In the center of the cosmos, a being made of pure light meditated upon a dimension filled with myriad of lights being birthed and snuffed out. This being had remained in the same position for thousands of years, but at this moment, received a message that moved him. Focusing on his InnatePad, he saw the message, “Luvi Empire joined the Galactic Competition. Here’s the assessment…”
The moment he saw the assessment results, he condensed into light and pierced through the dimension, heading for its exit. Outside, two Eternals saw their ancestor, a little dumbfounded, but they were used to the presence of Demigods. The being Willed a nod, and strangely enough, the Eternals understood. They nodded in return, and the being left at speeds beyond lightspeed.
After ten minutes, the being arrived on a planet filled with Demigod-level existences. He flared his aura and went for the central palace, landing right before the gates. There, he revealed his form, light snuffing out of existence, as a man who looked highly handsome, with dark hair and golden eyes. He appeared young, yet no one gazed at him that way. Finally, he sent a message, “Father, there’s important news from the Luvi Empire.”
Inside the palace, a room held a being of unimaginable feats throughout the history of the cosmos, always creating legends, even after becoming a Demigod. Everyone feared him, especially those without the backing of the Divines. However, those with Divine backing felt only jealousy for his talent and feats.
He had white hair and facial hair, showing the result of old age. However, looking at his skin and aging signs other than hair color, there were none, as if his aging was stuck in time. He went by many names. From his parents, he was Fatih, The Conqueror. From his people, he was Ataluvi, Father of the Luvis. These two names created the being Fatih Ataluvi, an anomaly.
When he looked at the assessment his child brought, he began to doubt his progress. His descent was Celestial, even if not completely. Celestials were those who were above gods, but still Divine. And his wife was something even a Divinity could not name. He felt the urgency. His descendants were catching up to him.
He Willed and appeared outside the palace, before his son, Işık. Upon seeing him, his son asked, “Father, what should we do? The Divines would want to meddle with those two, especially in the second phase of the competition. We didn’t join any of the Divines, staying with the protection of the Cosmic Alliance.”
Fatih aloofly gazed at the Luvi Galaxy, his first conquered land. However, it seemed like his ways of conquering would not end. And the stage and stakes might be much higher.
“Relax, there are still a few Divines who would get in the way of Outer Divines from different Cosmos. All we need to do is have a Divine protect them from the Divines of this cosmos.”
Işık, not understanding, asked, “How? Will we join any Divine? Would they even bother with us, already knowing our descendants?” He was not pleased with the idea of joining a Divine. They had come this far. With enough time, they could have their own Divine, and if they joined one now, they would always be below that Divine.
“It’s simple really. I will just become one!” With that, he stepped and appeared outside the giant planet, surveying space to find the Well of Ascension. After locating it, he looked below, meeting his son’s gaze and smiled. “Wait for me, my son, and my descendants. Let’s see who will dare to mess with you!” He let out a snort and sped through the cosmos, countless times faster than Işık’s speed. In moments, he opened gates upon space, traveling galaxy after galaxy before arriving at a space of stillness and void. He saw a black hole to the right and smiled before jumping into the darkness ahead.
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He found himself in a gray expanse, surrounded by cosmos below, above, and behind him. He sighed, the vastness of the universe still incomprehensible. Despite seeing the various cosmos around him, he knew he couldn’t reach them in this space. He felt that no matter how great his power, he could never reach a destination here.
Relaxing his thoughts, he focused on his Existence, where the gathered Divinity resided. Divinity was not the magical power mortals believed it to be, but an equation and formula compressed in unimaginable ways. To become divine, one needed to expose the formula and wield it.
“What is Divinity?” a voice rang out, though Fatih couldn’t tell if it was his own thoughts or another’s. “Why is it called Divinity?” it continued to ask, expecting answers.
Fatih obliged, knowing he couldn’t fail after everything he had done to reach this point. “Divinity is the Will, having omnipotent power over the concept within the equation. It’s not magic or imagination, but a solid mechanism of Existence.”
“The reason it is called Divinity is the same answer. The Will and the power that comes with the utilization of the equation. I Will, and it will happen. I Will, and I become Divine!” With his final answer, Fatih stretched the ends of Divinity through his Existence, and Willed it to utilize its fullest potential.
This had been his life's work, spanning countless years. A cultivator might start from a higher ground, but none were born with Divinity. Even a child of the Divine needed to create their own equation before having omnipotent power over parts of Existence. They might have immortality, but without the equation of Existence, they would be no better than an Eternal or Demigod relative to their parents.
“From here on out, I am Divine Fatih, God of Conquest, Leadership, and Transformation. My purpose is to overcome challenges and expand my domain, inspire and guide others, and change or shape history and society. Existence, accept my Will, or move out of my way!”
His body morphed, taking on an iridescent form with the potential to bear a part of Existence. The gray space could not resist his Divine Will, unable to contain him. This space was for those below the Divines, and only a few things in the universe could contain a Divine.
From beyond, a form of force and power released, embracing all the cosmos, condensing a figure made of countless cosmos in the universe, like clothes. It was not visible to Mortal eyes, definable by Immortal eyes, or understandable by Divine eyes. Reality and Existence paused, and only Possibility outside the Universe functioned, as Fatih, now in Divine Form, larger than several cosmos, took shape.
However, the moment he opened his eyes, everything returned to normal. Fatih was satisfied with his breakthrough. As the family’s head, he couldn’t let his descendants surpass him. It was just a pity he hadn’t acquired a few more divinities. He gazed at his cosmos that was his birthplace, surrounded by the Laws of different Divines. Maybe he would create his own and help develop his cosmos. His children in different places of the cosmos, and his descendants were all seen by him. He would watch over them while also trying to decipher the information that had been engraved in his mind right after becoming a Divine. He should also check out the other Divines and find a place to continue his cultivation. The journey of the Divine is long and arduous, and it will be even more exciting! However, he felt sad… sad that he couldn’t return to his cosmos with his own body. Nonetheless, he created an avatar and sent it to Işık. If there’s ever a problem, he will return with his main body and solve it. Now, his Divinities were itching for action, and he hoped there would be something to scratch it.