"The Old One requires sacrifices, your kins are perfect."

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Skill List:

Kanji (lv0): Aspect of Energy: Electricity, Thermal.

{Skill points: 1}

[Full destructive power limit: Village]

[1. Infuse/Absorb] [2. Energy travel] [3. Energy trail] [4. Energy bolt]

Inventory: Geographic sphere, spyware device, tungsten-infused nanotech silver chain, multi-device pad (Hide, ???, ???, ???, ???, ???).

Claire (lv0): Aspect of Creation

[1. Create (Slots: 5)]

Inventory: Black cloak, crossbow, crossbow bolts, ammo pouch, fanfics.

David (lv0): Aspect of Form

{Skill points: 1}

[Range limit: Self]

[1. Expand (x2)] [2. Spikefacation] [3. Delay (1-10s)] [4. Shieldfacation]

Inventory: Iron bat, AK -47.

Amelia (lv0): Aspect of Reality

{Skill points: 1}

[Attack type: illusion] [Attack range: x3 field of view]

[1. Third-person vision] [2. Blurring Mirage] [3. Double] [4. Connect]

Inventory: Frying Pan, Knife.

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Laying on her bed, she lies motionlessly. Poor, exhausted, and a nobody, the triple depressed person combo. She couldn't even bother taking off her purple boat shoes.

This sad young lady was born and raised here in America by her parents who are both Chinese with the surname "Li". They migrated here due to financial and legal reasons.

However, despite living here, she is keen on following her Chinese heritage, doing the yearly tradition, and all just for spite.

Her daily life consists of working her ass off in a local fast food restaurant as a customer service employee for like 24/7 for low as fuck wages. Wages that she needs to pay her student loan as well as for food and laundry.

She can be seen around her apartment in grey sweat pants, a black t-shirt, and a red hoodie. The hoodie covers most of her hair except for two side locks stretching down to her waist.

She's also the type of person that doesn't give a damn about anything that isn't remotely close to her interests and isn't particularly interested in talking with others except her friends.

To be fair, her early life was filled with painful memories of being bullied relentlessly, and she never fought back and kept ignoring the harsh treatment. At one point, it stopped and she thought it was over, but the cycle began again and again until she reaches college where for some reason people don't tend to bully others anymore.

Why is that?

Did they become mature and learn from their mistakes?

How is it fair that they get away scot-free while their victims suffer?

Thoughts like these have been circulating in the back of her mind for years and eventually, she had an epiphany.

Her true purpose was awakened.

She stands up and admires her room. This apartment is huge with a spacious kitchen, living room, bathroom, and bedroom.

How could she afford this?

Well, a friend of hers once was willing to pay for her expenses for the rest of her life. She felt guilty about this offer of course, but she was so desperate especially after being kicked out of house and home.

To shallow out the guilt, she insisted on earning money for other things like food, laundry, and education and so she accepted the offer. In short, she sorta owed him her life.

She sits at her computer desk and opens up Twitter. Other than chatting with her friends and reading esoteric and eldritch-themed stories, her last form of entertainment is watching and reading Twitter drama which in hindsight is quite disturbing.

She munches on a cold and dry mooncake and her mouse scrolls through the pages.

One post catches her eyes, it's about the siting of cultists.

She panics and quickly opens up another program.

?? "GUYS!! What the hell?! We've been spotted!"

"Chill! High Mistress! Those are members of a different cult group."

?? "Oh. Whew! Why do they have the same red robe as us?!"

That's right. This is her true calling, a large cult organization whose goals are to go places all over the country, scout out bullying, and gang up on the bullies. But this isn't because of something as petty as revenge and every member knows that. The purpose is to stop the flow of mistreatment once and for all by acting as a force of nature. They come in, beat them up, and leave without saying a damn thing.

Although in its infancy, for obvious reasons many members were arrested for assault. However, the members were insistent and determined, they kept doing their work despite the arrest. Eventually, the law gave up and accept the fact that this could be the only chance on solving bullying for good which will benefit everyone as a whole. The authorities collaborated with her cult and made this secretly legal, hiding the cult members from the eyes of the public.

