《The Cosmic Series: Inheritor of Rage.》 All Hail Chaos*Completely rewritten* Time dilates. Life is seeping away¡­ ________________________________________________________________________ ... Drifting quietly, a planet molded from a bountiful collection of orange dust and breezing winds falls gently apart. The elastic waves of space produced by a dark nebula in the distance drags the corroded skin of the planet far, far away into the haunting darkness. Once... this crumbling planet was kept together by the power of an unparalleled civilization...theywere known through the passages as the Merbid; a great society that discovered the machine powering their reality, before understanding the mysterious substance that fueled their aching bodies. They were powerful enough to bring their own destruction and the death of whole universes.The Merbidas any other are long now gone, drifting in the infinity of space as evolving hiveminds. Somewhere. Some...where. Now after their long absence, their lonely planet starts to shiver, quaking and shaking. SlowlyIts sickly yellow surface begins to turn into heavy sand as the green intoxicating winds forming around the colossal planet clash like frozen thunderbolts, they twist, shaping and forming, becoming mighty tornadoes that reach for miles, upon miles.Everything seems so catastrophic in this despicable world until something in the horizon flickers for an instant. The pulsing flash of light is so momentary, instant...but powerful that the green winds are dispersed by a wave of matterless energy that lifts up huge rocks the size of mountains into the air. Rivers of crimson blood start to emerge from the underground of the planet into the lonely sky; floating upwards as it takes the form of a crimson sticky steam that becomes solid and rubbery with heigh. The planet''s temperature furiously rises like if the world was put on a cosmic oven, such an interesting analogy indeed...Scribble that down on my to-do list. The sky roars. Yet black thunder blooms from the sky, Slowly the form of a red spiked monster increasingly grows on the horizon. A darkened eye opens and rolls down its hill shaped body. The gigantic crimson monster opens a mouth from its center and turns a mellow bright-green. The color of the world began to drain from every grain, every microorganism, every single cloud filled with dark lightning and flow into the bumpy mouth of the colossal giant. A fire glitches into existence from who knows where in front of the mountain-shaped giant. The giant knew and accepted his role, giving his life and letting go for the last time. The fire reaches up into the air and gasses up the world, never disappearing but coloring every single empty space with a red miasma, a frail mortality. The world disappears into the nothingness...leaving an empty space; a reality in on its own. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A distortion appears in the middle of a dark room that expands into a huge disk, as a crimson fire slips out of it, grossly gliding into form.The center of this bloody thing carries a crystallized yellow marble that is surrounded by glaciers of reddish color and red slivers.The monotonous slivers trace the inner surface of the planet like glistering maggots, trying to turn the planet into liquid while the babyred glaziers try to pierce towards the planet''s core. Furiously burning, the deep crimson flame sizzles, emanating a glistening heat. Shuffling around, wonders with refined graciousness on a glassy-black surface,the fire moves silently in circles, thinking, but as it anxiously searches for the meaning of its simple burning life, something ancient inside the fiery pits of its being starts growing with vigor. The frosted planet begins shining. Slowly its reflection on the floorbegins burning brighter.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. BOOOOOOOOM! The fire bursts, making the bits of its small flaming body splatter everywhere. Strangely enough, the fragments simply land on the walls and ceiling, still burning, as the material coating everything just wobbles it out.A few meters back, the epicenter was filled with a dispersing black cloud, until in the mist, a small white dot appeared, a dot that quickly devoured the cloud of smoke, as it gently fills the room with a strange sense of longing. Groggily, the broken pieces of the fire come alive and gravitate towards the white dot. A mere 5 seconds pass before the fire finally reunites itself.With a dexterity so elegant, the fire dances with the distortion in the air produced by its young heat, as It silently moves under the swarming gaze of a blue light. Suddenly, usurping threads of white vapor come out of the fire, creating small clouds of white mist that gently twist and envelope around it, finally creating a marble shaped nebula.But as the white marble shaped nebula inside started becoming denser and denser, and as the ball of fire enveloped in white clouds of growing mist begun moving from bigger to smaller loops, the size of its body started becoming greater, stronger. The flame''s bubbling edges started twinkling slightly, as its center became a concentrated pool of crisping Memviss fire. A fire so strong that left reality itself completely burned, leaving only an all-consuming darkness.The hypnotic scene kept repeating itself for hours, seemingly without an end. Until in one of its many circling, it dimmed a little; it''s movements slowing down as the bubbling on its flames increased, desperately moving, trying to shape itself into something, anything. The fire...inevitably failed for one last time. Completely stopping its entrancing jog, it just rested on the glassy floor, contemplating for a moment: What was it and what was Its purpose in coming to life? The tail on its head moving from side to side, ever slightlyslower. For a while, it stood like that, absorbing the energy beneath, waiting till something happened. Suddenly a burbling noise filled the surroundings and the tempo of the fiery flame became faster and faster. With a surge of bloating energy the flame happily prepared itself for its favorite game... or only game; but it was only a matter of time until it discovered more fun ''games''. For now, Jumping! Time slows down to a standstill, and at the moment where its'' energy reached the highest it could go, it exploded forward.As its flaming figure gloriously soared in the air, it left a slowly forming shockwave surrounded by enormous amounts of energy that blasted through everything on its pathway. As those energies clashed together, they heated up space to an absolute limit, resulting in a shockwave of pure plasma. The sound released from the explosion was so powerful that it made an elastic echo. An echo that shook its very surroundings, as it left a frighteningly powerful booming tremor. But that was just the beginning. The explosive energy left in the