An hour and forty-five minutes later the Earth Exploded.
A hundred times more chunks of world and shattered corpses erupted from the blast than actually made up the earth to begin with, as chunks of other worlds joined the mix. Heavens and Hells emptied, fantasy and science fiction themed worlds shattered as they became too real, and merged with the original earth, the veils between worlds destroyed, all Terran space and time brought to the same place in one horrifying moment.
As if the destruction was happening in slow motion,30 nigh-indestructible seeds automatically found their new places in space. 14 vaults of Sin and 16 crystalline magical AI/system Cores, these seeds each held Jux and other powerful AI, as well as Gods and other such beings who were informed of the world’s fate and how to help some of their people “survive” it. Tendrils of light lashed out from the gems to collect souls and chunks of the various worlds, channelling energy into Jux’s Core to hasten her Deification.
Jux knew the original plan needed her to save most of the gods as anchors for the world, but she didn’t like the possibility of too many of them dying and destabilizing the world. She didn’t want to save the world only to lose it again. Her new divine powers gave her a glimpse of a better way. So she started by saving a small magical sun from a collapsing fantasy world. In its home reality, the tiny star rotated around the world, instead of the other way around. She used it as the core of the world. fed the star every other lost star, useless God.
She made a pocket within the star first for sorting spare world bits. The pocket would grow with the star. She anchored the new well of souls into this new star, forever ensuring the star would self replenish and grow based on the amount of life it helps sustain, prioritizing the creation and balance of souls over star growth. She fed her crystal seed core into the star as well, making it the core of herself and the new world.
Instantly afterwards the amount of energy she and the other Cores had to work with drastically increased in quantity as well as quality. They were able to save substantially more souls and micro dimensional anchors like gods and dungeons now, which gave them yet more fuel for Jux’s Divine star’s growth.
Jux used a dash of energy to pull molten metals from the world chunks and create a lattice between the other 29 cores that were in formation around her divine star. That lattice became the skeleton of a Divine Dyson Sphere to trap every type of energy radiating from her divine Micro-Star, which in turn allowed them to save more world pieces and souls to fuel the world and the star’s growth and efficiency.
Eventually, she used the growing lattice as a frame to build the world’s skin, covering it with land and ocean, filling in the blank spaces with pieces of rescued worlds, and giving the most intact souls they saved a new life on this strange new world.
She then used more world chunks to create a second world on the inside of the Dyson sphere. A gravitic manipulation was woven into the lattice ensuring the peoples of the inner world would stand on the inside of the sphere and look up at her divine star. She created an energy filter that would rotate around her star and simulate the effects of night and day for this inner world.
The same effects that were woven into a simple bag of holding gave this inner world the potential to be bigger than the outer world. The outer world was already triple the surface area of the original earth. Now every time the star grew from the raw faith and other excess energies of this new reality, so too did the inner world. Meaning that theoretically, this new world could never outgrow its own ability to stay stable.
Quickly the pieces of the exploding world stopped rocketing outward and were instead pulled towards the earth before they seemed to vanish as they hit the atmosphere. Destroyed buildings and people on them absorbed then remade whole again somewhere on or inside this new world. Extra bits and people they had no room for yet stored in the star itself.
Then She created a system to hold it all together, she fused every willing God, System, or AI into this new system, her new friends and ancient mentors all but fuel in the fires of her divine fusion. The birth of a system that could account for and quantify anything in this new world. even her.
Then her last act as the supreme being of the new world; she gave this new system her seat at the heart of the divine star in the core of the world. Giving ultimate power to something that would keep the earth alive past the heat death of Sol itself, A system To battle Entropy, with an edge of benevolence, but not so much as to have it try and do something like negate free will for everyone's own good.
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The “survivors” of the old worlds. who were unknowingly reborn into a world about to go through every apocalyptic horror ever imagined by life in the worlds. Those she tried to save would likely not thank her for what their eternal free will cost them though.
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She moved herself to a now-empty world seed crystal close to the building housing her Original AI mainframe that still housed all the access data for her original, once digital, creations.
The AI mainframes had been flooded with and enhanced by the divine energy of her deific ascension. Now they acted as anchors for the unstable realities whose time she had to keep paused for now. She was too weak to support them at the moment.
Congratulations! You have gained the Unique Divine Feat: System’s Parent
Congratulations! You have gained the Mythical Divine Feat: Uncorrupted by Omnipotence
“-Sigh- Nobody told me what the frack I am supposed to do now. Hold that contest between any surviving world master candidates I guess? No, I need more energy, more sources of sustainable faith. More pylons. -Chuckles darkly-
Maybe, she should work on building a following like all the other Gods? Gods whose very fate I weighed and balanced only moments ago.
-Heavier Sigh- Maybe I’ll just hand out some powerful items to potential champions”
Jux spent a few minutes navigating her menu’s to read her new stats and abilities and try to figure out how to find champions. Apparently, she needed to pick a species to act as her divine servants. they seemed to be like angels or demons of other gods, beings that could interact with mortals in her place.
She eventually picked Gargoyles. She wanted servants immune to the stresses of time, but not really associated with good or evil. Her other domain of unlikely champion was not limited to heroes or villains after all. Gargoyles stood guard over churches and mansions around the world, creatures that could grant death or sanctuary. They could also be an eternal monument to what was lost so she felt like they suited her.
Several parts of her mind searched the real world for existing gargoyles to recruit and interesting statues to grant life to. She made popular monuments she was able to save several copies of from similar worlds into her “arch-angel” equivalent stations. Like a pair similar but not identical versions of the statue of liberty. Placed in an area where she had put several versions of the new york city area together into one area for thematic stability.
She also looked for unique or interesting specimens. Like one gargoyle with broken wings on an apartment building roof. At some point, kids made a cigar, trench coat, and even film noir style fedora hat out of clay for him. The clay clothing was many years old, hardened crudely by a blowtorch and then sealed lovingly with a waterproof glaze. While the clothes where old, the pots of flowers and some drawings in a waterproof scroll case around his neck were new, showing that the love some people held for the barely living construct was an ongoing occurrence.
While weak now, his potential shone to her instincts, as both a divine servant and unlikely champion of his own. Even though old earth's low mana density left him unable to move often or far before she re-made the world, she would have chosen him just for the mystery his appearance represented, a spark of life already or not.
Another interesting choice, somewhere between the damaged but loved gargoyle, and the colossal Liberty Twins. A giant spidery horror bronze statue in Ottawa that stands over 30 feet tall, a part of what was Ottawa, Canada, that was in the inner world now. Jux saw them all as the perfect angels for her new faith. One gifted with the faith and love of children. Another powerful display of the artist’s love and respect for her mother. (Represented by a spider because her mother was a Weaver.) Statues to welcome the weary to their new home after crossing the world. One and all works of art, that can protect and grant the worthy her gifts.
“Awaken Protector Steve, Wake Up Great Guardian Maman, Awaken Mighty Twins of Liberty there’s work to do
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Oh shit Maman! There’s a nuke headed nearby! Take cover!”