On a random note, the entire cult also for some reason shares a strong fascination for Lovecraftian stories.

The girl's mind eases and she wonders

?? "Will my friends think I'm insane?"

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Where am I? NO, NOT HERE AGAIN! Shit shit shit bloody hell!

Amelia runs and runs over a land of dark purple hills. There's no end in sight.

She drops from exhaustion, the thought of death looms over her. She looks forward, SOMETHING is coming. No. Someone.

She wakes up.

Amelia "AAAAAA!!"

She touches her face and feels the red ribbon covering her eyes. The presence of this ribbon is just poking fun at her current sightless state. Her screams have awakened her friends.

Amelia "Sorry, pardon my screech of terror. I had the most horrid of dreams of that darn place again."

Dave "Amby, dude. You're alright."

Kanji "Glad you're ok. You look a lot more stable."

Claire "Amy!!"

Claire lunges toward and hugs her friend.

Claire "You're ok!"

Amelia "Woah! Claire, you sure are enthusiastic about my state of alrightness."

Dave "You stole my fucking chance, cmon man! Anyway, why are you so energetic? Weren't you like all depressed yesterday?"

Claire "Well, that was because I thought we couldn't win against that thing. But Kaney gave me the confidence to fight on my own and it convinced me that maybe being negative all the time wouldn't be good for anyone. From now on, no more sad Claire!"

Amelia glances at Claire, her sweater today shows a drawing of a dark blue Earth.

Claire "From now, I'll stay at the back lines and watch your back, Amy!"

Kanji "Everyone sure used a lot of nicknames today."

Dave "Speaking of nicknames dudes. Here's everyone's nickname. Kanbro. Claira. Amby."

Kanji stares at Dave menacingly.

Kanji "You can't use Claira. It's too convenient of a name, I'm taking it but I'll also not gonna use it."

Dave "Bruh! What the fuck?! Fine. Cla'bro it is."

Claire "That sounds really neat!.... So Amy, can you see anything right now? How many fingers am I holding?"

Amelia "No. No, I can't see anything. Though I can see in the third person, I guess I'm on permanent around-the-clock scouting duty then. Also, you're holding up two fingers by the way."

Kanji puts his hand on her shoulder.

Kanji "At least, you can keep everyone safe."

Amelia "Ha. You're right! That made me feel a tad bit better about myself. So, who are we going to pick up next?"

Kanji "Let us first consult AN to see if anything is up... AN."

AN "...."

Kanji "AN!"

AN "Wah! Jeez, Kanji you scared me! I was meditating. Anyway, what do you require?"

Kanji "Anything new with your viewing device?"

AN: "Ah yes! Check this out!"

A blue holographic screen appears in front of the four warriors.

Dave "Dude, is this a system? Man, are we living in a simulation, either that or we are in some Korean webtoon which would be kinda sick, bro. "

Kanji "We should be glad actually, this allows us to keep track of our skills and equipment."

Amelia/Claire: "Sweet!"

Claire focuses her hands on the side of her head, concentrating her creative power in front of her.

Dave "Yo, Cla'bro. Why are you doing the Da baby meme?"

Claire "I'm creating something to help with our lack of showers and laundry of course. We all stink lmao. And yes, I definitely did the meme unironically."

Dave "Nice, dude."

5 bars of mechanic soap appear and she catches them.

Dave "Wha-what the fuck are those dude?"

She grins at Dave. He senses something is wrong and begins to turn away.

Dave "Oh shit! Dudes run! If you don't want to be clean."

He attempts to escape, but it's too late. One of them bonks the back of his head. Dave trips and levitates into a large floating bubble and everyone else follows afterward. Slowly the dirt on their clothes fades away including all the blood on Amelia's garment.

Moments later, they emerged cleaner than a newly created t-shirt. Dave however is not pleased.