shockwave imploded all of a sudden in itself, producing a burning light that completely illuminated every single corner of the room before darkness once again swallowed the room.As all of this was happening, the flame landed on a wall, smashing its lustrous shiny surface like a high-speed bullet, bending it inwards. As expectedly the hit did not make a sound, and the wall just returned to its original shape, wiggling the small flame out slowly. On the other side of the room, a glowing mirror that seemed to invert darkness for light and a bloody ball of fire for a chilling ball of frost suddenly broke.When the power of the sonic boom reached it, it instantly made the falling fragments into dust, literally erasing the mirror from existence.And so for a time, the elastic ball of flame just jumped excitedly inside the big dark room, causing soundless ripples everywhere, but still not breaking its confines. It sprang like a rabbit around the room¡¯s smooth surface, leaving these golden rings behind, that slowly enlarged and disappeared into the nothingness.The fire lands with a little bounce in the middle of this glamorous room, looking around with its tail. Suddenly the little screech of fingernails touching decaying bark carries through the air. Responding to the thrashing in an intelligent manner, the jumping fire made Its flaming tail become sharp like the point of a dagger, as it came to a complete stop.Everything from the biggest of objects to the finest of hairs is instantly smashed brutally into the ground. Within a second, the floor cracked dangerously and so did everything else on its surface.Suddenly the air in the vicinity grew in weight, as it was slowly coated in a faint, yet powerful dominance. The glistering blue maggots waxing the surface of the marble slow down to a frightening halt.A pool floating far behind it dimmed its blue glow, as something dark was displayed on it, something truly bitter.And as time slowly passed, the dimming pool started swirling louder, swiftly and glossier near to the thunderous crackling of the bloody fire. Everything seemed so serene until something or someone spoke in an alien tongue, forming a structure of sounds that is characterized as lowly or for lackofa better word as¡­ mortal. ¡°There will come a moment in the threads of time... when the predeterminedfails, after all not everything is perfect.¡± Two orange eyes calmly opened, shining in the back of the room not far from the light of the fire. ¡°There will come a time, when the cycle is transcended, but not completely...¡± below the orange eyes, the ends of a mouth curled insanely, as the unknown creature savored his next words carefully, ¡°ascended...¡± -¡°But,-¡±-he turned down his voice as he slowly spoke, ¡°there will never come a time, where a true bond does not guide a soul beyond the manifestation we call reality.¡± Looking at a circular window displaying a standing shadow, the talking abomination silently yawned. -Thunder booming!- The awakening. First person view-(Uknown.) ______________________________________________________________________________ My life started and ended... with my birth and his death. Who knows why? After it reached that point, it started all again.It never changed...It kept repeating itself like an old broken game; a fragile thing which slightly changed, but kept repeating the same beginning and end. Your birth, his death. MY BIRTH...his death. I had enough of it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The blooming dark scenery of space flushed like distilled water around me, as I happily flew towards my favorite planet.Strangely I had come to feel a strange tingle that turned into a little discomfort, every time I neared the purplish-ashen green ball. Who knew why? Sadly if I had known¡­ Anyways¡­ Covered with huge concentrations of purple clouds, my lovely planet got obscured by its green surface and greatly outlined by vibrant purple waters.From a distance, It was more than clear picking season was around the corner.The oceans were at their crystallizing stage, one of the phases that signified a whole year in this world. ''Almost that time of the year, I see.''Casually I slowed down my pace, thinking I had enough time.But I was too late. ______________________________________________________ The faint salty smell of a rolling tear flows into my mouth, gradually surfacing the song...a tune I listened long ago.-Countless memories replaying in succession.- -So many dreams...- -So many lives lost in the abyss.- I raise my arms, reaching forwards, as I quietly croak in the darkness.¡°I can¡¯t, I can¡¯t...save you.¡± I slowly fall on my knees. Hitting the cold wooden ground my body shudders, as my hairs stand on end.An anger burning without control drives itself deep into my heart, as I remember all the lives taken away from me because of my foolishness. Because of my hesitation.Because I was not strong enough, brave enough to save their lives. Clenching my teeth, I slowly frown. ¡±Why have the powers of a divine, IF I CAN''T EVEN SAVE YOU!¡± Time seems to distort. My perception expands, and the world collapses around me. Wall to wall."Not this time" Echoing, the sharp words shake me like the orange leafs falling outside;quivering and tumbling from side to side. Far inside the darkness, the faint shine of the moonlight pours down the window. The crystal-like shine courses through the room, showing the silhouette of two sharp figures resting on a wide structure; a wooden chair made out of golden trimmings and brilliant white feathers. ¡ð Onhigh outstanding mountain, somethingbegins buzzing with power, as a strange green light falls from the sky miles above and pierces the wooden ceiling of a wooden cottage, gathering in the palms of a standing shadow.The shadow curves his hand, letting the green light gathering in his palm flow inside his bones and muscle fibers in small waves of mythical vitality; a blue license. Gathering the energy slowly, The thing of shadows tirelessly attempts the forbidden arts of life and death. Touching with his free hand a wrinkled shoulder... "NO." Gritting my teeth in distress my desperation keeps rising. My loved one¡¯s breaths synchronizing...declining closer into the reaper''s embrace.The silhouette of mywho I loved so much from my birth and his longtime friend, shine a metallic green and dark blue mix. Their muscles tense, as their bodies try to mold with the energy being transferred to them. The man hidden by the darkness groans and whispers. ¡°Just let us die Astrus.