We could match up to their overall might, and restrict each other. And if by chance, we attain our eighth form, we could overshadow this Cosmology and it's Seven Systems.
We could having everyone within our grasp, and finally begin the path we were given. The mission that our masters desire us to achieve.
Yet...
Yet...
Why do we have unfamiliar memories of already going through such an ordeal? Why is there a point where we actually achieve our eighth form, and stand above the Cosmologies?
[ ... ]
This does not make sense.
Nor does it add up.
The current 'we', already have unmatched power. We are innately above the Seven Cosmic Supremes?
I can already restrict their powers, and give the world a fair start. Something we failed to achieve within the memories.
This would... actually make a lot of things more interesting than the path we took within the memories as well.
Yet the memories themselves are a mystery.
Each version of ourselves within each Cosmology is a different entity altogether. Yet the one within our memories, is directly us...
As creations of those entities, we are innately above Existence, yet are affected by time? Strange. How come I cannot glimpse these memories' descent?
They are not from the future us, for we are certainly above time, and already aware of the past and future, while also being immune to spatio-temporal influences.
Nor are they portions inserted within our minds, for each of us within every Cosmology, are a singularity unique to ourselves.
Our memories cannot be forged, for our memories are also a singularity. And they exist in but a single form, us...
[ ... ]
But worries aside, with such power comparable to our eighth form, yet still in our base form, would not the actions of letting every Existence of this world accept us... trigger our ninth form?
Or rather, our first form, with power and range of influence comparable to our ninth form? A form necessary for the complete authority over this entire Existence?
Even if the Seven Supremes appeared, would we not be capable of easily restraining them?
And what if we achieve the illusory tenth form? The unachievable eleventh form? Or the unknown twelfth form?
Would our heights ever stop ascending?
[ ... ]
Unfortunately with such power comparable to our eighth form, options such as Unique Professions, Forbidden Professions, World Expansion, Divinities, Hidden Legacies, Chaotic Assimilation, Realm Creations and Dimensional Exploration would be unlocked.
That would eliminate eight ways for us to achieve our second (tenth) form. Or that was supposed to have been the case, until...
[ An anomaly appeared ]
We thought, as from the moment we appeared, a daredevil dared to bring his entire family to join our little charade. Without any hesitation, nor a waste of time.
As a world full of suspicion towards foreigners, let alone alien entities such as ourselves, we expected to wait days before a single being chose to indulge us.
Yet an anomaly occurred...
An anomaly, and an irregular.
No, this entire family is strange, yet it is not up to us to mind that. What we should mind is whether we, will let things take their intended path according to the memories.
Or... change everything altogether?
[ Change everything altogether ]
We immediately came to such an agreement, and immediately implanted our agreement.
And our first step, is to increase the chances of our first (ninth) form to take place.
[ TING!!! ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
Indeed, we advertised ourselves.
We sent out information about the number of people who have participated into our ploy. That alone would allow the others to feel left out.
Even though the number was not large enough to do much change, it was still significant enough to tempt a few other beings.
And to add salt onto the injury...
[ One person has succeeded their Trials ]
[ For being the first to succeed among their trial, they have obtained the godly (Unique) artifact; Mammoth Hammer ]
[ They have obtained a bonus Grand Epithet: Man of Slaughter ]
[ One person has succeeded their Trials ]
[ For being the second to succeed among their trial, they have obtained the godly (Unique) artifact; Storm Chasers ]
[ They have obtained a bonus Grand Epithet: Queen of The Dark ]
[ More godly rewards, abilities, epithets and many more await ]
[ ... ]
Finally, we paused.
And we waited.
Such an action was not a loss on our side, as two godly artifacts were rare, but with our current form, it should be no problem to conjur.
And of course, we will not give any other being godly artifacts, regardless if they are the third, forth or the hundredth to succeed.
At most Unique artifacts, Supernatural artifacts as well as Magical artifacts for the top ten, top hundred and top thousand living beings to succeed within their trials.
[ ... ]
As for the first two, those were words meant to only pull in more beings to join our side faster. As for the validity of our words, who would verify them? Did they have what it takes?
This would bring hate and discontent towards us, yet did it matter? We thought otherwise. Their feelings were not even second-hand matters to us.
They could cry and cuss for all we care.
For did it matter, when our goal was full-filled? Unfortunately for them, no.
But fortunately for us, our plan succeeded.
[ TING!!! ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
[ One person has been bonded with The Primordial Source ]
[ One... ]
[ One... ]
[ One... ]
...
One by one, beings from all over the world agreed to enter their Trials, and as more agreed, the pressure on others increased, and they soon hastily followed.
Some still stayed and decided to watch what would happen next, and I did not mind. We were not in much of a rush... at least, we could wait a few days.
We will just have to see where that would take them.
Of course, a few races with strong foundations did not fall for our schemes.
But I reckoned in a few days, when they realize the might and power of those that agreed, they would soon follow.
And the Seven Great Churches, decided to not participate due to strongly believing one sidedly at the Seven Supremes.
But we were still unperturbed.
To add on... our next actions, would be favorable to those that joined us, and unfavorable to those that do not.
At the end of the day, our focus is to make sure they all participate in their Trials, and the simplest way to do that... just so happens to be the most ruthless way.
[ ... ]
And we shall take it!!!
Regardless of which path, we have to take it, and traverse through it regardless of the outcome it has upon the world... As long as it does not negatively affect its Providence.
Everything else shall be second hand matters. We shall not be as naive as we were in the memories, and we shall strive for a path of Greater Creation.
If no true Creator has ever existed, we shall be the first. If this entire Existential Facade is nothing but a lie, we shall convert it to nothing but a truth.
We shall become a true... Primordial.
*** Juliette Silver ***
Within a bloody field, corpses strewn everywhere, and rivers of blood flowing here and there, a man stood tall and valiant in between all that hellscape.
And from where I stood, I could see his valiant figure, staring down the tens of humanoid corpses torn and broken around him.
His gaze was apathetic, his gray eyes reflecting nothing but calm anger and silent madness.
"..."
I did not know how to feel at such a sight. At the sight of the blue eyed daredevil I looked up to, shifting to a gray eyed godly being.
I forgot how long we have been here for, but maybe ten, thirty or even sixty minutes have long since flashed by. All I remember is spilled blood and endless fighting
My thoughts churned as I moved my eyes from the man who stole my heart, to the bloodshed we caused from the moment we defeated the Void borne spirit.
As far as I remember, I fell unconscious and woke up five minutes later. And I woke to a sight of big brother Damien defeating a water spirit.
Before then, he had fought a ghost and won. It was something worth celebrating for, yet he was not happy. Nor was he calm.
When I woke up and unsteadily walked towards him due to my weak condition, I heard him mutter the words, "Uncalculated Errors." to himself.
Upon reaching him, I smiled lightly and tried to lighten the mood up. I teasily pinched his waist and asked him what he was secretly whispering about.
His reply was, "There seems to be an error."
"What error?" I asked back, focused on his calm expression not smiling at my tease.
"From my knowledge, you were supposed to go through only three trials." He bluntly said, his eyes surveying the environment.