《The Cosmic Series: The First Apprentice. (On hold(life problems.))》Zero...to(Chap 22)*Not edited*
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World after world have been destroyed under your might. The endless seas of life, circles in you and gives you something more natural, feral, destructive. The ones that shall keep your endless legacy alive. The true seeking of what lies in the hands of the tyrant. You have chosen the fifth wright: The law of the young.
My form is lightning. My world is lightning…
Someone told me long ago, that you can fight and struggle all you want in the face of a great omnipotent power, but it won't matter. For you will never win unless you let yourself become a dream, a thing never able to be reached.
I spread my influence inside of my densely deformed bones, my compressed muscles, my baby blue ligaments and my great bulging arteries until I find what I been shared with, Infinite Will. I try to move it but something hits me back and the world around me turns normal again.
“Keep those techniques to yourself endless walker.”
‘Endless walk-’ My body falls on the ground paralysed. My vision starts to bleed darkness around me as my surroundings become familiar. I know this!
“My luck has never been this great. I hope father becomes proud of me.” I hear the god just around my left side say. His body seems to be changing as his tone is becoming more deep and long. His steps start becoming heavier and heavier, more pronounced. My whole vision becomes black and I'm inside of a chamber with a single light. The light falls from the infinite dark sky and lands on broken chains. I see the collection of chains as rusty and malicious as when I first arrived and was trapped here.
I had taken a look at the chains for a long time, remembering the suffering I had when they were filling every single one of my Internal organs.
A tear fell from my right eye. I had suffered for years upon years seeing myself start out young and die as an old man. Every single time, I felt the pain of having millions of thoughts become mine and then disappear. Every single moment of being able to do nothing as I saw my race die over and over again seemingly without end.
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I fell on my knees and started started weeping. Oh, god, I felt the pain of my soul being pulled in many different directions. The pain of giving it my all for someone just for them to die like pigs in a slaughterhouse. The endless suffering of an eternity in a time loop. It was all a disaster.
I trembled with the enormous Influx of pent up emotions. I felt my fingers staer ro touch my neck.
No. NO NOOOOOO!
They became solid and pierced all the way into the inside of my throat black blood splattered all over the black floor. I jumped and took flight In a moment of pure desperation, when I felt something pull me back to the ground with an obliriating force.
“LEAVE ME ALONE!” The chains took life and crawled towards me like slithering water. No consistency, just a pure movement…
They wrapped around my skin and steadily reached for my mouth. “NO. NO.No.n -gurgle-” The cold of the cruel chains kissed the walls of throat, as it reached for my stomach. I felt the chains wrapped tightly around my feet reach for my underside.
Blood started to pour out of my eyes, as they became lifeless. It was not the first time I felt this but it just felt so distant, something in my past. Now I knew that it was not. The chains finally decided to slither into my nose and wrap my brain, until they stopped and rested in my head. My eyes had turned backwards at this point, showing the white in my eyes and some ripped up micro veins.
But this was not bad right? Hehe I had a world of my own. Hah, I JUST NEed this. I fell so happy. SO HAPPY waaaah! If I could just…
Lem keep shaking and smiling with millions of chains in his mouth, nostrils and bottom when the dark space was Illuminated with a savage red. “And to think chaos would use me this quickly?” A smiling old gramps walked towards Lem as he gazed at his surroundings with...love.
A million chains came out of the darkness and started to wrap him up. “Oh yesssss! Please, more!” A billion chains appeared behind him from the darkness and pierced his spine. “Delicious as always.” The chains entered him endlessly, his stomach inflated, yet he just smiled until the chains stopped rushing into him and stood their ground.
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“No more you say?” The old man pulled the chains and broke them from reality itself and stuffed it inside of him. “I love this pain…” his bulging stomach deflated and he looked at Lem. “Looks like it's your lucky day.” The old gramps rushed towards the hanging Lem and ripped open his ribcage. Blood splattered all over the old man's face and he liked the blood around his lips. He slowly entered Lem and awakened him.
But what is happening? “Hope you enjoy the ride boy.” Wha? The world around us shifted into the real world, the one of broken buildings and a waiting god.”I will drag you to father and y-...Who are you?” The eyes of the god flared white, with transparent blue bubbles at its sides. “Me? Oh, I love this questions.” The figure of Lem bowed. “My name is zero, a hero. At Least that what Chaos said one time” my vision flared a bloody red. “Zero? The...inheritor of pain? Said the god in front of us.
“That's meeee!”
Lem took a long step and reached the god gracefully. “Shiiii-” The body of the god was shot far into the sky by the rising palm of Lem. Instantly Lem disappeared and appeared just beside the rising god. “Nice try.” Lem kicked the god in the side of his body.
The compressed ball of energy being collected at the god's hand explored and send him flailing towards the metal filled ground. Lem appeared where the god was going to fall and he twisted to the side. The body of the god had recuperated quickly, and he tried to surprise who seemed to be Lem when he appeared on his landing site with superior speed and the forceful descent to the ground.
Lem kicked the body of the god and this one actually started to shit himself. The god landed with a thud on a broken skyscraper “No please, I beg of you. oh, powe-” Lem did not let him finished and grabbed him by the head. “Be a good boy and don't cause us any more problems.” This time Lem did not smile and forced the soul of the god out of him. Lem waved his wrist and a portal appeared, where almost infinite amount of wisps floated In a circular motion. Lem threw the soul into the pile. The soul that was thrown into the pile tried to force himself out of the cycle but he trembled as he was nothing compared to the souls that had been there for cintellia. Lem waved his wrist again and the portal closed.
The old man heard steps behind him. “Lem?” Heyla asked just behind Lem. “Zero.” Lem did not turn back and instead day down. A membrane started to envelop him.
Fusing with the law of the young.
“The law of the young... interesting. What do you have planned for them Chaos?” Lem fell unconscious and a shadow poured out of him and into another portal that closed without a sound. A beam of concentrated gamma shot where the portal was but hit only the ground.
“That fucking zero. I told him to stay a two universes away from me for a millennia, and look at what he does.” Heyla said, as Cher went to inspect Lem or at least the encasing around him. “Is he evolving?” Heyla frowned.
“Don't look at me.” Heyla waved her hand a modern house appeared out of nowhere. “Let's make him something to eat. Evolutions usually take 1-15 minutes but they drain too much energy, are you up for the challenge Cher?.” Cher looked at Heyla and then at the egg. “I will stay and guard Lem…”
“You are no fun.” Cher gasped in disbelief but just hugged Lem’s egg and went to sleep. “Fucking greys..”
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