¡± What? Theknot in my throatopens and releases all the sadness which I locked and kept away.The construct I formed below the chair with the strangevitality collapses. The volatile energy of life exudes the presence of death. The energy returns to me with so much power, that I''m instantly pinned to the wall behind me like a nail being pushed and smacked into place. Silently, a hole is opened in my black ancient armor by the green corroded vitality. Theheatless thing pushes itself through the hole...deep into the inside of my soul and carves a glowing jagged spiral on my chest. I wince as I feel the stings reach my heart and cry in agony. As all of this is happening, my dad''s head falls to one side, his jaw opens wide and his eyes open in terror as he sees what he has done and so... he dies. Life disappears, and I fall on the floor. Suppressing my pain and pushing my limits, I attempt to fix the gashes made by the fangs of death, yet even with all my achievements, all of my special skills, and all my dominions...I fail, losingmy immortality and with it losing my last chance to save their lives.The body of Astrus trembles and starts beating like a drum. He winces and tries to keep his slowly closing eyes open. ¡±How could everything fail me?¡±My body starts throbbing in pain. The many Veins in my neck and forehead expand to their limits. My hands start gripping my head. Coughingspurts of blood on the floor, the eyes of Astrus haze and die from the inside. I feel cold. ¡®I feel empty¡­.¡¯ Remembering the happy moments the three of us had together, I sit... An ominous sound begins rebounding in my head-Tick-ick-tick-tick-ick.- Slowly it grows with every strike.I briskly grab onto my skull tighter and tighter, as I try to ease the growing ache. The smell of a forming pool of metallic blood makes my mouth dry and warm. I brutally bite my lower lip and look forwards.The pain becomes too much for me that my body spasms, and I begin to bleed from the skin.With the flooding iron taste of my primal blood curling around my teeth, I mutter with a hidden animosity. ¡±It will not end like this¡­IT CAN¡¯T END LIKE THIS¡± Everything stops. The movement of the yellow leaves falling outside stills.The whole world waits, as the eyes of every living thing dulls, and slowly everything begins turning a gooey-black. This reality is being consumed by another and yet... ¡°It will not end like this. Not this time.¡± -THUNDER BOOMING- The invisible black wrappings clustered around the unmoving world start falling apart, cracking like an egg...becoming nothing more than a passerby.Everything gradually starts moving again. The eyes of every living thing begins shining with the powerful pulse of life, as the eyes of Astrus start burning again, not with life, but with something else.Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. -¡±MOVEEEE!¡±-I fight my awakening old age as I try to stand.And then I realize, this is not exactly because of old age. ¡®My whole body is being crushed to pieces as fast as it¡¯s pieced together, as if- someone was... No!. Someone is doing this and pay for it they will.¡¯. And so like a rock falling on an infinite pond and the smoky figure as the center. The space around him ripples. Destroying the influence trying to subdue him, expanding, covering the great distance, traveling far into the horizon, beyond the great beyond, finally reaching a being, an entity cladded in chaos, but with the expertise of a teller of tales. Rippling all of them like a great wave of godly proportions. Many living in this world, wake up from their sleep, anxious, as the weird phenomenon has made them come out of their houses to watch the strange event. _________________________________________________________ In an old wooden house not far from the mountain, a little kid, 13, lifeless yet awake. Looks outside from the window of his home, seeing ripples spreading from the top of the mountain of Esphiler, his actions replicating the same movements decillion of creatures in many different worlds made. Some smooth. Some rough, yet all the same. _________________________________________________________ The civilians of many different realities come out of their shelters, looking like many grains of sand pouring from the insides of their planets, and as they stand there, they realize they were not alone, and so they Look towards the stars. Not... yet ready... Even so¡­ with their mouths dry, their minds freed from rusting chains. They stand there and raise their arms towards the skies, moving them from side to side, singing an ancient tune, a mystic hum which was not supposed to be there. *Back at the cottage* _____________________________________________________________________ *An obscure lullaby is heard from the outside.* Finally sitting up into a kneeling position, the air around me becomes heavier, cracking the wood below me, making the storm above the cottage focus on one place¡­. me. Outside of the cottage the overlapping clouds twist and stretch towards the ground; creating something akin to a tornado, that covers the cottage on top of the mountain in a blazing whirlpool. ¡°All the powers in existence and yet I can¡¯t save you old friends.¡± Resounding with an indescribable essence, his words explode in all directions, making a continuous boom be heard all around the world, like an earthquake shaking the whole planet. The smoke inside of me flares to its maximum; releasing enormous amounts of smoke into the room.-¡°Such an intricate lie.¡±- I mumble, raising my eyes forward. Gazing upon two lifeless figures the trembling individual stands up, with his legs finally healed he tenses his muscles and drags himself forward¡­ *Tip*... *Tap*... *Tip,* With each of his steps his mantle of smoke condenses, becoming more like solid metal. He stops in front of the man; carefully bending; trying to hide his eyes in shame, but making sure he is able to look at the man. -¡±I will find you¡­¡±- He says; letting the divine smoke surrounding him turn a deep crimson. Looking intensely at the corpse; the individual majestically turns back as his eye releases a godly tear, one swirling in so many unstable fluctuations that it cracks open a black pit in the wooden ground. Walking to the door, the air in front of the smoky figure darkens and slowly wrinkles. The space in the middle of this cloud separates and leaves a dome-shaped entrance. Quickly walking into a portal, I leave the cottage of my dear friends. Stepping inside; flashes of electric colors zoom out of my vision, but instead of bending around me, the colorful thunder strikes me, pushing me back.One after the other they slash me, leaving deep gashes on my protective smoke. Paying it no mind, I travel to the end of the tunnel, but as I''m about to reach the other side, one of the flashing colors unexpectedly catches my attention. A red streak zooming off towards my destination, I look at it but end up quickly to my designated place. ____________________________________________________________________________ A molten crust floating swiftly in a timeless space greets me. The grey pebbles covering the ground roll out of the way, as I completely come out of the portal.The smoky figure touches the rocky floor. Looking around, he fluidly crouches and with a titanic force, he jumps into the sky.The floor below him cracks and not even a second after that the rocks below him explode in all directions, leaving an enormous rumble.I slam on a metallic floor. I breathe slowly and my bleach my teeth. ¡°Leaving something bottled up will not be my shame...