Kapitel 167: Desperation...
Two figures appeared before me in aureate light, resplendent silvers slipping amongst their forms. It was as if they were merely illusions and not their physical selves, despite my senses convincing me that they were actually there.
"Gaia, Tiamat?"
~Haha, you can call me Mah!~ The goddess dressed like a Greek woman gestured to herself with lithe-looking but very muscular arms. Hair of dull greenish-blonde dangled around her ears, her hair parted evenly on either side of the cowlick on her head. Purple irises amongst brown sclera stared at me in warmth as her clothes themselves were embroidered with nature's presence. She was exactly as I would envision a goddess of the Earth.
The other woman, my other 'mother' smiled toothily with sharp incisors gleaming among the white light of the space. She had brass-gold hair that drooped down to her shoulders, straight and clearly well looked after. Her eyes were completely draconic as they gleamed in colour beyond colour, undecipherable hues and colours that just registered as blankness to me; yet the blankness felt like colour strangely. Her jawline was rather regal looking, her features sharp as her nose was perfectly placed to make her seem like a beautiful woman. If it weren't for the dragon wings extending from her back I would have considered her a gorgeous woman of noble bearing.
~Call me whatever you want. My love wants you to call her mah though... Seriously she has been talking about it since, ever..~
"O-okay? Wasn't I fighting the warp a moment ago?"
~~ You still are ~~ They both spoke at the same time, their expressions rather blank and unworried.
"W-well.... Mah? Why'd you pull me here in the middle of combat?"
~Did you here that Tia!? She called me 'MAH'!~
~Yes Ia, I heard. Haha.~
I scratched my head as I watched my parents cutely interact with one another as if my fight for survival was nothing to be concerned about. It was quite bizarre and off-putting to be quite honest as my emotions were tumultuously messed with between the rigors of fighting and then this scene.
~Okay... Okay... Fine, we'll let you know...Tia?~
~Yep! Look, we came at this time to let you know that to become a god, one needs to choose concepts and essences to bind into their very soul. The result of this will either be Minor Godhood or the seed to becoming a Planes Walker. ~
"Okay...? Why couldn't you tell me this after combat?"
~Well, this is the main part of why we have come here... You have a chance to 'eat' the thought energy of the warp itself and gain one of these Planes-Walker seeds.~
"Eat, the, warp...?"
~More specifically. Feldway, eat him and consume him entirely and you will gain the Skill Michael which will provide a large amount of energy in the effort of forming a planes-walker seed. HOWEVER! You must choose your concepts and essences carefully. Choose too many and you risk becoming too drawn out. Choose too few and you become weak to certain elements/essences.~
"So... Time?"
~Interesting... You really bonded with time didn't you? Haha, interesting...! Sure, time is good, but you have to find essences that best combine with how you are, who you are and then concepts that embody those essences...~
~Tia, the fight will continue soon...!~
~Shit. Look, daughter, just fucking throw the dice! Got it? Luck is my best trait and thus it should be good for you as well!~
Light beyond the concept barrelled into my mind as their images faded, their voices echoing into discordant wavefunctions that eventually turned into electronic screeches. Then with all the force of someone slapping against a large body of water at several hundred feet all of the sounds of combat surged into my ears once again. Screams, crackling of fires and the incessant cackling of my foe who had a madness grip his expressions.
"KaahhahahaHHAHAHAAHAHHAHhhAHHhAHhhhAHh"
There was no order to his laughter, his voice running ragged as his eyes slightly popped into a bloodshot mess. His wings shivered as purple-pink lightning slapped from feather to feather, the pure white corrupting into a puss-like colour as crimson lifeblood slipped from his mouth where his teeth punctured his tongue.
Once perfect armour and clothing started to twitch as if it were alive, which of course it was now... Faces distortedly moaned and screamed all over him as his very form started to enlarge to monstrous levels. Dark blue and white energy sparkled through his skin before centring on the middle of his forehead where a third eye grew, completely black except for a simultaneously beautiful and revolting orange-blue iris.
"Wê årê £rågmêñ†§, §hårЧ 𣠆hê Ðê§þð†ï¢ ïñ£ïñï†ê, l𧆠ïñ †hê êñÐlꧧ hðwl åñÐ §¢råþê 𣠆hê åê†hêr. Ðårk gðЧ wrï†hê ßêñêå†h †hê §kïñ, ¢håñ†ïñg ïñ †ðñgµê§ †hå† §êår åñÐ §þlïñ†êr †hê mïñÐ. Çåñ ¥ðµ £êêl †hêm? †hêïr £ïñgêr§ †w阮ïñg †hrðµgh ¥ðµr †hðµgh†§, ¢µrlïñg årðµñÐ †hê rðð†§ ð£ ¥ðµr §åñ? HÄHÄ! §åñ, whå† å lïê! Öh, ßµ† †hê¥'ll §hðw ¥ðµ—¥ê§, ¥ê§, ¥ê§, †hê¥'ll rêvêål †hê †rµ†h §ððñ êñðµgh!"
