Chương 9: Everything has a reason

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After spending a millennium or whatever equates to a Septillion light years in my pocket universe, it was time for me to leave and let my kids take the reins. Though, I'm worried since they picked up my habit of messing around. Eh, who the heck cares?

Putting some effort into raising your kids was time-consuming for a normal guy. It's worse when your kids were freaking Demigods. I had to put it in their heads that mortals, while inferior to them, have the potential to surprise us, even if it's bad.

Omniscience was a tricky subject, but to put it simply, anyone who has it needs to know what they want to know. For example, if I wanted to know how to win, I'll only get to see my W's. It's not like my potential to lose is non-existent, just invisible until you figure out that you had some L's.

So I had to look at both at the same time and connect with each one. It's mind-breaking work, and I made sure my kids did not forget. Even Gods can die if they fuck up once. I came close once. I was lucky that the Soul king didn't use it and I snapped out of the power trip.

Speaking of which, better get rid of Yhwach early before he becomes a pain in the ass. Last I checked, he had a star stone as well, can't let him use it on me.

I also spent some time figuring out how to get myself the star stones without alerting the gods, but it seems the only way to get them was by bloodshed or theft.

Once back in the bleach dimension, I checked my 'kingdom' and found Nelliel was waiting for me. Curious, I asked her about the situation. I frowned when she said that she had seen some quinces walking around. That's not good, Aizen hasn't left the Soul Society yet, better get rid of them.

Dropping four Meteors on the poor sobs was hilarious. Their expressions when seeing it were priceless. Though with Ywhach on the move, I have to move my plans for dealing with him a bit early. For now, I must settle some necessary precautions. I wish I could snap my fingers, but I'm sure I'll reveal myself to the Elder Gods if I did so.

First, I need some stones to craft as my bones. Using {All knowing} I found the coordination on all the Star stones. Now I have to be sneaky about getting them. Damn it, what happened to easy mode? Not to mention that I just pissed off the Elder Gods.

No wonder the old ones had a shitty time breaking out. The damn things are freaking miniature Azathoth in disguise. Alright, time to steal some stones. I can't believe I'll ever witness a God stealing rocks, and it's me!

Using my weaker clones as a proxy in getting those things was a good choice, as the Elder Gods hadn't noticed them until my clones escaped. Some weren't successful and ended up being sealed. The last I saw was the infinite darkness that I had escaped.

*Shiver*

When they realized that they only captured the fakes, the assholes started a manhunt, tearing universes apart just to find me. I didn't think this one through at all. Better hide before the motherfuckers sense me.

Death wasn't kidding about those things being able to seal my soul away. Good news: my clones have enough stones for me to craft one skeleton to anchor my soul. Bad news: I have to forge it at the heart of the multiverse, heavily guarded by the Outer and Elder Gods.

Better figure out a substitute for that, also another way for my soul to synchronize with my Outer God vessel without becoming Zhynnsy'i mk.2. I could make a forge that emits the same energy as the core, but that's going to alert everyone where I am.

Hm... I could make hundreds and place them on the farthest parts of the multiverse section, but that would be just stupid considering teleportation is a thing. Maybe some help from a fellow crazy Outer God would be nice. What am I saying!? I'm going to get backstabbed the moment I do that. Sigh, guess I have to use option one.

Am I going to murder infinite amounts of lives for my freedom? Of course, I do! I can feel something inside me screaming to stop what I was doing. Probably my conscience. Sorry, buddy ain't going to spend an eternity back in a fucking void!

Spamming my clones with their portable forges and a set of star stones, I sent them to random spots, far away from my hiding spot but also close enough to get to me. It feels like I'm playing Minecraft right now.

Soon, the clones activated the forges, and the feeling of dread erupted. The multiversal quake startled everyone. Through the eyes of my clones, I can see all the Elder Gods were trying to slow down what my forges did, but they're losing ground. My creation was destroying faster than they can.

"Giggle... Snicker..." My body shakes before hearing someone laughing in the distance. Looks like someone is enjoying the show.

{Mysterious Stranger POV}

The man in white watched in glee as he watched and listened to the screams. Soon he laughed, his face becoming contorted, almost demonic. "Yes, yes! This is it! This is what I've been waiting for!" The man howled in joy as the screams increased.

Encore, he wanted an encore, and the boy answered his wish as more of those forges activated, causing a cataclysmic event. "Okay, that's just an going overboard, but I like it!" The stranger blinks as he saw some tentacles moving.

Watching those Elder Gods squirm as they try to keep everything from falling apart while the Outer Gods panic as Azathoth was squirming as if he was having a nightmare was just entertaining. So what if the God of Outergods and Elder Gods awaken? He might as well enjoy the show.

"Looks like I was right in choosing you child. Still, I wish you listened to my warning about not waking up dead-old dad, but I guess we're both desperate."

{Elder/Outer-Gods POV}

Never had they thought something like this would ever happen? When they found out the corpse was missing, they went to search the multiverse, even involving the outer gods in the matter. They searched far and wide but came empty.

Then they felt its emergence, its maddening laughter, the desire to cause untold chaos once more. They were worried for they may be too late. They followed the trail, but something had prevented them from going further. 'It' knows, that was what they thought. Despite lacking its usual intelligence, it burrowed the desire to live deep in its corpse. Yet, they discovered something dreadful, someone was hiding the mad god.

