Chapter Eight, Progression.
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The Architect bounced through space, zig-zagging through the gravitational fields of planets and stars alike. He calmly sat cross legged, letting his vectors take him wherever.
His hand was on his chin, deep in thought.
Two screens were manifested before him as he tumbled around reality.
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[Power Sheet]
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[Name]: Mal''Hades|
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<td style="width: 49.3066%">[Title(s)]: (Aetherian Super God) |</td>
<td style="width: 50.4805%">[Species]: Aetherian</td>
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<td style="width: 49.3066%">-[Power Value]: 1101|</td>
<td style="width: 50.4805%">-[Power Scale]: 9th Level (Astral Ladder) |</td>
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<td style="width: 99.7871%" colspan="2">-[Magicule Count]: 104,007 |</td>
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<td colspan="2">-[Dark Aether Reserves]: 252,329 |</td>
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<td colspan="2">[Skill(s)]: {Destined Death} |</td>
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<td style="width: 99.7871%" colspan="2">*[Evaluation]: A creature engineered for greatness. Wielding {Destined Death}, this entity is fated to destroy, kill, and purge the lives of many. With such power, it is only a matter of time before destruction befalls the many universes! There aren''t many that can currently combat such a {Skill}... Only one currently exists!...</td>
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He nodded, knowing full well the abilities of his creation.
He then turned his gaze towards the other floating screen.
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[Name]: Ibrahim |
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<td style="width: 49.3066%">[Title(s)]: (Progenitor of Humanity), (Subduer) |</td>
<td style="width: 50.4805%">[Species]: Human</td>
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<td style="width: 49.3066%">-[Power Value]: 689 |</td>
<td style="width: 50.4805%">-[Power Scale]: 7th Level (Mortal Ladder) |</td>
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<td style="width: 99.7871%" colspan="2">-[Magicule Count]: 15,441/19,807 |</td>
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<td colspan="2">[Skill(s)]: {Destined Life}, {Flow State}, {Humanity''s Adrenaline}, {Willpower of the Destined} |</td>
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<td style="width: 99.7871%" colspan="2">*[Evaluation]: A human being destined for greatness. Directly created by the Architect itself, and blessed with the amazing Skill of {Destined Life}. As it stands, this "Fated One" has a Power Value of [689]. On the mortal scale, he is a foe that stands below few. With the skills developed through genetic advantages, and the results of struggle, Ibrahim has amassed a shocking total of FOUR skills! With these skills backing his prowess, when all are activated, he can even combat those in the ASTRAL LADDER!</td>
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It was clear that at this moment, Ibrahim was far weaker than Mal''Hades, but he knew it wouldn''t be this way in the end.
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Only Destined Life could combat Destined Death, and only Destined Death could end Destined Life.
Mal''Hades had the power to bring true and irreversible death to any creature! It could manipulate death itself, and use the power to bring corrosive ultimate damage to any chosen target.
Ibrahim would never truly die, and he was filled with so much life that he would never age. He could heal from most forms of damage in but an instant. He could control all life that stemmed from him to perfection. All human life was a part of he, and he could control it! He could breathe life into the dead, he could increase fertility, evolution, all types of things!
If he ever did come across a foe that could outclass his regeneration and kill him, then he would simply be reborn again after time had passed.
He would never cease to exist!
If you didn''t bring Destined Death into the fray.
The only ability that could sever the grandeur power of his Destined Life.
And by fate, these two Destined Ones would meet one day. War was inevitable.
"Hehe!" The Architect clapped, giddily.
It was like he was a child, one that was mightily entertained with his toys...
He swiped the screens away, peering through space with his vast abilities.
He could see Mal''Hades. The creature floated in the void, shedding pieces of it''s body. Each piece would give birth to a new life, becoming a creature living in death.
Countless Aetherians were birthed rapidly, proliferating the floating islands.
Curiously, the Architect peered into the workings of fate for but a moment, glimpsing the a small portion of the future.
"Asterisk! These lands will be called Asterisk... What a nice name!" He smiled.
Then, he turned towards a different direction.
He witnessed the end of battle, a draconic behemoth kneeling towards the levitating man. Ibrahim heaved in the air, and the Architect smiled.
He then turned towards his human kingdom, looking at the thousands of thousands of humans and the children they were rearing.
Ibrahim had successfully conquered his first world, his home world.
Things were progressing smoothly.
Two major players of fate, had stepped onto their fated paths. One just being born, and one only getting started on his journey.
"Now, I may sit back and relax. Watch the show! Formulate some more beautiful things... Ah, I can still do so much!" He laughed.
He leant back in space, still hurling all about. His legs crossed, and his hands were placed behind his head.
He closed his eyes, and a small chuckle escaped.
"Let''s bask in the starlight for a little bit..."
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