The godkiller race was a highly advanced race. But they kept mostly to themselves. They were technologically enhanced.

But this race was really a clone of one person. Before they were the godkiller race, They were called something else.

They were born with extremely high IQ's. To become a scientist in their society, you had to be a monstrous prodigy.

You see. They had figured out what they call the 'All Actions Equation'. This was an extremely precise equation that could perfectly simulate the universe.

They had also created a device that could turn the waves of reality into data. They then compared the data from this device and their simulations and found their was a huge disturbance in the future.

Unknown to them. This was the moment John invaded this reality.

Their equation became inconsistent with the data from their devices.

But by the time the device had reported this data. It was too late for them to do anything. They were invaded by supreme beings and their society fell into a downward spiral.

Eventually, they entered a special trial.

All of their technological advantages were stripped from them. They became ordinary.

A monster of monsters was brought into this trial. He wasn't simply a genius. He was a freak among freaks.

He watched as his race died trial after trial.

He swore to understand the ranks and the foundation they worked on. He used mere scraps on a stage of the fourth trial.

He attempted to create a time machine. But it didn't work.

The way it operated. It was like throwing an anchor into the sea. You could only return to the place you had previously set the anchor.

He had successfully made a time machine.

Every time he died. He would return to the moment he first activated the machine.

He went into a rage. He blamed himself for not being smart enough to make a better machine. He was stuck in a loop of death.

As for the trial? He saw himself as a being beyond gods. Sure he was weak. But he could never be wiped out.

If his soul was wiped out?

He would just return to when he built the machine.

If his body was destroyed?

He would just come back.

He experienced this cycle he had put himself in for thousands of years.

A hatred began to form for 'supreme beings'.

"I will never become a god! I will become a god killer! I will restore my entire race!"

He never gave up. He knew that if he was to be a 'god killer'. He would need to progress in the trial and understand the power of these 'gods'.

He would study their strengths and weaknesses!

He had infinite tries.

He had infinite time.

He began to truly understand soul.

He became proficient in manipulating it like a material. If he didn't have the resources to build a perfect time machine. He would build the materials out of his body. He would build them out of his soul.

Soon his soul looked nothing like a normal person.

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He had made his soul into a time machine! He had no idea if it would work. Failure meant being wiped out.

It was time for him to end this endless cycle.

He had come to understand the power of 'gods'.

He turned on his machine. His soul blew up along with his body.

His consciousness was sent too far back in time! He wasn't sent to just before the divergence... he was sent to before the universe had even been born.

He was existing without soul.

He was existing without body.

Reality itself didn't support supernatural power yet.

But he was a genius! He saw a blue sun in the nothingness.

He was existing off of pure consciousness.

Through his gamble.

Through his determination.

Through his will.

He survived!

Time passed slowly. It was as if his consciousness was branded with his race. Eventually, it came to be time that he would be reborn.

He woke up as a baby of his race. He had his previous identity...

He had initially been hundreds of years old already when the divergence happened.

There was plenty of time to develop technology further.

He had a chance now! He was still a genius. But something was majorly different now. He knew about the future.

He also had access to extremely advanced technology. He wasn't working with scraps here.

Through his research. He had built a proper time machine.

He knew that his race was doomed to be fodder for the cosmos.

He planned to make his own race.

He randomly disappeared one night. He was a very popular scientist. He had invented many things. But he just one day vanished.

Meanwhile...

He appeared in a self built spaceship big enough to hold a few warehouses.

He had taken him and his spaceship back in time.

He established his own race by himself.

He named this race.

'Godkiller'.

This race had no origin. It appeared out of nowhere.

But in truth. It was made of clones of himself that had been technologically enhanced. Their souls had been built with purpose.

Just like he made a time machine using his soul as the material. He had made the souls of the godkillers special and immune to the soul disruptors he designed.

He found a suitable planet. He then terraformed the planet making it suitable for life. He had long ago made himself immortal.

He was waiting for the divergence point!

Because he had went back in time.

He waited for thousands of years. He continued to develop his technology.

This time... he would be prepared! Supreme beings would be appearing all around the universe. So even though his planet was disguised. Some still found their way to his doorstep.

He had experienced the power brought to his soul in his past life. He had developed ways to deal with these unwelcome invaders.

But he was cautious and kept to himself.

He planned to one day eradicate all gods.

He remembered when he existed off of consciousness alone. When he was alive before the birth of the universe. He knew about Emflowcreagen.

He hid himself well.

But who would have thought that John who he didn't know was the concept he had seen would appear?

They just thought it was another invader. The information wasn't even delivered to him.

He was monitoring the future of the universe.

Researching a proper way to invade the calamity realm.

But his research was sure to be a disappointment. As that realm no longer existed.

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1.78e8's POV:

"How is the timeline?"

"It is still isolated. But you're going to want to see this."

A group of scientist gathered around to look at the data on the newest alien they had added to their database.

"He actually has DNA? It isn't a god?"

"Maybe some sort of hybrid!"

"Why is the reality warp detector picking up such intense waves?"

"This guy is hiding a lot of secrets..."

"Should we report this to Genesis?"

"No. He would get mad at us interrupting his research."

"Let's see... it seems to match the genome of a 'human'. But his skin is too tough, his bones too durable, and his organs too fused. I'm thinking it is a hybrid between a god and a human."

"Not to mention he had nanites... he must come from a technologically advanced race."

"His existence itself seems to be warping the reality. His destiny is likely eternal or higher."

"What was he doing in our territory? Haven't all mortals been transported into the trial?"

"It's all in the spin!"

ALERT!!! Subject 764 has left containment!

"How did he escape? Quickly. Paralyze him through the soul lock."

"It is disconnected!"

"He infiltrated our technology! Just who the hell is this guy!?"

A white mask appeared on all of the screens.

"I am Destinatus! The harbinger of destruction!"

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John felt like having a bit of fun.

"Let us commence operation freedom!"

His A.I Chip still wasn't powered. A battle suit appeared around him and his aura began to refill.

The few days he had spent in this prison. His artificial intelligence had been data scraping and monitoring his condition.

He could hear all of the conversations in the base as of now. He looked through his own files.

"I'm warping reality?"

John took over the screens and holographs in the labs.

John's disguise also appeared over him.

"I am Destinatus! The harbinger of destruction!"

"I noticed you have captured some of my children... I am a very forgiving person."

"Bring me to your leader. Or I will release everyone in this prison."

John could feel his artificial intelligence in battle against this worlds version.

It was putting up quite a good fight.

Soon a godkiller with their hands empty and raised walked towards John.

"You don't have to do anything insane. We can talk this out."

"Stalling? Bring me to your leader."

"Trust me. You don't want to meet our leader. He will wipe you out!"

"I'll take my chances..."

Soon John was in a shuttle heading towards the leader of the godkiller race.