¡± *Crackle* *crackle*White Lightning comes out of the body of the smoky figure. The lightning heavily becomes yellow as time slowly fades.A portal forms out of nowhere and shines a golden colour. The smoky figure looks at his friends. They stand in a media killing beast of old. They where reborn but instead of the smoky figure looking content, he screams. The space around him deforms and becomes unstable. ¡±...My friend is just a baby in this endless path, its eye, IT''S EYES! Holds not the same liveliness that it once had! The thing inside the strange magical window is not the same man it was once!"I weep as he is the last, yet the first to live this endless lie."Why!?"I shriek, closing the golden portal Infront of me. Looking into the opposite direction, I hold my hand out and grasp at the air. Finally, the dome-shaped distortion vanishes.Daring not move from the place I landed, I slowly turn my face to the empty sky. Gripping my face, a dark thought seeps into my mind.¡°How can I have so many energies under my command and yet be unable to save the simplest of lives.¡± I turn fluidly and coincidently punch a structure. I punch and punch, and PUNCH!... Quietly, a strange building in front of the smoky figure takes the full force of his strikes.I take a step back. Looking up, I see a big structure in front of my eyes. ¡±I¡¯m standing in front of the gates of my palace, the one sitting gently in a piece of space, the one standing in front of my face¡­¡± I say to myself poetically.The smoky figure turns. His eyes glow a hazel blue streak, and he holds his hands towards the boundless space around him. ¡°I hold so much power, yet I can not save them from this endless lie... this endless plan.¡± My emotions hype up. My heart starts beating faster.I stand quietly in front of my palace, fuming with a disturbing instability. But something changes¡­ the chains controlling me disappear, the strings of fate have gone away. As if grasping an infinite pool with all my might, I control my flaming hatred and so effortlessly it becomes my changing temper¡­the smoky man looks upon the colorful space beyond his palace a thing the mysterious entity would do normally. This time he knew it was not the same. My soul ripples in its infinite space. My eyes sparkle with an endless rage. Time bubbles up and yet it stays so constant.¡°I will not follow your plans!"Rage fills my soul, as I whisper those words. The looming darkness in front of the man looks at him but it gets horrified, as he manages to look back at it."I shall carve my own path out of this eternal place!¡­¡± The tugging sensations in my heart embrace my weakened spirit. My soul passes on to the next wave, and so gently I get out of the stage.The smoky individual journeys away from the chains of reality. Something tries to hold him down, yet in front of his rage, the sensation is nothing but a pain.My body loudly flickers and disappears from existence. Rippling through all the planes he tries to find the truth of this place. /o(-)o\ The smoky man leaves the boundaries of existence, and he quietly wonders in a strange place. A place full of opaque colors which hold no life in them. A place where no one is supposed to even reach.The truth of all is revealed to him...everything was¡­fake, sadly he is too young to even understand.Astrus looks up to see a light. Nothing inflates his heart but an unyielding temper, as the light of ignorance shines upon him trying to cease his danger. Yet all he feels is a raging passion. A passion for ending this unexplainable lie. Thisunchanging path. "Many had to die, for what? FOR WHAT DID THEY DIE!¡± I say, as my anger drives me onward. Thin strings fly toward my mind...they try to subjugate me.¡°I shall not be your minion, I will not be your slave in this wicked play,¡± Says the Astrus directly to the light above him. Suddenly as if a vibration invades him. His soul rumbles. His body trembles. Something looks at him with a lovely smile¡­he blacks out.I feel at peace in this endless void. I let myself drift into this destructive world. Yet my rage is so infinite, my quest so vast. I wake up forcibly and look around. "My home?¡±The scenery changes. He looks at the life he had from the day of his tragedy to the end of his peaceful reign, finally getting to the passing of his most beloved... ¡±My old man.¡±I look at his eyes. ¡±I finally understand¡­¡± and in a croaky voice I say, "You were letting me go.¡± Furiously I grip the unknown plane with my influence. Reaching every corner of its domain, I fight for territory only to realize a shameless illusion dares to stand in front of me. ¡±This illusion will not, and cannot hold me back!I have lived to this point thanks to my ruthless actions. Today shall not be the day I forget, the day I lose that mighty defiance!"Defiantly Astrus rips the illusion apart. I jump away as I head unending screeches escaping from this figment of imagination, this cruel hallucination. Astrus levitates above the ground. He prepares his mystical powers. He invades the space around him and causes a distorted starlight shield to¡­¡±Strange...¡± He says, as the shield quickly dissipates.He takes out one of his most powerful relics; a small pole with two yellow stones on each side. "MAY THE WEAK DIE and the strong rise. Carnage Shall reign once more¡­ this is going to be fun¡± Leaving a multiverse. Calmly levitating. The smoky individual bows, as he looks at the clouds ground below him. Slowly enormous larvae, with millions of fangs attached to their undersides quickly, come out of the ground. They quickly swarm the clouds below with their screams of agony. Piling up, the larvae grip the air as if it were a mantle, completely defying the laws of physics. They travel so fast that it looks like they are shooting towards him like tiny white projectiles. Flying away from the nearing pile of larvae, I release my suffocating might but unaffected they are. The aura surrounding me quickly dissipates. I try to rip space and time itself. To get a little away from this ugly larvae, but it becomes futile as they grip my...white mantle. "Where''s my ghostly skin?!