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263.1 Penaltrees [DOUBLE CHAPTER DAY 1/2]

    263.1 Penaltrees [DOUBLE CHAPTER DAY 1/2]


    <b>Year 261 (Chapter 263)</b>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">Estimated 8-9 more years to impact</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">The heroes mourned the death of their own, the Valthorns mourned the disappearance of so many Valthorns. About three hundred Valthorns vanished when their attempts to teleport back to my Clone were interrupted by the fluctuations in the fabric of reality.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Death.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But we had to prepare for the next stage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There were now smaller Meteors headed our way. Demonic Meteors that we have to destroy. My council summoned the builders and mages, to prepare our countermeasures.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Our countermeasuresrgely fell into three groups. .


    <span style="font-weight:400">The first, would be our void mages. These void mages would essentially jump to these meteors once they are detected, nt bombs, and leave. With their smaller size, we could knock them out fairly easily.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The next defense would be our ‘space’ based defenses. We need to shoot them down the moment they cross into Treehome’s bubble of reality.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The main anchor of this would be the moon base and the various asteroids around Treehome. I’d need to reactivate the moon base, and then transform it into a space-based weapons and projectile array. ording to our trackers, some of those meteors will be faster than others, so we should be seeing some of these space rocks a lot sooner than the rest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Some of them will carry the smaller Demon King Multipus on them, which means we need a way to destroy the demon king in space. Our initial ns for this is to construct weapons tforms in space, redirect these smaller rocks to them, where we can then engage the demon king inbat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My builders all sketched out multiple wild ideas. Space based ballistas, guns, cannons. Space ships and tugboats. At this point, we decided to go with all of them. Some of these meteors are uninhabited, without the presence of Multipus, and are essentially moving on momentum. Magical ships could then apply an opposing force to bring them to a halt, and then guide them into a safe ‘orbit’ around the sun.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Those where we detect the presence of Multipus have to be destroyed, because Multipus would attack our ships, and these ships are unlikely to be hardy enough to withstand a demon king’s strike.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We would also like to construct special suits for the heroes. The ranged heroes like Prabu, Colette and Chung should be able to destroy these smaller rocks. All they need is the ability to fight in space. Because this remains solely within Treehome’s bubble of reality, we don’t have to cross the void sea, and use void magic portals, so conventional magical portals will be sufficient.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The thirdyer of defense would be our Treehome-based defenses. Shields, more cannons, magical weapons. These should catch those missed by our first two forces.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Most of our efforts will be focused on the first twoyers, because once they enter Treehome, that’s already a little toote to prevent destruction. Instead, it’ll be just damage mitigation. For these, we would need to construct massive shields and barriers in all our major cities, along with magical weapons to destroy these space rocks, or deflect them away fromrge inhabited areas.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was a small little funeral for Kelly, the Mountainworld heroine. She stuck around in my soul realm for a bit, and then vanished when it was time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Death seems frequent,tely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">**


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Happy?” Ken asked, coughing. He sat in a chair filled with my vines, those vines ensured that he lived. I had to intervene frequently over the past few months, his condition worsening.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In a way, he was chained to his chair, and it was a miserable existence. I was ready to let him go. Chung was next to him. “Fuck it, Ken. No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Theet’s done. Let it go already.” The former hero said. “It’s time I go.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aeon- don’t you-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Goodbye. I can feel it.” Ken smiled. He knew I wasn’t nning on letting him live even longer. This was it. Prabu and Colette stood nearby, and held his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aeon, save him!” Chung roared. Angry. Frustrated.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There’s not much I can do, if he doesn''t allow me to meddle with his soul.” I could force it, but I wouldn’t say that part out loud. In a way, I was allowing him to die.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could keep him alive. I could undo it, with far more intrusive procedures. But there was no point. Ken smiled, and I reckon he had fun. “You weren’t this mad when Hafiz died.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chung fumed, as Ken closed his eyes for thest time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ken’s body gave way.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His hero friends watched him die, and I felt his soul slip out of his body. I tried to catch it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">just like Hafiz, he appeared briefly in my soul realm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s this ce again.” Now, it was his turn to be a soul, a floating ball of light.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, this is the middle ground, before you go to where you are meant to go.” I told him. “This is the final station, before the unknown.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is it really the unknown, or you just won’t tell me?” Ken asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I really don’t know, but goodbye, Ken. You’ve been helpful.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks. I wish you well, and I hope you do not stray too far from your goals.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll try.” I answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Try harder. The myriad worlds suffer from your neglect.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt that sting a little. “That’s harsh. Neglect is-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It is only true.” Ken said. “There is always more to be done, and that weighs on you, far more than anyone else.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was hypocriticaling from him. “Says the one who fled from his duties.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m weak. Fragile.” Ken admitted. “I only hope that you, and those around you, can be way stronger than we ever were.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">At this point, we had a few years where there’s nothing we could do. The smaller meteors are now in the depth of the void sea, and they are mostly invisible to us. At most, we could hit some of them once they enter within 1 year of Treehome, but that’s a fairly small sphere of influence to destroy hundreds of meteors.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So, there was an annoyance that I wanted to deal with.


