Matter can be neither created or destroyed. The same is the case for energy. It can only change form.

But a system can become more or less organized.

Entropy can increase or decrease.

The remains of John's corpse.

The remains of his will.

And most importantly the remains of his true existence.

There was no consciousness guiding these remains.

But once the dimension disappeared.

These parts also vanished.

Things that don't exist. They go to nonexistence.

That is the abyss.

When someone dies, they are either reincarnated or go to the abyss. When John was a concept and designed his will. He adjusted the abyss so that he wouldn't go there upon death. His spirit body would remain aware around his body.

He currently lacked a spirit body.

He had no soul.

But his 'intent'. The last instruction he gave it was to 'not disappear'.

Thanks to the work of his concept ahead of time. His remains refused to mix in the abyss. It was like oil floating on water.

The system of calamity's data was still together.

His remains bunched up together outside of the abyss.

Something interesting started to happen.

You see. The place John's remains were at was special. Time worked quite differently. Billions of years passed in this space. But in terms of time that passed for the universe he had invaded. Not even a second had passed.

Imagine you have taken a watch apart and placed it in a bag with all the parts needed to assemble it...

Let's then say you shook this bag repeatedly.

How long would it take for the watch to assemble itself? This sort of situation was happening to the remains of John's true existence.

This should've been impossible.

The parts were shaking together and through unintelligent action transformed from a true existence into something else.

To say billions of years passed would be an understatement.

A magnificent existence was rotating outside the boundaries of nonexistence.

Each layer on John's true existence had a power.

The first layer was soul mimic.

The second layer had negative source, mortalize.

The third layer was green source, lifesteal.

John's system wasn't online.

Lifesteal began to eat the barrier of the abyss.

The things that didn't exist. They were feasted upon by John's remains.

He still remained in a deep sleep.

Name: John Destinatus

Age: 11,222,456,874,321 (21)

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Rank: 0

Existence: 3

Strength: 25

Dexterity: 25

Constitution:80

Perception:100

Energy:1000

Abilities: Abyssal Body, Aura Body, Respawn, Teleport, Disguise, Detonation, Waypoint

Talents: Soul Mimic, Mortalize, Lifesteal

John's body took on aspects of the abyss due to his lifesteal reconstructing his body from scraps of the abyss.

His will was damaged... so he didn't respawn using it. It was thanks to his rank 3 talent that he even revived at all.

He wasn't in a state to make any decisions himself.

His true existence was no more. It was evolving into something else.

John was somehow breathing in the dark energy of the abyss.

He looked at the hole in reality.

He was not thinking at all. He was acting on pure instinct.

The remnants of his true existence rotated in his hand.

He flew through the hole in reality and found himself in a empty void.

There was no atmosphere here. He should've died.

But he didn't. His body had adjusted to be able to survive along the barrier of the abyss. His abyssal body made it so his body could adapt to even an environment of void.

He shouldn't have been able to see.

But he could.

His entire nervous system was running on data eaten from the abyss. His body was almost like that of a god's. Except it wasn't made from laws, but of dark energy.

It hadn't completely transformed. But it was massively different then how it had once been.

John held his existence with both hands and began to compress it.

Lightning started to shoot out all over his body attacking him.

Reality began to warp as if it was synchronized with his existence.

When John blew up his true existence. He actually created something quite interesting.

An 'imprint'.

He was currently imprinting himself on this space.

As he compressed his existence more and more. His existence started to crack. But he wasn't paying any attention to the risk. He wasn't conscious at all.

Soon the crack of space he found himself ascended through his imprint.

It shot through the boundaries of reality! It soon existed outside of the layers of reality.

He had somehow created his own dimension!

It took on characteristics of his existence.

It was full of negative source!

His existence finally shattered and was gone completely.

His eyes never had any intelligence to them in the first place.

He just sat there like a statue.

At the place where his existence shattered, something similar to a blackhole began to form. He was sucked into it as it vanished.

He still lacked a soul.

He now lacked a body.

He lacked a spirit body.

The blackhole compressed itself into a simple point.

Then it burst into a blue flame.

Soon, it had become a blue sun.

It looked like the original mind of his calamity realm. But make no mistake, this wasn't a concept.

John had acquired a global existence!

His existence had crossed the bottleneck and became pseudo-rank 4. The only thing it lacked was a energy source and talent.

John finally woke up from his slumber.

He felt amazing.

Confused, yes. But also amazing.

John felt as if he had an unbreakable connection to this space. It was like his own personal 'cosmic order'.

His 'will' was broken. But the programming had been assimilated by John.

The ritual to become rank 4 had pretty much been completed on accident.

John also now had a mysterious artifact outside of reality. He couldn't be wiped out!

Tendrils of energy came out of his global existence. In these tendrils held the programming of his will.

Soon his soul was reconstructed.

His will was fixed.

His body was reconstructed.

He was surprised to find that he was able to survive in this space. There wasn't any oxygen. But he breathed quite comfortably, despite lacking an atmosphere.

He was operating on the logic of a god.

"How unscientific!"

Name: John Destinatus

Age: 11,222,456,874,321 (21)

Rank: 2

Existence: 3 (4)

Strength: 25

Dexterity: 25

Constitution:80

Perception:1000

Energy:1000

Abilities: Abyssal Body, Aura Body, Respawn, Teleport, Disguise, Detonation, Waypoint

Talents: Soul Mimic, Mortalize, Lifesteal

John knew trillions of years had passed. So many things should've changed.

He teleported to his planet. He expected to find a dead star and empty space. But he was wrong.

His A.I Chip connected to his servers and he was surprised.

"Only a single day has passed? That's impossible!"

He felt at the core of his being. He could tap into his global existence.

He vanished and appeared in his realm.

"So comfortable! I suppose I have to name this place."

"Since I am now permanently tied to this place. It houses my existence..."

"This is the start of my legend! I have been reborn..."

"I'll name this my 'Emergence Point'."

"Maybe I should blow up my existence more often..."

John shook his head. That idea was a bit ridiculous!

"I suppose now it is time to become rank 4!"