They have become too brazen lately. It is time I remind them.

150,000 years in the future.

All of civilizations have come to an end. The reality distorting wave consuming the entire universe was only stopped at the last moment by the work of the entire future society association. All of time has come to an end.

Here, the last remaining human live, sheltered in their absolute reality sphere, imposing their sense of reality upon the world so that they too won't be forgotten, consumed by the sphere of never ending destruction . Effectively time has stopped. Outside of this sphere, reality as everyone knows it does not exist. The epitome of human, Elder things and K'rul's technology, it was only possible under the leadership of the supreme leader.

The human of old may have scorned the hierarchy based system of the current politic, however, when ability holder are taken into account, why is the one fittest to lead not lead? The one who understand all of future and past technology, with considerable power that put down the other "natural born" ability holders to carve out the future that they have today.

And yet lately, many has found it hard to remember who the supreme leader is. Just who is he? Is civilization going to be alright?

The civilization at the end of the dream cannot determine the cause of their demise. In a last ditch effort, the coordinate for when the timeline was altered was determined, 150,000 years in the past.

What makes it stranger was that the date and location was very exact.

On a collapsed bridge in the middle of a city

Even though the last and first civilization has the ability to change the past, they have not interfered that much.

However, lately, they are finding it increasingly difficult to effectively alter the timeline. Their capability is ceding to exist. Reality has been rewritten, even behind the absolute reality sphere, the very foundation of their reality has been altered.

And yet all of this was very familiar.

Ability Holders.

A record of a long time ago. The Supreme Leader too was one of those people, but it has been too long ago, that even they could not rely on that knowledge to make a judgement.

The final day of the last civilization was incredibly difficult.

A final soldier was sent back to the past entrusted with the future. He carried the heart of the old world, an absolute reality sphere that was supposed to protect an entire world, now it is subjected to protect only one person. The latest weaponry, capable of subduing even the most powerful ability holder, and, if necessary, erase them completely from the timeline.

With that final effort, the last soldier of tomorrow was sent to the past. From there he will make the past his home, from there he will set out to lay the foundation to an organization that investigate the disturbance of the past to change the unchangeable future.

With the final alteration to the timeline, their ability to meddle finished, the last of the leaders of the last civilization made their way to the Supreme Leader to see his face one last time. Among them, there was the father of the last soldier sent to the past. His heart was filled with pain knowing that it may have been the last time he saw his son, and also hope that perhaps he too could see him again one day, when everything has been fixed.

When they approach the Supreme Leader, his back was turned. Just who is the Supreme Leader, why have they forgotten, this answer, they need to answer it.

And yet when they move to see his face, everything too, has stopped.

The reality distorting wave bearing down on civilization has stopped completely. Trillions upon trillions were saved. Perhaps...

"Great leader? Did you finally save us?"

He was silent at first, however in the air, a slow chuckle strangles the comfortable silence the future people has been so used to.

"Are you aware that this timeline does not exist?"

Finally, the supreme leader speaks.

"Excuse me?"

The chancellors and leaders look at each other questionably. The supreme leader was shaped like a human, however, who is he?

"This timeline, this universe, this reality, it does not exist. In the first place, you were worried about your increasing inability to affect the fabric of space and time and that you have lost the mastery of reality you have treasured so much."

It was a revelation alright, but of what kind.

"Yesterday you sent someone toward the unknowable past, however it was a paradox. Even though you sent him with your mastery of reality, however in the first place, this place does not exist, nor does that mastery of your exist."

There was an urgency in the hearts and minds of men present. Just who is he. Just who is the Supreme Leader, he has always been there, through out all of civilization, nurturing growth and stability. Just who is he? WHo iS He? Just why can't anybody remember?

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"What do you mean?" The father of the future soldier finally asks, braver than his fellows.

"I mean, in the first place, none of this existed. This timeline, this society,this history, this growth, this down fall.

None of this existed in the first place. Ah, you have been so prideful of your mastery of reality. And you were incredibly sadden when all of it fades away, like paint on a canvas. Take no heed of that, you did great.

After all, it was not that you have slowly lost your ability to alter the fabric of reality. You did not have that ability in the first place. This is just returning to the original, the truth, you never have that ability in the first place."

The revelation sent chill down the people spine.

Life. Reality. Time.

All of it exists in accordance of nature. What does it mean for something to not have existed in the first place, only coming to be with all of the lives and history of a civilization?

The few that did not break down from the revelation was angry. They demand answer. Just what does it means. Just how is this possible. They just sent someone back to the observable past-

"And that is the best part. You create a paradox. You, from a future that does not exist sent someone back to the past that truly existed. When he comes too, he will not have a past or a future in any case. It is like creating something from nothing. How could someone that does not have an actual history exist in the real world with its own history that does not exist? He will be alone, the only one of his kind, coming into existence from nothing even though he believes he is from the 'future', as an eternal testament to your sin, he will be made to exist, find out the truth and suffer. He has no mother, he has no mother, he has no past. All of this does not exist.

He. He he he."

Having enough, the father of the future soldier overthrow the chair that the supreme leader has been sitting on, the eternal leader of the future society. Such action surprise many.

"Nonsense. How could any of this be? Steel yourself, don't let yourself be tricked, this man is not who he said he is."

However, when the supreme leader stands up, it was to the detriment of the father that his words, the supreme leader's words was true. He has a human body but has no face. Instead of a head, there is a space where the 'unreality' existed. Radiating the natural truthness of his words. This world is a falsehood.

"You existed because I will it. And your existence will end when I demand it.

But currently, I don't demand it! Ha ha."

Suddenly the man stands up to say that.

Such casual words did nothing to sway the cruelty his words have inflicted upon the populous.

They couldn't stop him even if they tried, this is their reality now, all of their mastery of reality reduced to nothing.

"A testament to our sin. A testament to our SIN? Just what are you talking about? Just what does he have to do with this? My son?"

The one who asked was under a meltdown himself.

However, the supreme leader chooses that moment to sit down.

"In fact the game was ricked from the start. I, too do not exist."

His words serve to further confuse the participants.

"150,000 years, I was just a construct. My actions was guided, watching you grow, flourish and perish. It was just a long ploy. It was hard to take revenge, but since I do not exist, I don't feel tired. Time was just like a canvas for me.In time the artist painted that 150,000 years have passed and I stayed to watch paint dry. I am your benefactor, I am your leader. I am your leader, I am your leader. All of your actions was predicted by me, a perfect inhuman entity that was created as a tool. My actions are perfect because I exist in a universe that did not exist in the first place, and the universal creator gave me the key. Do I look like him? I do. Do I have his will? I do. I am an avatar of conduct but I am not him because I do not exist. I'm just here to torment you. "

"Are you a god? And why does my son involve you?"

"It is a paradox that you created. You sent him back in time to change your non-existence even though it was a lost cause, his actions, his organization disturbed the maker. The maker will me as a conduct, creating your entire existence as punishment for the folly of the future soldier. It was by his will that this entire timeline where the future soldier come from does not exist, and so it doesn't, and that it was by his wish that even though you don't exist, you will be tormented forever. I am the key, the conduct, the reality, the time, the destiny that leads you here. And now, I will torment you forever."

"But isn't all of this your actions? How is it our fault, the puppets under your string-"

"Don't you fucking dare question me"

The entire civilization that does not exist was then tormented forever, to the end of time.

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I wake up hazily. Everything is back to normal.

I think I did it again.

Does this mean what is currently happening to me is my fault? Ah damn it. That is why I don't like that OP power, even if it was me, I could not actually contain the spillover