Feldway clawed at his face with his rakish extended fingernails as half his face couldn't decide whether it was happy or sad, the other half between anger and perplexed excitement. His wings flapped only stable enough to allow him to stay at his current height as he constantly bobbed up and down...
"MåÐñꧧ ï§ †hê ðñl¥ þå†h hêrê, †hê ðñl¥ lïgh†, ðñl¥ £ïrê †hå† Ððê§ñ'† Ðïê ïñ †hê ¢hðkïñg Ðårk. HÄHÄHÄHÄ! ̆'§ åll ¢å†å¢l¥§m åñÐ §håÐðw, †hï§ þlå¢ê, å gråvê¥årР𣠧†år§, å h¥mñ †ð Ðêå†h êl£! Çåñ ¥ðµ £êêl †hê ¢ð§mð§ ßêñÐïñg, †w阮ïñg, ¢låwïñg å† ¥ðµr ßðñê§ lïkê hµñgr¥, låµghïñg håñЧ? ¥ðµ ¢åñ'† ꧢåþê, ñð, †hêrê'§ ñðwhêrê †ð gð ßµ† Ððwñ, Ððwñ, Ððwñ!"
His voice distorted and began to shift in timbre and verboseness as a mad gleam finally entered into his body language. The warp had amassed behind him and around him as my scythe started to extend upwards and grow as its power was challenged. Besides my scythe, Ancalagon felt the careening madness that had challenged me, it's head and body extending from my back like a stand from JOJO.
"Wê årê Ðê§þð†ï¢ whï§þêr§, †êårïñg, ¢ðñ§µmïñg, rêwrï†ïñg rêål'§ rµlê§! Ðårk gðЧ låµgh ïñ †hê £åßrï¢ ð£ ðµr Ðrêåm§, §¢r冢hïñg †hêïr wïll ïñ†ð ðµr £lê§h. Öh, ¥ðµ †hðµgh† ¥ðµr§êl£ £rêê, ßµ† ¥ðµ årê ßðµñÐ †ð †hêm ñðw, §låvê 𣠆hê §¢rêåmïñg vðïÐ! HÄHÄHÄ!"
Deeply breathing in and keeping the words of my parents within the back of my mind I looked around. My previous attack had done very little to wound him, the only thing capable of doing do being my scythe and Asura powers. Small scratches and marks scattered amidst his slab of calcifying-corrupted flesh, but they were minor even by scratching standards.
'Fuck this... All of my Ultimate skills need to be utilized! Which means, that I need to use my infinite mind to the utmost!'
𝕂𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 !
In my hand a spectral version of Gin'nungagap from Norse mythology was created. My understanding of science and mythology bending to form a powerful psychic construct of immense power, based upon all of my stats combined. At the same instant Feldway rose his hand with his flaming sword within it, the normal holy flames tainting and warping to become a repugnant green, red, blue and pink flame of immense temperature. The air rippled in the sword's proximity as my own weapon caused the very atmosphere around it to cease to exist, or go somewhere beyond the effect of this world.
"You chaos infected motherfucker... I am going to consume you... And you will charge my ascension to a new level!"
"Ì wïll †êår! Rïþ! §hrêÐ åñÐ Ðêvðµr! Ì wïll £ê姆 ðñ ¥ðµr §¢rêåm§, gñåwïñg å† ¥ðµr ßðñê§, ¢hêwïñg ¥ðµr lïmߧ †ð §þlïñ†êr§! HÄHÄHÄ! W冢h, ¥ê§, w冢h wï†h mê, å§ †hê Ð梨ðrÐåñ† ¢rïê§ ð£ ¥ðµr lðvêÐ ðñê§ ê¢hð—¥ðµr wðmêñ, ¥ðµr þårêñ†§—ðh, †hê¥ wåïl, †hê¥ ßêg! §µ¢h §wêê† mµ§ï¢ †ð m¥ êår§, †hêïr Ðê§þåïr å §¥mþhðñ¥ å§ Ì Ðrðwñ ïñ †hê †å§†ê 𣠥ðµr §µ££êrïñg, ¥ê§, ¥ê§!"
His words failed to make any impact on me as they turned from barely understandable to purely insane murmurs of a madman. Ignoring his response I poured out all of my remaining Qi into my body, my form being sheathed in the purest of black-purples as Asuran aura began to glimmer out from my body and lick into the atmosphere around me. Magicules were absorbed and consumed within seconds as my expended magicule limit widened and skyrocketed. My ears and tails were gone now as their energy was all sapped away by my last attack, the resulting consequences of my reckless desperation.
No words were spoken as we both rose our weapons up and brought them down on one another. Gin'nungagap was a spear of purest darkness, blackest night... And when it met with the warp powered blade of Feldway The Ascended it sparked with an omnipresent explosive booming noise. As if the very tectonic plates of Tensura were being used as melee weapons in our conflict, explosion sounds rocking the entirety of the continent.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Flame consumed another angel under Feldway as their powers and warp signature were consumed entirely by Yuna... as she obsessively leapt onto another angel, tearing at their throat with her angelic teeth before powering up her consumption once more.
