely disintegrated by Julius' raging rampant essences.
This entire region of reality, the nearby universal superclusters…
They were all tainted by his energies!
This sector would forever be altered, the Laws of reality functioning differently…
One tenth of Reality would never be the same!
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