Where Did He Go?!

“And you,” Yexen pointed at Heian Ciemnosc with his right hand. He didn't do anything, but Heian Ciemnosc felt his entire body crushing under a friction of gravity which could obliterate him at any given moment. Yexen continued, “To think I wouldn't know what was happening behind the closed 'crimson' doors if I didn't come take a look myself!”

“…” Heian Ciemnosc said nothing, and he would find it difficult to do if he wanted to. He felt his body start collapsing, when Yexen Heraxle finally uttered, parting his eyes from him and staring at Alyona. His gaze turned admiring, and his eyes glinted. “Let me take you here and now. This young man must also kneel and kowtow, and I’ll let the Crimsonbreaking Faction go. You can stop playing leading something. In my Heraxle Clan, nobody will be able to even want to mess with you!”

Yemen spoke with conviction, but there was proactiveness and confidence behind his words and attitude. Just as Heian Ciemnosc and Alyona worried Milyy would step out and face this existence as a being, another voice similar to Yexen’s sounded in between both parties.

“Brother, I think it’s time you stopped being so nefariously unbecoming of your status.” Another young man entered space, similar to how Yexen Heraxle had done several seconds ago. Yexen’s body stiffened and looked in the voice’s direction. A young man appeared, with a gentle and caring countenance and similar features to Yexen.

“Ah! The Holy Son! Come on, little brother. Although you’re not my future wife, you should at least address me by my title, too! I always do the same for you, do I not?” Yexen suddenly came to life and spread his arms open. Then, he dismissively swung his left hand at the newcomer and stared at Alyona with an ardent gaze. “Now, Pinor. Just wait at the side. I’ll deal with my matters first, and you can bring ‘his’ corpse with me. Okay?”

“No. Brother, I’m afraid you’ve misunderstood my intentions for coming here. I had already known you left the territory. I’ve also been watching since you left.” Pinor Heraxle said, lightly forming a claw at his shirt’s collar, noble and caring. He continued as the spaceships around them remained still. “Let me tell you this. I believe befriending little friend here will give the Clan endless benefits. Do not let your emotions cloud you. In the future, he might become uninterested with women. You’ll understand what patience’s reward means by then.”

“…” Heian Ciemnosc suddenly lifted his left eyebrow in an arc when he heard those words… for more than 1 reason. He continued listening, as the others and him could do only that. Yexen remained silent for a while before opening his mouth, “… Heh. Patience, huh? Have you gotten gutsy, brother? Was messing around before too much for you? Tsk. It was just-”

“I’ve made my decision!” Pinor Heraxle suddenly shouted. His voice trembled in the first 2 words, but the latter 2 built his courage up. He looked at Yexen while releasing his claw, standing with both his arms to the sides as Yexen’s eyes narrowed.

“You gotta be kidding me,” said Yexen. He stared deeply into Pinor’s eyes and said, taking a short trident with an extended, red rope below its handle. Pinor took his weapon out, too, as Yexen continued with a bantering tone. A short, metallic gray-blue saber with identical luster appeared in Pinor’s right hand as he folded it below his left armpit. These weren’t just weapons anymore…

“You finally decided to make Father happy? It’s a pity it’s a little too late, right? You had Eons to do that, what took you so long? Hahahaha. Was the death of mortals that significant for y-” Yexen suddenly halted. His eyes widened as Pinor looked behind at Alyona, slightly nodded, and appeared before Yexen an instant later.

… pfwoooooooouuu…

“… … …” The Crimsonbreaking Faction remained silent even as the Saint and Holy Sons left their surroundings. It only took them 2 seconds to disappear from everyone’s sight. Heian Ciemnosc marveled at this kind of power level he’d thirst for in the following years of his life. Shaking his head, he looked at Alyona, who seemed helpless. He nodded at her before echoing his voice throughout the Crimsons again, including the Kingdoms.