¡± Quickly flying backwards, I let my mythical energy scape from my pores. I use it and try to attack them with it like if it was a wip. Unexpectedly my energy fades away. Trying thousands of spells, I try to attack the swarm of larvae, but the same thing happens to them. Quickly evading the larvae slashes, Astus thinks of a way out. The eyes of Astrus open wide, and he tries something else. His muscles are infused with the power he robbed from the unknown realm. He smiles. I quickly speed down into the fray. Millions of larvae are still escaping the illusion I was almost subdued by and are speeding up. With renewed vigour, I punch one of the larvae and surprisingly find resistance. I pay no mind to it. The larvae explode by the millions as I keep attacking them. Suddenly the hole where the larvae are flowing through expands, as a towering giant with millions of pale nebulas circling around him comes out of it. ¡±An Orcus¡­?¡± Astussays as he sees a huge deformed centipede release white smoke from its body. Astrus was stupefied for a moment. The thing in front of him was none other than one of the 654 trial keepers, monsters he had to personally defeat in his lifetime to even reach the title of a Cosmic entity.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings. Astrus the proceeds to push the full force of his powers into his bones and muscles. This kind of enemies is too powerful. it is going to be hard to hurt them for heis mostly a long time caster, not a fighter. He flies down, towards the ground below him and grips one of the larvae. Hsing the larvae as a shield he holds it in his chest as he mows the enemies coming towards him. One of the Orcus in the distance sprouts a black tentacle from its shoulder and starts to gather blue lightning from the pale clouds. I feel something coming my way, and I quickly move to the right just barely dodging one of the Orcus infamous weapons. ¡®The blind judgement.¡¯ Pale blood drips down my body, as I fly towards the blind spot of the Orcus. I decide to attack him Before the man flies toward his death, a crimson glow shines in this wicked void, illuminating the dark blue ground and skies. It depends and flies towards him. The energy quickly vanishes, as it enters his abysmal soul. I feel strange energies fill me. Something helps me in this dark space. In this bottomless world.Mywill surpasses the boundaries of everything known. With the strength of a tsunami tipping a perfect balance, I carefully wield this incalculable power in front of me...gently letting it go. The screeches of the larvae stop. The chains tying me down to this realm cease to exist. The world around me lightens up in so many different colours, and yet it stays as dark as the plane I originated from¡­ ¡°Where could I be?¡± He asks himself. An untold amount of delight fills him, as he recalls his endless lives. Yet, even that many lives tell him nothing of the place he is currently on. ¡°It was all a perfect lie. Yet my endless rage broke the boundaries, and so quietly I slipped through the cracks of my vile cage. Of my hideous world.¡± I instantly turn, as I''m attracted by a luminous orb. Strange behemoths stand in front of my eyes, the heights of suns they are reaching, as they stand in unimaginable sizes in front of my sight. I quietly stand Infront of an ocean blue ball...my dimension? ¡°Dimensions are supposed to be thin lines, not balls." Herealizes he was more than stupid all his life. I wish I was born in another universe. ¡°Yet such a place was the only way. The only path to stop this unending cycle of unimaginable pain.¡± Astrus, a now glowing wisp quickly ponders his situation. He touches his the face of his soul checking if he was really out of that degenerated place.¡°I¡¯m really out.¡± Joyfully I breathe out, yet breath in. I have no lungs, nor a heart, yet I''m moving my sight from left to right, feeling as if I''m more than alive. ¡°Such an interesting perception of my current situation.¡± The wisp says to himself, as he checks the rest of his body. ¡°I have yet to find another anomaly that depicts my present direction.¡± And so he travels to another world... Where will we go? I sluggishly travel this place. As I wander here and there, I see weird orbs which hold stars in them He''s left no time to think, as a weird phenomenon attracts his attention. One of the orbs around me shines an unnatural black, and suddenly it goes boom. The orb in front of me implodes, causing such a powerful shockwave that it affects all the orbs around me. They collide upon one another. He marvels at the site before him. ¡°No way.¡± The moment the colossal orbs collide nothing is left, they collapse on themselves, as it can¡¯t support the strain. ¡°I wonder why?¡± Getting out of my speculation, my head turns rapidly, as I''m taken by surprise.Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. Another orb has imploded, making the ball of enormous stature in front of it get pushed towards him, but in his vain attempt to push it back he ends up inside of it ¡°My journey has just begun.¡± /o(-)o\ I fall into the sphere and end up in a spooky place. The absence of light freezes my way. My body shivers. I Feel as if a worm speeds down my veins. I stand there paralyzed and¡­cold? No heartbeat lights the way, no lungs raise my chest. ¡°How?¡± I hold on to dear life as my vision closes. My senses degrade, and my heart beat sounds again. ¡°I can¡¯t live this life again. I can¡¯t let myself drift into the cycle once again.¡± I chant to myself as if my life depended on it. It did. ¡°My rage shall light the way.¡± ------------------------------------------ 2 years later... I look as a distorted light in a vast void. The space around me tries to get a grip on my soul. Cursing the ripples in space I stop, as I see a dim light. ¡°A habitable planet perhaps¡± I immediately wonder towards it. ¡®The fluctuations behind me stop all motion. The cursed pressure immediately changes direction, with a ferocious power it grips my body, and without a warning I''m gone, zooming me off towards the glowing ball. Where will I go? YEAH! I''m taken by surprise, as I only notice I''m zooming off at godlike speed when I''m but a few inches away from a golden child.¡¯ ¡®Something out of this world counteracts the strength of the hideous pressure. I look in front of me and see my powerful influence trying to enter the boy, wanting to take his place in this world.¡¯ He is suddenly flown backwards, as this is happening he notices, the walls can¡¯t stop him? ¡°...Am I dead?¡± he has never been so confused in his life. ¡±Am I in an illusion perhaps.¡± ¡®I stop flying back as the pressure is long gone. A heat inflicts my core, a weird screen appears in front of me¡­¡¯
NAME: Astrus Igney