Dave "Welp! There go 100 gifted subs. Chat, you win this time."

|His chat spams Omegalul|

Dave begins to pester AN.

Dave "So, is this Abyssal whatever it is you said yesterday about some crazy, edgy, one million tentacle hentai dimension or something dude?"

AN "You are close Dave, it is quite similar. Also, what's hentai?"

Kanji "Wait, seriously?"

AN "Just kidding, I know what it is."

Dave "Hold that for a bit, man. This could be an epic gamer moment, like catching two fish with a fishing rod."

He turns his head dramatically to Kanji.

Dave "Right. Bro."

Kanji "Oh, I see what you're putting down. It's a strange coincidence that those two will be the ones we are getting next. Out of everyone in our group, they are the least social and less likely to join us on this journey. So maybe this topic can stimulate their interest and convince them to reconsider."

|Dave's chat spams 5head and SmartChamp|

Dave "Yeah....exactly what l was going to say."

|His chat spams Kap|

Claire "Come on guys, I'm pretty sure Sarah and Noah are quite talkative in real life. I'm sure of it!"

Amelia "I truly hope that you're right Claire, especially Sarah. I can feel that even all those years and despite being with us, the poor girl sorta felt lonely like there is something she didn't want to tell us."

Kanji "Everyone has their own story and secrets including hers. Whether we get to know about it is the real question. For now, let's just pack up and leave."

Kanji puts all his devices into his bag and proceeds to the front door. Claire decides not to wear anything new and so she follows right after him.

Dave helps Amelia stand upright and eventually she gets used to controlling her body in third person. The two soon joined Kanji and Claire.

As they reach the front door, they notice Mr. Pokey waiting for them.

Dave "Oh shit! What do we do with him?!"

Kanji "I feel like this journey is too dangerous for him to accompany us."

Amelia "You're right, and I know. I'm truly going to miss him and his adorable fluffy face. I'll be putting him in a local animal daycare while we are gone."

Claire "Wait! Can we at least take him for a walk?! You promised. Remember."

Amelia "Sure, I don't see the harm of doing so."

They take Mr.Pokey to the exact same park. The recent memory of her loss of sight haunts her very soul. Dave pats her on the back. She looks at him, his expression doesn't seem to show any particular emotion, but she can feel that he is telling her to worry.

Long after a hefty walk with Amelia's dog, they make their way to a local dog daycare.

She puts Mr.Pokey on the "Picked up when the owner returns" option and hugs him one last time.

Amelia "I'm gonna miss you, little lad."

He barks and jumps around oblivious to her goodbye.

She sobs and the four bid farewell to her furry companion. Their destination awaits and they walk back to the same airport they first took to NewShire.

Dave "Yo, why are we moving back through the same plane dude?"

Kanji "Apparently, Sarah lied to us about where she lives."

Dave/Amelia/Claire "What?!"

Dave "So she doesn't live in Wuhan, China! What the fuck, bro?!"

Amelia "Why would she lie to us?"

Claire "Guys. She must have had a good reason, I think."

Kanji "Claira's right, so we shouldn't judge her decision. The truth is that she actually lives on the west coast of America."

Bewildered by this news, Dave steps back nearly falling on his butt.

Dave "Woah! Hold the fucking phone! You're telling me that she has been living on the other side of the country all this time. Man! If I just kept searching, I would probably found her already."

|His chat spam PeepoSMH|

Kanji "Yeah, It's quite inconvenient to backtrack. So let us not waste more time and get on the plane. We can't get answers waiting here."

They board the flying vessel and make their way back to America. The trip this time kept them pretty occupied. Kanji and Claire enjoyed each other's company while watching the LOTR trilogy. Unaware of this romantic occurrence, Dave was too busy telling Amelia about his movement. She found it very silly, but wholeheartedly supports his endeavor.

Time passes like wildfire as they make it back to America, the air is once again riddled with freedom. But a different kind of freedom, they are in California. This state unlike other states in the nation hasn't gone through one bit of change over the past 20 years.