“Keep moving, we’ll become surrounded if we don’t move. 5 Kingdoms’ Crimsons, move to the Mothership! It’s time you know where your people lay. You’ll become Crimsons from now on, including every inhabitant from these Kingdoms.” Heian Ciemnosc’s words were irrefutable.

He had barely said his words when hundreds and hundreds of trillions started moving from the Kingdoms to the Mothership via extra large vessels. Meanwhile, the Crimson Space Station suddenly appeared dozens of kilometers from where the battlefield took place. The Crimsons moved, not willing to waste another quarter of a minute, lest they are stopped by more existences…

After reuniting with the Space Station, the Crimsons didn’t enter it, as it was already full in their docks, everywhere. They flew beside the Space Station, using the Mothership as the central nucleus/beacon of a grand battle array formation, speeding and zooming into the distance. Although it was many times slower than the Heraxles’ Sons, the Crimsons still traveled faster than ever before…

Pfwuop.

“Master,” before the person to suddenly appear before him showed up with a teleportation, Heian Ciemnosc called out. Calisneia’s voice exclaimed with a soft ‘huh?’ before fascinatingly looking at Heian Ciemnosc. She lifted her hands and caressed his jaws with their outwards side, “Heian Ciemnosc… I can no longer discern your cultivation base.”

Rustle, grab~.

With a gentle motion, and his large hands softly grabbing her delicate wrists, Heian Ciemnosc looked at Calisneia and said with their faces barely apart from each other. “It’s because it’s no longer from the cultivation system the world knows. It’s one meant to be in the future. But that’s something I can talk about only after reminding this world’s whose it's daddy.”

“Ah… what is it?” Calisneia nodded, glad to hear his words through the understandings she granted him from the bottommost corners of her knowledge. Heian Ciemnosc gave his wife 2 meaty, wanton kisses before responding, “Dark God… more specifically, the ‘Almighty stage’.”

“That’s… weird,” Calisneia said. If there was one thing that didn’t change across the thousands of Archeons and rumored hundreds of Changes, it was the Godhood Step. It had always been the same.

“No matter, you go. I’ll keep everyone safe. Don’t spend too much time frolicking. The new people and the old should get used to each other in less than a millennium, I want you there by 500 years.” Calisneia nodded and didn’t pry anymore. She tapped everywhere on Heian Ciemnosc’s face with her lips before lovingly pecking him. Their lips intertwined without much movement, and their faces so close to each other's. Sigh, how they’ve missed this.

“Oh.” Separating their faces, Heian Ciemnosc caressed Calisneia’s face, running her hair down the sides of her face before gently uttering, “I’ll let Milyy, Hong Mei, and the Fairies in your care.”

WVOMP. Calisneia caringly nodded before teleporting away, leaving Heian Ciemnosc alone. After contemplating the endlessness of the cosmos, Heian Ciemnosc turned, his expression changed into one of serenity, calm, and lifelessness. His bottomless pools of darkest eyes stared at nowhere, but then lowered to gaze at Halonso.

“Time to play,” said Heian Ciemnosc, calmly and with a duty-bound touch. Halonso nodded, making sloshing noises with its body enlarging a little before moving a section of its ring-bump-like body to be touched by Heian Ciemnosc’s right palm. Then, without the slightest motions, glows, or sounds, they disappeared as if into thin air.

***

Back at the battlefield between the Heraxle Clan and the 6 Existential Sixth Step organizations.

Although the earlier inconvenience stole everyone’s attention from the battle, it continued after both sides remembered their positions. The coalition was alarmed by dozens of messages inquiring about the missing Godly Fleets. The coalition’s Fleets in battle were so astounded by the inquiry that they didn’t respond. On the other hand, the Heraxle Clan caught upon their communications and felt baffled, too.

What other Godly Fleets? Wasn’t there just 1? But the more they heard, and even the coalition no longer cared for and shared everything, the more confused both parties became. However, this was only between each battling side’s highest hierarchy, the troops were going all-out at it.