¡®As I¡¯m about to tap my name, the window flashes on and off and then disappears.¡¯ A green light, followed by a crimson light is pushed out of his core, he feels chains breaking off of his soul, he feels his thoughts latch onto him again. ¡°Dearest light that shines in the dark, have you come to help me once again?¡± ¡®A crimson light the size of a dime holds on to a green light.¡¯ The green light quickly fades, as the crimson light decomposes it, leaving it into nothing, but particles in space. ¡°That crimson light consumes it all, and gives up to none.¡± ¡®I think as I can¡¯t believe,¡¯ ¡°This light has saved me twice, first it was my escape, then it was me being chained¡­ Who are you?¡± The light distorts and disappears leaving the same way it came. ¡®Anger tries to seep into my soul, yet it can¡¯t as I¡¯m the wielder of this rage. Of this hate.¡¯ ¡®An ache seeps into my mind, I step down into this mortal plane, organs form, skin covers me whole and for the first time, I look into this plane for what it really is, I quickly put on mystical robe.¡¯ ¡°May my vision reach no more.¡± ¡®The sun shines upon my inexperienced skin, ¡°Curse the light that shines upon the sky.¡± I say as I close my eyes, I wonder off into the distance before I remember¡­¡¯ ¡°The child!¡± ¡®I say as I turn, running off into a little cottage.¡¯ ___________________________________ ¡°Little one,¡± ¡®I say. The golden child is not a golden child, he looks at me in fear with a skin of a silver iron.¡¯ ¡°The goddess of the moon would be proud of you infant.¡± ¡®As I speak those words the glowing child stands up, with a knife in hand.¡¯ ¡°Hide from where you escaped, you vile creature.¡± ¡®I look at him as if in thought and respond to his rather offensive tongue.¡¯ ¡°Child of the light I''m not here to burn you, eat you, or shred you into a pool of liquid matter, I''m just passing through to see if you are fine.¡± ¡®I say as I put my hand on his forehead, his body floats; from the touch of my hand, he levitates as a leaf, I look for anything weakening his influence.¡¯ ¡®My mystical powers run through his body until I look at his soul.¡¯ ¡°What could this green light be?¡± ¡®I say as I don¡¯t understand the relevance of this light with this world, I will it out of his forehead and decompose it into pure energy.¡¯ The silver light covering his skin is no more, his body changes as his muscles enlarge, making his baggy shirt, which by the way looks more like a dirty towel fit his bigger frame and his damped pants the texture of rubble fit his enlarged legs, His stomach inflates leaving his pitiful body look healthy and well cared, ¡°At Least you no longer look like a skeleton.¡± ¡®I say as he is no longer in the effects of the green energy.¡¯ His body finally meets the ground, as he looks up at a old man slightly dazed. The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. ¡°I thank whoever you are for healing me and not killing me, but if I can ask¡­ who are you? ------------------------------------- ¡°My name is Astrus Igney what may yours be?¡± ¡®I say as I look at my companion, he is eating a mythically made burger, while we both are sitting in stacks of hay.¡¯ ¡°My name is Baba but you can call me Ba-ba.¡± The little mischievous boy said as he keep on eating the magically made burger, extending his hand he demanded another. ¡±Baba and BA-ba, I wonder what''s the difference?¡± The boy suddenly coughs, as his food has gone the wrong way. ¡°Did you really believe ¡®cough¡¯ ¡®cough¡¯ that Baba was really my name?¡± ¡®I feel my eye twitch for a single moment and wonder,¡¯ ¡°Why did my eye twitch?¡± But he dismissed it, as he passed him another burger. ¡°Well where I come from, there seems to be quite the bunch that hold quite peculiar names.¡± Ba-ba/Baba looks at the old hag beside him with a raised eyebrow. ¡°Well, no wonder. were your parents in between that bunch of people?¡± ¡®He asked me with a fool''s grin, as I handed him one more burger. ¡°Well at least I don¡¯t proclaim myself as Ba-ba.¡± comfortably I look at Ba-ba, For the second time, THE SECOND TIME IN A DAY! his food refused to go through the right tube.¡¯ ¡±Hahahaha.¡± ¡®I laughed, as I smacked my knee rhythmically, he looked at me with watery eyes, even more so as he tried to hurt me. ¡°Stepping on my foot will not work.¡± I say while I hand him another bigger burger. Quite funny mortal quite funny indeed.¡¯ And so the day has ended, the old man mets the comfortable floor, ¡°Such a peaceful place indeed, not like my previous world¡± --------------------------------------------------------------------- Morning has arrived, quietly resting on the floor, the old man looks at the rising sun, feeling each and every heat wave it sends his way. ¡°Morning.¡± ¡®said Baba, or was it Ba-ba? ¡±Hello child of the light¡± he looks at me tiredly as he quickly runs up to me. ¡°Can I ask you somethin¡± I look at him skeptically, ¡°Well...I see why not.¡± I fluidly respond as I keep looking at him strangely.¡¯ ¡°Do you have any more of those tasty things.¡± He blushes as he does not know the name of the ¡®tasty¡¯ thing, the old man looks at him, pondering on the black dot on his forehead, paying no interest in his words. ¡°Are you''re willing to fill your belly with some experiments.¡± ¡®I say not really focused too much on his question, he stands there frozen for a moment.¡¯ ¡°Is it delicious?¡± ¡®I looked at him quite surprised, as I was joking, ¡°Yes¡­ It is more to my liking than the casual tasty thing(Burger).¡± He gave me one of a time look, as his eyes were shining with extreme vigor, his tongue was slurping all over his lips. He could not wait. he would not wait. His mouth flashed open as he demanded his magical feast.¡¯ ¡°Give me, give me, please!¡± said Baba as he armed himself properly for a feast. ¡°Eat slowly, choke not, your food will not try to go nowhere...now!¡± A dozen peculiar foods stand on top of a table, ¡°Remember it might bite you, poison you and even sting you, but worry not, none is deadly¡­ only painful.¡± But sadly it was too late, he had bitten through half of the plates when ¡°OUCH!¡± He said as his finger was bitten. The spaghetti in the plate had found what to crunch that day. ¡°Hold steady.¡± ¡®I said as took the spaghetti and munched on it, ¡°Let me heal you.¡± My finger pushed through his fingers, until it reached the end of his arm, then back. ¡°Thank you... Astrus.¡± He spoke of my name so casually, I had to correct him.¡¯ ¡°My name may be Astrus, but is disrespectful if you just shout my name, so from now on to the end of your days, call me Astrus ton.¡± He looked at me confused, ¡°Why would I do that? Isn''t your last name... Ig...ney?¡± ¡®I look at him slowly, choking on the spaghetti because after all, he is technically correct,¡¯ ¡°You will call me that way because I call my elders ton, and then call the youngsters tin, and finally call my fellow brothers hen.¡± ¡°Did your parents make that rule?¡± ¡®He asked me, he could no longer hide his squirm,¡¯ ¡°Unfortunately, no. My society named us that way, this is my way to not let myself forget, as I don''t want to neglect the misery in that place, I shall never forget, the pain... the grief that they caused with every death.¡± ¡®I look at him and find him quite awkward. ¡°Well sorry, I can''t find me calling you ton every time.¡± He said as he looks at the ground ashamed.¡¯ ¡®I let out a defeated sigh. ¡°Anyways.¡± Said I, ¡° What is your real name? Apart from Ba-ba.