Dave "We have to look out for Florida man. I heard his influence has spread to this state, his power transcends all of ours combined dudes."

Claire and Amelia giggle while Kanji lets out a small chuckle.

They walk and turn from road to road until they reach a crowded apartment district. They enter the one in a far corner and walk up the stairs to a room labeled "666".

Dave "I knew it, man, I told you she would pick some cursed number for her apartment. Chat, give me back my subs."

|His chat spams Sadge followed by -100|

Kanji knocks on the door.

Kanji "Sarah, you there?"

The door opens slightly, she peaks out her head.

Sarah "Um..m.m...Hi?"

She said as she slowly opens the door.

Claire dashes in and shakes her hands.

Claira "So glad to actually meet you! We all are."

Sarah "Yes... me... too."

Claire lets go and glance at her clothes.

Claire "Your clothes are a bit dirty, but nothing I can fix. Here have thi-

Kanji -Stop. Before we do anything, I want to talk with her in private. Dave, bring everyone out."

Dave "You got it, boss man."

He pulls both Claire and Amelia out the door. As it closes, Claire yells.

Claire "Kaney! What is this all abo-

The door shuts, and Sarah's bedroom is filled with suspense. Kanji takes a seat on her bed like a stern father.

Kanji "I know about your cult and what you are doing."

Her current expression quickly changes, she seems frightened.

Sarah "Please. Please, I can explain."

Kanji "You don't need to explain, I actually don't mind it one bit. In fact, I'm glad to have someone like you as a friend, someone would do crazy and even illegal things for what they think is right. It is quite admirable really and besides, everyone has their bad side. Claire goes full doom-slayer mode with a hood on, Amelia becomes a drugged-out party girl when she's drunk, and Dave is literally an agent of chaos. Yesterday, I noticed him taking selfies while fighting a dragon! That sneaky bastard."

Sarah "Oh I see... that's a bit comforting. But wait what's this about a dragon?"

Kanji "I'll get to that. In summary, you shouldn't worry so much and find the right time to tell everyone. I also suggest that you be more talkative. We are your friends. Aren't we?"

Sarah "Yeah, I'm sorry. It's hard to talk and be with people like... physically."

Kanji "My tip is to be more open. Like what you just did right there."

She responds with a slight smile and Kanji looks toward the door.

Kanji "Everyone can come in now!"

Dave, Claire, and Amelia barges in. Claire sneaks up on Kanji.

Claire "You're going to tell me what happened. O. K."

Kanji "Alright, Jeez."

They take a look around the room. Its walls are decorated with lots of Lovecraftian artwork, one of which is Claire's.

Claire "Awww. You added the one I sent you and even printed it. I thought you would probably ignore it since it wasn't edgy enough."

Sarah "Well, your interpretation of Chuthulu is very fresh compared to other artwork. As cartoonish as it might look, you somehow retained the true essence of what an old god supposes to be, unfathomable and unknowing. This earns some recognition from me, sister."

Claire "Thanks! See guys, I told you she can talk."

Dave "Only if you talking about spooky demon shit."

Sarah "Hey! They are old gods, not demons! Take that back!"

Dave "No, I don't think so."

Sarah chases Dave around the round, trying to knock him out with a book. Amelia and Claire try to break up the two.

Kanji ignores their squabble and stares at a stack of novels on her bedside table that catches his eye. Upon further inspection, all of them are signed by H.P Lovecraft himself.

Sarah quickly strife in front of her collection to protect it from Dave who tries to grab them. He then stops and notices an assortment of jars on a shelf across her bed.

Dave "Dansgame! What the fuck are those?!"

|His chat follows with HyperDansgame|

He moves closer and examines their murky contents, it clears up and an eye pops out, Dave jumps back.

|His chat spams MonkaW and then LUL|

His reaction attracted everyone's attention and they gather around there to witness the contents of the jars.

Amelia "This sure is a ghastly collection of I don't know what that is."

Claire "Omg! Sarah! Are these dead animals?! Why!?"