FUTOMP…

Just then, the battle was forced to stop. Not because they reached an instinctive consensus, but because extremely prominent people suddenly appeared in the middle of their exchange of firepower. Their mere presence made any bullets, shells, and missiles tremble, when they finally stopped moving in the middle of space.

“Stop!” - “Halt!” - “Wait a damn moment!”

The battle stopped altogether. Both parties exited their Carriers and took their outer shields down. They each flew to their superior as the Heraxle Clan’s people looked at the coalition’s people, and vice versa, alarmingly.

“You… wait a moment. I detected movement,” a person whom the Heraxles were calling ‘Senior’ with fear and utmost veneration said before frowning. He stared elsewhere in the direction of the Lsefattern Kingdom before flinging his right hand backwards down. An ethereal image showed, where the Crimson Grand Fleet, Space Station… and a Mothership flew towards a portal hole.

“Hmph! How dare they?!” Another person of utmost value in the Heraxle Clan harrumphed through his nostrils after speaking in a condescending, venomous tone. He just extended his left arm with his fingers put together, relaxed, when his body trembled.

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In the next instants, a figure materialized in that ethereal image of the Crimsons fleeing, they didn’t even care for the Mothership anymore and just looked at her… Her Excellency.

“She- how?!” - “How can this… be?!” - “They even have such an existence with them?!!”

Behind Lady Calisneia, the Mothership waited before the Space Stations and spaceships entered first. Their escape was a teleportation portal Calisneia opened with a swing of her right index and middle fingers placed together, casually ‘cutting’ the space before her. Now, a Middle Kingdom-diameter portal hole was used by the Crimsons to escape. It had main black and stripes of gray colors, moving in swirls yet not affecting the objects and living beings inside it malignantly.

“Your-… Excellency!” A prominent figure from the Heraxles said, shocked and wanting an answer. However, he stopped himself after remembering who he just spoke to. He gulped down with fear before cautiously asking as his tone became docile and subservient, “May I know what must we reply to you so you understand you should… help us… instead?”

“Die,” Lady Calisneia coldly and indifferently uttered.

Another person from the Toreon Clan frowned and pointed at Her Excellency. “This is a matter of the Universal Lands. Whilst you hid in your burrow in the 10 year war, the Existential Sixth Step organizations reestablished peace. Return to your burrow, your excellency. These are not your matters!”

“I dare you say or move any other part of your bodies. Where is Opensaiz? I’d rather start with an old acquaintance. So that… I don’t have to track their origins.” Lady Calisneia said, still indifferent and cold. The others looked at her in fear before falling silent. Then, one by one, they lowered their gazes, acquiescing to her.

“I shouldn’t speak any more of what I’d do… if…” With those words, Calisneia’s body disappeared before reappearing above the portal hole. The prominent figures of the 7 Universal Lands looked at this and couldn’t help but marvel upon witnessing teleportation.

Before long, the ethereal image showed the Mothership’s bottommost section disappear into the portal hole. Then, Her Excellency entered, who closed it and left the others who were supposed to be her equal breathless and experiencing cold sweat for the first time in nearly an entire old Change.

“Phew… Well, let’s say it wasn’t that easy to make a move.” An existence from the Bluenet Nation said, erasing the sweat off his forehead. Another one from the Flora-Sweet White-Heavens Dynasty said, “The direction… it was the Neutral Existences… We should-”

“Hmph!” One of the Heraxle Clan’s other existences intervened, “You’ve become too used to invading, haven’t you? Be our guest. We’ll gladly see how you do with those pirates. Tell us when you’re weak enough… so that we can help you ease your problems just as much as you’ve helped us so far.”

“Haha. Those are too many good words for someone who was just cowering in their very own territory.” A Toreon Clan’s existence said. He continued, placing half his body before the Dynasty’s male Snow Fox, who had spoken. “The Heraxle Clan still has to answer for the Existential Sixth Step organizations’ fallen Godly Fleets. What do you have to say about that!?”