¡± I smiled as I looked at his sad gaze; taking a cheerful look as he started speaking.¡¯ ¡°My name is not Baba, It was just a joke.¡± ¡°My real name is Bestian Doys, Best- for short.¡± He said as he looked proud at his fist. ¡°Proud and courageous, such is the characteristics of the best.¡± ¡®I say as I look at him smiling.¡¯ ¡°You are interesting so let me make you a proposition mortal.¡± The old man looks at him straight into the eyes. ¡±I have traveled worlds, huge dimensions in the blink of an eye, would you care to join me in a little quest, a quest born of endless rage. From endless pain?¡± ¡°Why do you talk so weird?¡± He said as he smiled quite amused. ¡®I looked at him strangely and thought of it for a second.¡¯ ¡°I do it to suppress my pain, and simple boredom¡± ¡®I say, as I look at the rising sun; silently marveled by its beauty,¡¯ ¡°So do you accept, or maybe you have more important matters... here?¡± Baba looked at the mountains that hid half of the sun ¡°I have nothing here. I, the best can''t have anything here.¡± ¡°Very well then, follow my lead and I will bring us supremacy.¡± ¡®I looked at a beast outside the window.¡¯ ¡°And mounts too.¡± TROLOLOL Elegantly we passed through the meadow, the clouds were upon us as we galloped our lizards towards the nightfall.¡± WE ARE NOT GOING TO MAKE IT!¡± Said a weird looking gall and his companions, they galloped their wraiths behind us. The sky trembled above us. A light fell down from the sky missing us half a mile apart, the trees flared up in bluish flames as their bark shook from immense pain. ¡°MAY WE RUN TO GLORY, BEAST FRENZY!¡± The arms of the wraiths around the crazed man bulged up, their chests inflated with muscle, as they became twice their original size. ¡°RIDE TO THE DAWN!¡± Said the crazed man, but at that moment their faces became into horrified statues. ¡°HAAAAAAA!.¡± They screamed like the sirens in my world, not a pleasant sound I assure you. ¡°Who is foolish enough to not bring a shield to their travels?¡± I asked myself as I saw them, the blast of concentrated lightning growing more present, it rapidly ascended from the purple skies, hitting my invisible shield. ¡°Huh?¡± They said, happier to be alive than surprised. ¡°The skies are with us...we have nothing to fear, MOVE LITTLE PEASANTS THE GODS ARE WITH US!¡± The crazy man screamed as he moved to bump our trusty lizard, sadly another barrier protected us from all harm, he flew quite the distance, smashing up into the shield he got stuck in a downwards position. An enormous city clouded our vision, we drew closer to the closed up entrance, powerfully our mounts jumped at the last moment landing on top of the walls, the wraiths clawed their way up the enclosure leaving nothing, but a damaged wall. ¡°We made it!¡± they said, sadly their ¡®leader.¡¯ Smashed against the closed gates, leaving nothing, but a torn gateway and a scorching pain. ¡°LEADER!¡± Said the two companions of the crazed man, their legs giving out, the thought of the worst case infiltrated into their minds. ¡°DON¡¯T EVEN DARE!¡± Said the crazed man, as he touched his forehead, only to feel a flaring pain, blood drenched the floor as he had wide cuts everywhere. ¡°Scorching sun of the fallen, of the godly figures that rule upon us, Heal his soul everywhere!¡± His cuts closed and his eyes shined once more, filling with true happiness they widened, and so weakly he embraced his children. ¡°You better get me more of those strange...sweet dishes,¡± said Baba as he crossed his arms and looked away from the father hugging his children... ¡°I have never had children, but I assure you, they are proud of you Best- tin.¡± I looked at him and waited for a response, nothing was spoken, and so swiftly he never spoke it, but Baba had no one to rely on, his parents were probably gone, or dead back in the forest, and that was more apparent than anything else in his tears of lightless sorrow, ¡°Travelers of the sky.¡± A voice broke me out of my deep thought. ¡°Masters of the heavens themselves.¡± They said thogether as they kneeled, and held up their hands in gratitude. ¡°We honor you today, for now, and forever.¡± They said as they took out stones from their chests and a scale from their heads. ¡°Words are not enough to express our gratitude.¡± What are they doing? They hold nothing but stones and red scales in front of me. ¡°We cannot justify our foolish actions, please accept this 3 haynas stones.¡± I hold the stones in my hand, ¡°And this 3 dragon''s scales.¡± I hold the six items in confusion, they hold nothing, yet they are glowing. I sneak my hand behind time and space, removing a green mist. ¡°What are you?¡± I say in anger as the stone stops glowing and turns into smaller stones. I examine this wisp with my mythical powers, copying it to the very core. An identification device? I create something close to the wisp, surprisingly, It is but a distortion in time and space to anyone but me. The wisp is extremely different from its counterpart. One of the main differences is that it''s orange, not green, additionally, it does not bind the soul to its will, and it can¡¯t take something away from me, or give me something new, it can just give me a higher perception, just like a parallel computation. I will the distortion inside of my pores, directly into my powerful soul. I close and open my eyes in shock, I can see transparent tentacles growing out of everyone''s backs, like a foggy steam coming out of their spine. Surprisingly Baba has none. I will the orange wisp, making it show me my power compared to all the world, it accesses the database of the green light, and shows me my power in this new world. My brain reproduces an image of all the world, everything is colored blue, the only exceptions to this rule are tiny dots and patches in the seas that range from orange to crimson. I see my current location, I gaze upon a black dot among a sea of blues and darker blues, a crimson dot catches my attention as it''s heading towards my direction. ¡°What do the colors mean?¡± I ask myself, as someone interrupts me. ¡°Are you ok Astrus?¡± I seem to have dozed off into an unconscious sleep, ¡°Why is there so many people around us?¡± I ask Baba, confused from our current situation. ¡°WHO DARES CAUSE A COMMOTION IN MY LANDS?¡± A young sapling says as he looks over the crowd, floating as if standing on an invisible building, Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. Even if our direction is obvious, he dares look nowhere, but a boy his age. ¡°WAS IT YOU?¡± He zooms off and kills the man, not even giving him a chance in forming his first syllable. The crowd separates more, finally leaving us in the middle, ¡°Another traveler of the heavens?¡± Says the crazy man, as he directs his crazed gaze towards the sapling at the sky, ¡°Travelers?¡± I hold the little lamb in high interest as I look at his joyful eyes ¡°It was me little devil!