Dave "Holy shit! These are roadkill jars, aren't they?! That's kinda rad man."

Kanji "What purpose do these serve or are they just for mere decoration?"

Sarah "They are just decoration, road kills that I picked off the streets when I was a kid. I know. It's a disgusting fetish."

Kanji "Everyone likes different things, we shouldn't judge right?"

Dave, Claire, and Amelia nod. Everyone looks to Sarah.

Kanji "Alright! It's time to tell you why I'm actually gathering everyone."

He relays all that has happened. She stumbles back with disbelief, upon hearing his story.

Sarah "What? No. There is no fucking way that this is real, right?! He's joking, right?!"

Kanji unhides Dave's left arm and it starts fluctuating. He also retracts his mechanical arm.

Sarah "Ok. That is pretty sick!"

Kanji "So are you willing to join us?"

Sarah "I..I.."

She brushes her arms, troubled about what to say.

Sarah "...I don't know. My life right now is fairly safe and this journey seems quite dangerous, especially for someone like me who has never fought before."

Amelia "To be fair, me and Claire never had combat experience and we are doing fine and dandy."

Sarah "Yeah...sure. Your eyes are gone."

Dave "It's no point Amby. We need desperate measures. Alright, Kanbro. BRING OUT THE BAIT."

She looks at Kanji, confused about what's happening.

Kanji "Maybe hearing about a never-before-heard eldritch theme story from an alien planet may spark your interest."

Her eyes light up, and she smiles and jumps up and down with joy.

Sarah "Wait! Really!! Oh my god!!! Oh god yes!! Tell me! Tell me! TELL ME!!!"

Kanji "You are a bit too close there."

Sarah "Oh, sorry."

AN "Ready to hear it, Miss Sarah?"

Sarah "AN, please to meet you... I guess."

AN "Please to meet you too. Since you already know who I am from Kanji's summary, I won't be bothering you with introductions and just jump right in. Did you know that my species' way of life is solely based on improving our technology?"

Kanji "Wait really? Like you only invent and improve your technology and nothing else."

AN "Yep! That's basically it."

Dave "Dude that sounds boring as shit. Like no Internet. No social media. No games. NO MEMES!"

Sarah "I agree."

Amelia "Do you cook or not?"

AN "Food is processed automatically using AIs."

Amelia "Gosh! That sounds so tasteless! Where did all flavor, love, and passion go?"

Claire "Guys, I think they find enjoyment in doing what they do. Right?"

AN "Claire is sorta right, but we weren't all always like this. In fact, in the beginning, we were just like you guys until something happened, something horrible. You see, our current society lives a semi-eusocial lifestyle, where everyone has free will to whatever unless the monarch commands it. Those who are freed from this way of life, tend to recover their passion for other things, we rebels are an example of this case."

Kanji "That's why you don't sound like a one-dimensional husk. Also, you're telling us that it's the Empress's fault."

AN "Heavens! No! She would actually be delighted to see her people like that, but she also doesn't want them to be out of her control. The reason that those under her influence are like robots is theorized to be because of a fear that was edged deep into the very souls of our ancestors. Coming to that conclusion, one of our rebel members who is a historian became intrigued with the topic and started digging for the truth about what happened long ago. What she found was remarkable! A lost journal is written by the first wielder of Reality who coincidentally was also our planet's first historian."

Amelia "So this person is like my ancient alien senior, huh."

AN "Yep! And I always have her journal on me at all times for safekeeping. The many things she recorded and experienced are all so fascinating to me. The places she visited, and the journey she went through. But for now, we are going into the tragic chapter of her journey, the last chapter, also known as "Abyssal Earth"."

Dave "Guys, I need popcorn or something man to enjoy this shit. Also, I'm calling Sarah's bed my seating spot."

Amelia "I'll be sitting there, too."

Sarah "Wait for a second... are you guys dating? When did this happen?"

Dave "Yeah..."

He munches on a handful of chips from his bag and passes it on to Amelia.