“Huh? Fallen Godly Fleets? Yours died?” The same Snow Fox existence exclaimed, confused. The other existences looked at him, making him apprehensive and feel trepidation. “It’s now what you think, I… I thought they were all caught when the black monster’s broke through.”

“…” The matter, which was originally the Heraxle Clan’s sole problem, became 2-sided. Before long, the matter spread to past grudges, either personal or from one Existential organization to another. The already tricky matter became even trickier. Nevertheless, after a few more existences appeared to mediate, and held the need to bear their old grudges out, too. They centered and thought of the most important thing at the moment.

“Heraxles people!” A new Toreon Clan existence stepped forth and faced the Heraxle Clan’s few existences. A new Soul Race existence stood beside him, taking the same side on the matter, albeit she still looked at the Heraxle Clan’s people with warnings. They were allies, at the end of the day. It wasn’t something a trivial matter like this could thoroughly destroy. They were not petty civilians.

“The black monster is nowhere to be seen. The last of what is known about him comes from the Lsefattern Kingdom’s group. But not only is he not there…” The Toreon clansman said, momentarily pausing before taking a few more steps. The Heraxle Clan’s existence at the front backed away twice, slightly sweating. “Those Kingdoms are empty!!”

“Where are you hiding him?!” The Toreon clansmen loudly asked. The Heraxle clansman answered with trembling eyes, “I- we do not know! Our Holy and Saint Sons fought over the fate of the black monster and the Crimsonbreaking Faction before it happened. It went out of control and… nothing is known about their whereabouts.”

“Good.” Suddenly, the Toreon Clan’s existence maliciously grinned before facing the others with his arms spread. Meanwhile, the Heraxles were flabbergasted. What now?

“There’s only one way we can find the person who fooled not only Kingdoms and Galaxies, almost a Universe, but even us. The existences of the Universal Lands were tricked by a kid who had barely broken into the Godhood Step! He’s but a fly, and he didn’t flee with his people. The idiot must be hiding in the Collariverse Universe. He hasn’t moved through any border. So, the only way to find him…”

The Toreon clansman looked at the Heraxle Clan’s existence before gravely speaking, “Is to look for him ourselves.”

“You-” The Heraxle clansmen wanted to retort. No matter how much the other 6 Existential Sixth Step organizations had the right to look for trouble, they couldn’t allow them to raze the entire Collariverse Star Universe! It’ll become pillaged and lifeless by the time they’re done!

However, he was stopped by none other but the ‘supreme ruler’ of his Heraxle Clan’s sudden message. The Heraxles had no other choice but to next watch as their Universe was ‘visited’ by these existences, and everything went into turmoil.

The existences didn’t dare blast the Kingdoms into lone smithereens in the world, but they arrived by destroying colossal territories wherever they went and stole from the Kingdoms’ nucleus. Whatever mines of Stones they found were halved and taken away into their Covert Space bags or Spaces. The natural treasures of many Fourth and Fifth Step organizations were also stolen. This left the entire Collariverse Universe with little to no influence and power after the search for Heian Ciemnosc propagated to the rest of the Existence.

However, the rest of the Universitalities of Yore Universal Land’s search for the black monster wasn’t as brutal as it had been in the Collariverse Universe. In the end, the Heraxles lost a lot compared to Heian Ciemnosc conquering the Galaxies like a tyrant.

The Universitalities of Yore Universal Land welcomed a brand-new suffering from nowhere. They were just during the first phase of the Crimsons conquering a Universe when, suddenly, they were proclaimed as the sinners of the world. What’s more, the black monster was no longer Chief, and he was a wanted criminal who must be captured alive so he could be properly punished.

Little to no people are declared such, even during the 10 year war. It made one wonder what just happened. The world was barely accepting the sudden situations, when the ‘baddie’ idol of many disappeared and became the Universal Lands’ #1 enemy.

***

Pesconian Starlight Universe, Valitosk Middle Galaxy, Kuro Upper Kingdom. In one of the Flora-Sweet White-Heavens Dynasty’s Scintillating Crop of World Universal Land’s Existences.