    <span style="font-weight:400">One that I’ve tolerated for a while.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let it go.” Zhaanpu said, as Khefri soon informed him of what I intended to do.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No.” I answered. Khefri herself seemed pleased.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In every world, in everynd, if there is a gun, it must be fired at least once. Not because it has a target, but to show the world that it is real, and that it can be fired.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">The magic city of man, Maelga. Seat of the Immortal Crystal King’s power.


    <span style="font-weight:400">An immortal. A domain holder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">An irritation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Four of my domain holders volunteered to deliver the message. Lumoof, Edna, Roon and Johann. We made a statement, as we appeared in a highly visible portal of magic.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My fournded on a vast open field on the outskirts of the city.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The army of Maelga scrambled to action, as a scout immediately rode towards the four.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Stop. State your business.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We’re here to settle a score with your Crystal King.” Lumoof answered, as our aura of power radiated outwards. Lumoof’s presence was like a tsunami of magic that propagated outwards, and smashed into the city’s own little sphere of influence. Everyone in that city immediately felt a strong difort.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The air turned tense, charged with our aura pushing against the Mountain’s own. He would know we are here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I found it ironic to think that he was right, really.


    <span style="font-weight:400">How unfortunate.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It is a beautiful city.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I once stood right there to look at the city below.” Lumoof said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And now I’vee again to break it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The four were soon at the edge of the city. There were soldiers at the gate. All armed to the teeth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were prepared to fight. A brave captain shouted. “Leave! You are not wee here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We do not need your wee.” Lumoof countered. “We’ll find our way easily enough.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The captain shouted back. Even from a distance I could see him quivering in his ce. “Leave!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Consequences.” Lumoof dered, ignoring the captain’s statement. His voice wasn’t loud, he didn’t shout, but the entire mountain shook. “Did you believe your actions had no consequence?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The forces of the Crystal King marched out to face my domain holders


    <span style="font-weight:400">One of the Crystal King’s officials wore armor made of crystals. It was powerful, and definitely would have cowed any lesser foe. But today their enemies are not lesser foes, because they were the ones shaking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“YOU DARE CHALLENGE ONE OF THE THREE?!” The leader of the defenders said, clearly juiced on some kind of potion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof stood forth, as my avatar form descended on the city of magic. The entire earth shook, and people began to flee. There was panic all around, but we waited. There was no need to begin the attack yet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We wanted them to remember this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We wanted the survivors to remember the cost of raising their arms against our goal. We want this tale to be spoken for all of eternity.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When the Tree broke the Crystal Mountain.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof smiled, and gently responded to the man. “Yes. We dare.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Through Lumoof our roots cracked the earth, ripped the grounds, the crystals cracked. The mountain glowed. Magic-


    <span style="font-weight:400">And it met my own aura of anti-magic. The weaker magics crumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Gigantic roots and vines emerged throughout the city’s walls, and it met with crystals. The citizens of Maelga seemed in shock, but soon discovered that we didn’t intend to harm them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My quarrel was with the Crystal King, and those who stood with him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The people fled, as my roots climbed over their magical walls, and pierced their magical shields. My roots poked through their shields easily, it wasn’t hard to coat my roots with a bit of anti-magic sand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof stepped closer, the three others followed closely behind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aeon always wanted to know what the Crystal King really looked like, underneath all that rock.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The defenders of the Crystal King raised their weapons. Fully equipped warriors, in the best armor and weapons they have. Power flowed through them, but they fainted the moment the weight of my presence pressed on them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And it was foolish.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Crystal King will be punished. And nothing will stop me.
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