¡± I say, he looks at me and starts moving at sonic speeds, but before he can catch my head in his arm, I side step and leave him empty handed. he jumps back. ¡°A fellow traveler of worlds?¡± He looks at me with a peculiar gaze ¡°A parallel computation user?¡± He looks at me as if waiting for a response. ¡°A detective of levels, with the powers of a parallel processor¡± He slowly descends and lands on the ground, ¡°Such a long time since one of you appeared. ¡°Kill him.¡± He quietly says, as he turns around, dark fumes escape his body, as if a tree had grown out of his mouth, the black smoke slowly tries to enter the fellow villagers. ¡°Stop!¡± I say, his fumes dissipate into pure energy, the energy fueling that miasma enters the saplings hands, slowly he turns around once more, he looks at my eyes and tries to invade my soul, sadly he is too weak to even shake the surrounding floor. ¡°How dare you stop ME!¡± He distorts the void and slips through the reality of this world, reaching me in an instant, with nothing but his metallic clothes. Rapidly I move out of the way of his metal fist, he stops. ¡°Haha, I just remember.¡± He flashes once more, flying into my direction, this time his movements are slowing down and then speeding up, tremendous spinning kicks and powerful lunges are keeping me on the move. Every turn lifts a pile of dust, looking at my eyes while smiling he bends down and raises a plant from the floor, huge veins sprout from the floor making a innocent plant into a deadly weapon, energy fills the Plant to the brim as he slashes it into my direction. I keep dodging, as his technique may work on parallel computators, but not someone like me. ¡°If you don''t stop child, I will have to enforce my power over you.¡± I keep dodging his attacks. I keep dancing my ancient dance. ¡°What kind of cheat skill did you get old man?¡± My movements slow down but are kept in full motion as I retort ¡°OLD MAN! I don''t look that old.¡± I dodge his kick and go below it, carrying my momentum to his face, he ends up on the firm earth. ¡°Ouch.¡± The sapling says the people around us look at me, their mouths agape as amazement fills their eyes. ¡°Snap¡± They fall down with wide smiles, I will them to fall into a temporary slumber as I click my fingers, for all they would do is irritate me to the core. ----------------------------------------------------- ¡°It was a pact!¡± I sit down into a chair and take a glance at my captors'' limbs, they were chained, all energies were drained, this special chains took nothing but strength. ¡°No one will enter my territory and I will not enter theirs.¡± He looked at the crimson carpet below our heads furiously, trying to escape from his chains. ¡°It was in the contract, all fortunate enough to travel, get this little book as their initial item!¡± says the sapling screaming, leaving no saliva to spare, he summons an item given to him by the system, It falls on the crimson floor, I descend to pick it up, a tiny book fills my hands.
Conqueror of worlds. Travelers Book. Volume 6
¡°Go to page 8823.¡± He says as I turn to the first page.
Our beginnings... Hello traveler from the ¡°Interstellar¡± network, you and many others have been chosen, your family, friends, co-workers, have been transported too, so don¡¯t worry. P.G.8817 This world is nothing like your own, we have brought you forward in order to have fun. You will find more information in a dragon''s cave, the one which looks like a well in your ¡°world map.¡± P.G.8818
I quickly turn the pages, realization hits me. ¡°A game world!¡±
Demands from local gods. Hello, traveler, we welcome you to our humble abode. we rule over existence and of you too, so here''s some rules. You will not use sexual weapons, You shall not leave. P.G.8823 You can fight, if another traveler enters your domain, You will follow the goddess and gods demand, You will not dress in embarrassing outfits, You will eat, You will dress appropriately... P.G.8824
¡°Sorry young sapling my entrance into this world was accidental, I don''t belong here,¡± I say as I look at his changing face. ¡°WHAT?¡± His mouth is a gap in his face, he looks at the side momentarily searching for something in his mind, certainly not looking in any direction. ¡°Do you know what the system is?¡± he asks ¡°I do, actually I have seen this before,¡± I speak, but something catches my attention, his gaze becomes lifeless, his breaths speed up, his face fills with disgust, the man is not the same one from before. ¡°... oooh chaos, messing with my creations aren''t we?. A crimson glow envelops him, I can''t help but cringe in astonishment, his body becomes wrinkled and his body decomposes, but in all of that chaos his soul stays, the crimson light keeps it in place, by the way, souls look like the distortion a fire makes. ¡°Dearest you have come to me again? I say relief fills me as I can see the crimson light once again. The crimson light compresses; with the soul, leaving nothing but a stone. I pick up the stone, it shines a soft crimson in my hand, it has wrinkles everywhere, and yet it leaves a smooth feeling in the hand. ¡°It is supposed to be impossible.¡± I go directly to the door. My mystical construct floats above the clouds, I see Ba-ba looking down, standing on a visible sheet of glass. ¡°Best- tin come with me.¡± I say as I grip his hand, ¡°Quickly.¡± I demand. we stand inside the mystically made construct, we use our time wisely, inspecting a crimson stone, or at least what resembles one. ¡°The impossible is nothing to the eyes of this crimson being, even the gods have not reached his peak. Ba-ba looks at me more bored than confused, as we are sitting on the floor. ¡°Impossible?¡± He turns to the stone, silently looking at its elegant edges. ¡°How is it impossible?¡± He stands up, ¡°The old grandpa''s in my last home were Apprentice shapers, even they would do a better job shaping this stone. ¡°Last village?¡± I stand up too, looking for something in his face to give me a clue. ¡° I''m really an unlucky child, I was born in a damp, raised in a dump and cared for in the house of the Kinkans.¡± He took a deep breath as he continued, daring to not look at me in the eyes. ¡°The stables in Which you found me were their feeding grounds, I was about to kill myself by the orders of the system.¡± He slightly smiled, looking at me with his brown eyes. ¡°But you saved me, I owe you one.¡± he lightly punched me on the shoulder as he kept looking at the rock, I gazed too but with less attention, paralyzed in this relaxing position, I think. ¡°Such comparisons we hold, even though combined we hold no position in this world.¡± I look at the rock on the crimson carpet, I take it from the floor. Leaving this red carpet, scaping quietly through an indigo door, I look upon my friend, I hold his hand prepared for any challenges ahead. Our journey has now begun.