"This is just the beginning..."

Axiom was a formless. He lacked a body. But this didn't bother him. He felt he had gotten rid of the weakness of the flesh. Now that he had designed the animaxiom particles and created the foundation of his universe. He needed to do something essential to his world.

"It is time to establish the dimensions!"

Axiom didn't go with the usual 'heaven' and 'hell'.

He instead built what he called the 'No Return'.

Axiom had already established space, time, matter, and energy. But one also needed a more 'spiritual' touch. Axiom attempted to design his 'No Return'.

[Seal of Axiom]

Axiom understood the core mechanics behind his animaxiom particles. He was able to directly manifest matter. So there was no issues at all with designing this 'No Return' space.

Axiom was in a space of nothingness. Well, he was initially. But now a sun existed and was sending packets of data out in every direction. These were mostly just the anima zone sub-particles.

With a single thought. This sun was wiped out.

Axiom by controlling his intent directly split reality. He created various 'pocket dimensions'.

"I'm free!"

Axiom entered one of the pocket dimensions. It was without form and was void. But Axiom lacked a body. He required neither energy or feedback to exist.

"This is far too small."

The pocket dimension was about 10,000 cubic meters. It was extremely small on a universal scale.

"I wish to touch upon infinite potential. So my dimensions themselves must also be infinite!"

Axiom felt his mind doing an 'infinite' assortment of calculations as he directly expanded this pocket dimension. Soon there was no boundary and it was in a constant state of expansion.

"I've done it. I've created the base reality of my universe."

"What should I call this dimension?"

Axiom first recalled his 'seal of axiom' from the nothingness he had found himself in. This was pretty much his tool he used to manipulate reality.

He wasn't useless without it. But it proved useful by lessening the burden. It was also the only thing that proved his existence.

"I shall call this the 'Mortal Realm'."

Axiom transported his seal into this realm and then did something a little unexpected. He directly tore reality into fragments again.

It became endless fractals.

He directly sealed off the dimension.

He then constructed an underworld. He called that dimension 'No Return'. The rules were stable and the dimension was to serve as an afterlife for souls.

There was one problem however.

There were no souls!

There was no life!

Axiom manifested a sun in the mortal realm. He then constructed a planet many times larger then the earth.

"Perhaps I can learn a thing or two from evolution..."

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The mortal realm was filled with animaxiom particles. But the world was like a hell. It was barren and lacked any signs of life. Axiom hadn't designed the schematics for insects, plant life, or humanity yet.

Axiom once had an ability called 'anima leap'. This had to do with a time leap. Axiom had long unraveled his soul relics and studied the mechanics.

"Water is essential for life..."

With but a thought. Half the world was submerged in water. It was easy to create water, he just had to make the animaxiom sub-particle of water be positive. He then just needed the anima zone to also be positive.

"The main issue I have to deal with is the complete lack of organic material. There is no deoxyribonucleic acid molecules or genetic information to be passed down. Therefore, there will be no evolution."

Axiom wanted to be sure. So he observed the world for a few centuries.

The only change he noticed was the concentration of animaxiom particles increasing in the dimension. Well. It wasn't that it increased, but that it covered a larger area of the dimension that was constantly expanding.

"This isn't working. Nothing is happening..."

Axiom then started to get a rather suicidal idea.

"What if..."

"I sacrifice my consciousness to transform this universe?"

Axiom looked at this [Seal of Axiom].

"I've created a stable reality after many attempts. But the world needs chaos. I will become the primordial ancestor. The origin of life in this universe."

Axiom could observe every corner of both the 'mortal realm' and 'no return'.

"The question is... how do I do it?"

Axiom's consciousness lacked a true anchor. It was independent. Destroying it wouldn't be easy.

"What if I don't destroy it..."

"What if I make myself the 'world will' of this universe?"

Axiom started to unravel his [Seal of Axiom]. But it was too solid! Even with his control over reality. He couldn't destroy it. It was the conundrum of omnipotence.

If someone was omnipotent. Could they create something they couldn't control? His seal was on another level. He spent thousands of years trying to destroy it.

"This isn't working..."

Axiom wracked his mind for a solution.

He wanted to sacrifice himself to make the rules of his universe more perfect. But it was as difficult as performing brain surgery on yourself.

He couldn't find the source of his consciousness anymore. Let alone tamper with it.

"I have become too powerful..."

Axiom was feeling despair.

"What exactly is consciousness? I've spent too long studying the rules of my soul relics. I've memorized the code of the universe. Perhaps I have touched upon a taboo I shouldn't have."

Axiom felt a moment of enlightenment.

"That's it!"

The nothingness outside of his two dimensions started to shake. There were trillions of animaxiom particles filling his dimensions. Each anima zone was a dimension in itself.

The constantly expanding dimension stopped expanding and started to contract.

"Who am I?"

Axiom started to mentally laugh at himself.

He had figured it all out.

His consciousness didn't unravel. He simply didn't know how to pull it off. But he instead performed an overload by thinking of every memory he had at once.

He burned the spiritual circuits of his mind.

This caused an explosion of information at a specific point in the nothingness he had escaped.

This didn't kill him. No. It did something more terrifying. It revealed his address!

"My consciousness lacking an anchor? Who decided that!?"

"My seal being indestructible? Who decided that!?"

Axioms seal tore through spacetime and arrived at the explosion of information in an instant.

"FOUND YOU!"

Axiom was blown back by the information overload.

His consciousness which originally couldn't even interact with the physical world. It was touched! He savored this feeling.

"I had initially rejected becoming human again."

"I am quite the cheater. I am too powerful."

A body started to form from the animaxiom particles. The body was hollow. It was getting vaporized as it tried to withstand the powerful explosion of data.

"But..."

Axiom screamed.

He overloaded his mind again and another wave of explosions happened at the spot.

"Wouldn't it be wonderful to reach the apex?"

His body was regenerating at a rapid pace as he approached the ball of energy in the center of the explosion. It was rapidly blinking in and out of reality.

Each second. It vanished from reality. But every other second. Axiom was overloading his mind, revealing its location.

What was this?

It was pure consciousness! It was the source of Axiom's consciousness! It didn't have a set space or time, it was incredibly complex.

Each time he performed an overload. It popped back into existence for a brief moment. Each time, it was in a random location. But distance no longer meant anything to Axiom.

He chased it across space and time for millions of years.

Axiom grew more tired with each explosion.

He used this to weaken his consciousness and push it to the limit.

One day, he did the impossible.

He caught his consciousness!

He teleported to his dimension and pulled his consciousness apart.

An explosion of information unlike anything he had ever experienced happened. He felt extremely tired. He realized this was it.

"Death!"

"True death!"

Axiom was wiped out.

All of his memories baptized the universe he had created. If it weren't for his animaxiom particles and the stability he had created beforehand.

This death would've been in vain.

The concepts he had experienced throughout life shaped his universe.

This was on an entirely different level then when he created things personally.

A complex world was born.

Anon then opened his eyes.

"FUCK!"