Yay!

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Hello awesome world!

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How is your day going?

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Wait...what do you mean?

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Why I'm talking to myself?

Well to be honest right now Cher Is explaining her weird religion to me, and I will truthfully tell you that I'm obscenely bored.

“So that is what he is.” Said Cher. “Uhu.” I said in response. Cher moved her seat closer to mine and grabbed my hand. “Are you even listening?”

“Yah.”

“So to put it simply Lem. Chaos is the only one who can defeat god.” Said Heyla. My attention shifted from my fingernails to her eyes, and I said. “Really?” Cher looked at Heyla and Heyla shrugged helplessly.

“Simple. Easy. Piecy,” Said Cher, I looked towards her. “Existence = god. Old chaos = the creator of god and Chaos = sky.” That last one sent me into sock, and I fell to the floor unconscious.

“Why the hell did chaos coat his chain in infinite will?” Cher said as she picked up Lem from the floor and said, “To think we would have to deal with such a young cosmic deity, it is so problematic.” Cher just could not keep her thoughts in, as she looked at Heyla and threw her the unconscious body.

“Tell me about it.” Heyla swung the unconscious body back into the bed again.

“I mean, look at him.” Heyla said as she took a sip of water. Cher threw a glance at Lem. “To think his name is the name provided to a brainless species.”

They both looked at Lem. “Hhahahahah! That is so true.” Said Cher. They both laughed like little grannies looking at a child fall for the first time.

They did not...did they? I don't know, I was not awake.

/o(-)o

“Sky, sky, sky. Name. Chaos, the divine.”

Thoughts and events spiraled through my head, like a thousand thunderbolts announcing their descent.

“BOOM!”

Deaths, the voice of many, the cries of many. What have I done? What it all for nought?

The raging powers of the seas took me away into the pinnacle of the world, for I to see beyond the crimson streams that gave way into a lonesome dream of reefs.

Cher? Heyla? What was I even talking about?

A sea as large as the largest oceans shook my sight and made my eyes bleed, made me fall on my knees.

I was standing In a lonesome tower made of stone and the corroding force of the raging north sea. A

snake…a beast of the raging seas tooke in its glittery eyes and raised it's enormous fangs.

Again?

I looked at my side, and I still had the corroded sword in my hands.

Can you see the difference? A will far beyond mine...all powerful and destructive shook me to the core and my perception of the world. Will you dare? This thoughts were not mine.

They broke me apart until they dominated and went far. Far...far. The titanic snake crawled toward me. I was not ready. The waves made by the charge of the titan snake could be seen drifting up like steam.

I can’t. You will. I felt the impossible amount of will pour into me and shape my soul. Forging me until the last drop.

Changing Interference 40.29.Y. Welcome to the truth.

You have become an inheritor. A lost soul in the line towards will.(Admin is already at the top. If you want to become a full fledged inheritor then chose another way out.)

Memories of dying children, massacred animals, deaths of whom I took and guarded and worst of all...the death of my family exploded out of me and changed me into what I was...an endless walker.

I took the first step. Raised my sword a last relic of the past and clawed my way into reality. I opened my eyes and saw Cher and Heyla beside me. “What a disgrace.” I sat up and my free presence fell in every corner of the room.

“Uh…?” Said Cher as she took her hand and rubbed her eyes sleepily. But Heyla… Heyla instantly reacted and countered my presence with her own, but it was not enough.

I smashed her body back into the bed and while gripping her hands I looked deeply into her eyes.

“So you were him?” Said Heyla, I took my mouth near her chin and slowly absorbed some of her precious essence. Her essence was a lustrous and savage gold.

“Conotue” I was shot back. My body broke the ceiling of the cottage and some twisted iron bars hiding our location from wondering satellites until I stopped. I felt the unbreakable vitality infused my blood and broke apart.

You have lost 38489 vitality. Please stop.

I took the grey energy.

No

And so I forged it into a weapon.

NOOOOOOOOOO! “Your will is the system.”

I said, remembering the words my friend Sky told me when I was still growing up to be something.

“Congratulations you have just made a fucking weapon.”

raised my spea- wait...isn't that for Randily must- The cottage in front of me exploded into splinters, and I felt a wave of force pass through me.

“Ascendance!” Cher said, her glowing eyes caught me off guard and so I raised the corroded, broken blade and made her have some fun. She used her feet I leveled my sword and speed into a craze. Our weapons clashed.

Yet there was no sound.

“I see you have increased mastery over the tantrums codex.” I said. I grinned and twirled my sword into the ground. “And I see you have forced yourself ahead as always.” Said Heyla, though we could call her now Yeroma, a god in her own right. “Don't take me for a fool Yeroma.” I spun around and dragged my sword through the ground.

“Hey guys what about me?” Cher said, as she looked at us with sparkling eyes, tough we could now call her...wait, who is she? “Im freed you can drop your act now.”

I finished doing a huge circle on the ground, and now I was going to the center. “But it is fun!” I looked at her and appeared just in front of her. I looked down and took hold of her hips. She flushed red. I looked at Heyla and she raised her shoulders. “Who are you?” I asked.

“I'm a Tridimensional from velvet 5. My name is Ninx and I'm still a virgin.” Cher said proudly. that is not something she should be proud of. It actually would be awkward if we were barely a millennia old, but we are not. “A Tridimensional? So you are a-” In a surprising turn of events we had been completely fucked by fate.

“MOVE AND WE SHOOT!” I heard a voice come from a loudspeaker above us. There were choppers all over the place, and they all had bowel like guns pointing at us. I looked at Heyla.

“You knew” I said surprised. Cher hair turned violet, as Heyla grinned, a enticing grin that could only be made by the oldest of inheritors...the inheritor of pace.