Heian Ciemnosc popped out of nowhere above the Kuro Upper Kingdom, far from its space territory. He calmly sat cross-legged, with Halonso slithering in space beside his right. Halonso’s eyes narrowed worriedly as he asked, “Father, must we really do this? You could be in danger!”

“Not with my current evolution. Now, shush. Let me meditate in peace,” Heian Ciemnosc looked at Halonso and said. He was expressionless, but he invited Halonso to lay on his right arm before closing his darkest eyes. His hands adopted his regular gesture before meditating. Sara gave him a few warnings before falling silent, too lazy not to sleep.

The Godhood Step has 10 ‘levels’. Unlike previous Steps, these do not have stages, nor are they realms anymore. They are all divided into baby, juvenile, adult, and old. Before being adept to break into the next God level.

The first is the Almighty God. One’s lifespan increases to 9 billion years, and 4 billion years in space. Not even Gods can escape from the Elemental Poisoning. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have existed more than a few generations from yore. Their Spirit Sense range increases to 2 Supreme Kingdoms long. Lastly, they gain 33,000 kg of bodily strength, and can resist up to 15,000 kg of strength raw.

The second is the High God. One’s lifespan increases to 23 billion years, and 12 billion years in space. Their Spirit Sense range increases to 4 Supreme Kingdoms, and their bodily strength to 40,000 kg of bodily strength. Their raw defenses increase to 20,000 kg of strength.

The third is the Atmosphere God. One’s lifespan increases to only 25 billion years, and 13 billion in space. Their Spiritual Sense range increases to 6 Supreme Kingdoms, and their bodily strength to 55,000 kg, with a raw defense of 25,000 kg.

Things take a jump for the fourth, the Ancient God. One’s lifespan increases to 75 billion years, and 40 billion years in space. Their Spiritual Sense range increases to 8 Supreme Kingdoms, and their bodily strength to 80,000 kg, with a raw defense of 45,000 kg.

The fifth is the Imperial God. One’s lifespan increases to 95 billion years, and 45 billion years in space. Their Spirit Sense range increases to 10 Supreme Kingdoms, and their bodily strength to 105,000 kg, with a raw defense of 50,000 kg.

The sixth is the Star God. One’s lifespan increases to 113 billion years, and 60 billion years in space. Their Spirit Sense efficiency increases to a Small Galaxy. Their bodily strength increases to 118,000 kg, with half that amount as their raw defense.

Once again, things jump out of proportions for the next. The seventh is the Galaxy God. One’s lifespan increases to 150 billion years, and 75 billion years in space. Their Spirit Sense efficiency increases to a Middle Galaxy. Their bodily strength increases to 135,000 kg, with half that amount as their raw defense.

The eight is the Cosmo God. One’s lifespan increases to 200 billion years, and 100 billion years in space. Their Spirit Sense efficiency increases to an Upper Galaxy. Their bodily strength increases to 189,000 kg, with about half that amount as their raw defense. The Cosmo God finally forms their endless cosmos, as opposed, or rather, the evolution, of one’s inner universe.

The ninth is the Kingdom God. One’s lifespan increases to 250 billion years, and 150 billion years in space. Their Spirit Sense efficiency increases to a Divine Galaxy, something Heian Ciemnosc already had when breaking into the Third Step’s Universe realm. Their bodily strength increases to 200,000 kg, and half that amount as their raw defense. Lastly, the Kingdom God can form a Seed when they reach old.

The last God is the Universal God. One’s lifespan increases to 1 trillion years, but only 650 billion years in space. Their Spirit Sense efficiency increases to the peak, but it can only encompass a whole Galaxy. Their bodily strength increases to 250,000 kg, with the same as their raw defense.

With that, and feeding their Seed through time and effort, one… becomes.

‘Alright. Time to leave,’ Heian Ciemnosc thought after calculating the time. He ended meditation and separated his palms, with Halonso sleeping on his right forearm.

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