What kind of madness was this? Do they not know how much destruction the Mad King caused? The idea of the Mad King being aided was terrifying.

Then came the Armageddon, it was fast and brutal. No one saw it coming. It appeared like a thief stealing jewelry in the dead of night. So many souls and worlds were destroyed, and the number increased. It consumed the world like a rot before being fuelled by the raging inferno of death and destruction.

Few of them made a barrier to contain it while others would stop the cause of this event and yet it seems more of these catastrophes were happening, stretching our numbers thin all to prevent it from spreading.

The Outergods running around, aiding the Elder Gods in trying to stop this madness from awakening the nuclear chaos. Then they heard it, the mad god's boastful laughter. It's a sickening voice creeping inside their hearts and mind. The eyes that can even drive the abyss back to the depths.

The Gods redoubled their efforts to prevent the calamity from spreading further. The others went to destroy the core of this madness. They cannot afford to lose. They must kill it before it regains its power once again.

Yet deep in their minds, something was amiss. It was true they had the power to discern a fake from the original, yet every time they used their power to find him, it ends with two. That can't be right. How can a clone come close to the power of the original?

Finally, the Armageddon ceased, but the foreboding sense of something at play was still there as if this was nothing but a distraction. Nay, merely one side of a story. As the Highest Elder Gods rested, they heard a clap. They turned and saw a mortal in white walking toward them.

"Bravo, bravo. Not bad brats, not bad at all." The stranger mocked.

This stranger... where had they seen him before? Yet they brushed it aside for another time, for this mortal had not only dared to enter their sacred sanctum but also mocked them. More than that, why hasn't he gone mad under their true form?

"Vh'ul'mu, you've gotten even more fat." The stranger laughed. "Ictilud, still looking for a way to get rid of Nyar-nyar, eh?"

How can this be? How can a mortal say their names without madness or in pain?

"Shabra, Sholixr finally tied the knot, and you didn't invite me on the honeymoon? Shame on you. Iv'iogno still had those wet dreams?" The stranger continued, casually walking towards their center like it was an evening stroll. "Bhipal, did you like my presents? Tracnesh, sorry for using your staff to unclog the toilet."

Enough! They had enough of this fool.

*BANG!*

"Who are you!?" One Elder God roared, ready to smite this buffoon.

The stranger turned and chuckled. "Ah, just the dunderhead I wanted to see, Vupe. How has it been, buddy? Does the scar still hurt? I got some ointments for that."

Immediately, everyone went on guard. What they were facing was no mortal, but how can this be? Why is it their all-seeing eyes tell them a different story? There has to be some reason for this.

Vupe felt a tinge of fear, no it couldn't be. It was supposed to be dead. Its mind shattered beyond repair. Yet, with every gesture, every tone, every strut, and words it uttered, Vupe's mind drifted to a memory. A memory that he and all his kin tried to forget.

The stranger turns left and right. "Come on, nephews, don't tell me you forgot? Come on, how can you be so called after all the quality time we spent together?" He chuckled. "Still can't recognize me. Let me refresh your memories."

It was only for a second, but as soon as they saw his face, they attacked without hesitation. They didn't stop, for if they do...

Everyone in this sanctum will face a horrible demise.

"Jeez, if you guys keep attacking, I don't think Vh'ul'mu is going to last another minute."

In disbelief, those who heard his voice didn't dare to turn away even as they watched one of their own lying beneath them. All eyes went back to the stranger when Shabra shakingly spoke.

"How? How are you still alive? We killed you!"

"Correction, all I did was rip my metaphorical brain, and you guys thought I killed myself." The stranger laughed. "You idiots just thought I died. It was hilarious. I'm surprised that the dumb idea even worked. How dumb can you guys be!? I'm crazy, not stupid. You honestly think I'm that stupid to listen to your challenge?"

As the man in white got closer to the center of the room, the warier, the elder gods became. "You see, I'm a got bored with doing all the work. So I hired someone to do it for me. That mortal has some talent with insanity. I actually thought he was going to raid the core, but this is even better! Of course, I couldn't let you folks ruin the show."

"Y-you turned a mortal into a god?"

"Not just any god, but one with a capital G!" The mad god laughs. "You guys should see your faces when he started that mayhem, Ah priceless~"

Before Vupe could do anything to the deity, their sanctum shook. "What you have you done?" The bane of order grins. "I told you, I can't let you ruin the show. So I'm making sure you lot won't ever get any opportunity."

A case of glass surrounded them. "You intend to trap us here with you." Sholixr growled. "Pfft... what are you, stupid? Why would I waste my time with boring gods like you?"

Zhynnsyi shook his head. "Now, if you excuse me, I have a show to watch. Toodles."

"You will never win! Whatever machination you have conjured will fail."

Zhynnsyi turns to them one last time. "Oh, that's the thing about being mad, my beloved elder god. We aren't interested in winning, we want a good laugh. Regarding my plans, well, it already started long ago."

As the elder gods are sealed away, the mad god turns and finds a dark-skinned woman wearing a business uniform, and her beautiful features are best described as otherworldly. Zhynnsyi grins as he observes her.

Raising one finger, the mad god utters something, his grin becoming wider when her face turns to pure fury. Behind him were silhouettes of titans, all showing a crazed grin.