No more time was given to me for observation unfortunately as in the next moment his flaming sword of chaos polarized all of the magnetic forces of the planet and began to bring the full weight of the spin of the world down onto me. Digging my teeth into my lips I channelled Qi into my psychic weapon, supercharging it with the concepts that made my foundation, Consumption and Time. Flashes of intense light turned off and on as the sun's light and shadow's blight all cowered before our conflict. Like the beginning of a Universe, or the snuffing of the God of Exandria's home plane, light was off before it got turned on once more. The only constant in the clash being the ominous pinkish purple orbs of malice that hung eerily within Feldway's eyes as he glared at me unblinkingly.
"ᕲᓰᘿ! ᕲᓰᘿ! ᕲᓰᘿ!"
What were once words now became guttural, feral, roars of a beast beyond redemption... Beyond insanity, he was peering into the heart of depravity itself. Into the hearts of Billions of alien species' emotions, all at once, whilst being funnelled power from some god-like entities within the despotic stygian nether that was: The Warp.
Consumption began to syphon away the flame, only for my senses to detect its reassembly within the next fraction of a second. Time did not effect the warp, and thus my concept held very little power over it... It was a singularity of counteracting forces... I was syphoning power from the entire timeline of it's existence as a flame, yet, it was also never-existent within reality but also omnipresent within reality. A paradox of the highest magnitude, so much so that it eclipsed the phrase and jumped straight to singularity. Sweat poured down my face as light lost all meaning, my sixth sense and magical senses giving me all of the power they can muster, which wasn't much.
One cut... Half of my left arm was left dangling as my eyes widened in sheer repulsive pain. Festering ooze started to seep from the gash, the next slash actually being a stab that perforated into my right leg, the same blight spreading there.
"Ønɇ słȺsħ ŧø ɨnfɇȼŧ—ɏɇs, łɇŧ ŧħɇ ɍøŧ fɇsŧɇɍ, łɇŧ ɨŧ sᵽɍɇȺđ, ĦȺĦȺĦȺ! Ønɇ sŧȺƀ, đɇɇᵽ Ⱥnđ słøw, ŧø sȺvøɍ ŧħɇ ŧɍɇmøɍ øf ᵽȺɨn! Ⱥn ɇɏɇ føɍ Ⱥn ɇɏɇ—øħ, ƀᵾŧ møɍɇ! Møɍɇ! Ⱥ ȼɍɏ ŧøɍn fɍøm ɏøᵾɍ ŧħɍøȺŧ, Ⱥ sħᵾđđɇɍɨnǥ sɨǥħ fɍøm mɨnɇ! Fɇɇł ɨŧ—ɇȺȼħ ȼᵾŧ, ɇȺȼħ słɨȼɇ, ɇȺȼħ sȼɍɇȺm Ⱥ ħɏmn ŧø đɇȼȺɏ! ĦȺĦȺĦȺĦȺ!"
Ominous words finally escaped his mouth once again, completely understandable. It was as if his throat had been subjected to the deepest of ash pits, bathed in the sands of a desert and then finally rescued in an arctic region. Reverberation caused vibrations to flow through the oxygen molecules despite the light show going on around us.
'That's it... It's all or nothing...'
|Don't! He will kill you!|
'Or, I will consume him and I shall come back more powerful and more capable of saving my nation... Either way I am taking him with me.'
Before Morgan could complain my body leapt forwards as my spear sundered through the lights, or lack thereof, and slammed into his body. Fragments of the warp began to crack and disappear but this was eventually discarded as sheer suicidal amounts of power began to flow through Feldway, his form cracking even further as he became more demonic looking. Horns sprouted from his head now, black obsidian twisting masses of ram horns and various other shapes of ivory as pustules began to disseminate throughout his form.
Ignoring all of this and the constant cackling and maniacal laughter of his subordinates also, my body slammed into his blade as my stomach slide down up to the cross guard. Just as he had said, pestilence blossomed, maggots crawling within me as i felt faint blindness creep into my eyes. Every form of disease that could ever be, or would ever be within the Warp creeping into me like a slithering snake of pure rot and decay. But. I had succeeded... I was now up close to him and my cultivation began to whir menacingly.
"As i eat you... Remember that you die and never get to return to your precious warp!"
"̴͗̓͋̄̆̓̉ͪ̚N̸̴̨ͭͩ̍̊͑͑͊̉͌ͥ͐͟Ǫ̴̆̏̅͊ͥ͐͟͠Ǫ̴̆̏̅͊ͥ͐͟͠Ǫ̴̆̏̅͊ͥ͐͟͠Ǫ̴̆̏̅͊ͥ͐͟͠Ǫ̴̆̏̅͊ͥ͐͟͠Ŏ̵̢̏̅͊ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͠o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸̵̢ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌ͭ̄ͥ͌͂̓ͫ̀͢o̸ͮ̿̐ͭ̂̌͢!!!!"
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