Dave "....we knew each other before meeting... the rest of you guys. Kanji for some reason forgot to tell you that."

Kanji "I felt that it was unnecessary to convey such information."

Sarah "I see. Well, I guess I'll just sit on the floor then."

Claire "Don't worry. Kaney and I will sit with you."

Kanji and Claire sit and scooches next to Sarah.

She feels a bit of discomfort, but something distracts her from this bad feeling. Being this close with friends is quite alien to her, but at the same time, it feels heartwarming and welcoming. Dave grabs a blanket and puts it over them.

|His chat spams DaveCozy|

AN "Well, it seems everyone is nice and comfy which truly isn't appropriate for the story I'm going to tell you but whatever. Oh! By the way, this book is written in an ancient native language so I'm going to translate it for you. So, is everyone ready?"

"Yes!!!"

An "Alright then, let's begin."

Long ago, there existed a band of twelve brave heroes whose names and deeds are known across the land of Caverrin, all of whom wielded the power of the aspects. For a long time, they had no specific goal and only fought for peace throughout the world.

Until they discovered an existence that could threaten the very balance of the Universe. A black hole that defied all forms of logic, it became sentient and gained a body of a giant turtle. It sought to devour anything and everything in its wake.

Ignorant of their own limit, the heroes challenged the creature with the hope of stopping its relentless rampage. The beast enraged by their feeble attempts, torned their bodies piece by piece into its gaping mass.

The Aspect of Reality survived and bore witnessed her friends' horrific end, unable to do anything.

She mourned for countless days and nights, her sadness slowly grows into a rage so strong that she found herself on a different timeline.

There she witnessed the same day happening over again, she attempted to change the outcome but it was pointless. She got warped again and again from timeline to timeline.

She came to the realization that this was the limit of her aspect. She wasn't the aspect of time so she couldn't change the result, no manner what she does. Though even if she was the aspect of time, she knew that not even that would change the outcome.

Kanji raises his hand.

Kanji "Wait what do you mean by that? You mean that the aspect of time can't change the past."

AN "Yes, for some reason, something is preventing all the previous wielders of Time from not being able to alter the past. Their abilities only affect the present and future."

Dave "Wow, that's sucks man! But can't they just look into the future or something bruh?"

|His chat types 4head|

AN "No, her group's aspect of time was lv0. During that period, they didn't know about the crystals needed to make themselves stronger. Anyway, I'm just going to continue now. There is much more to know."

She eventually gave up trying to change the inevitable and decided to see what will happen to herself after the tragedy. Strangely, the version of herself that she witnessed didn't take the same action she did but instead went into a state of depression and loneliness in an isolated mound far away from civilization.

She kept watching herself for days on end and one day her other self straight up vanquished from existence. Shocked by the anomaly, she wished to know more, so she started jumping timelines to see if it will happen again and it did.

She kept asking herself "Why does this happen over and over again?". She soon stopped asking and started searching. She counted years of looking for clues and information from ancient ruins and temples.

What she found truly horrified her, it was the truth behind the Aspect of Fate. When this aspect is awakened, all timelines and realities will follow the same outcome of the main timeline no matter what.

Dave "Holy shit! Hell naw! I guess we shouldn't wake that shit up then, dude."

Sarah "Yeah. That just seems like a very sane thing to do."

AN "The thing is that only the main timeline controls whether or not the Aspect of Fate is going to be awakened. So You may or may not have a choice."

Kanji "Let's say we are the main timeline, and we choose to not activate the Aspect of Fate."

AN "Then that means every timeline has its own sensible outcomes. This can also create a huge problem."

Kanji "The Ultimate Dilemma. You could either choose to awaken Fate, having a 50-50 chance to make every timeline succeed or fail. Or your timeline could be one of the millions of timelines that will succeed or fail."

|Dave's chat spams WAYTOODANK|

Amelia "Yikes! That's one hell of a doozy."

Claire "I'm super confused right now. But I believe we should just worry about it when the time comes."

AN "Ok, everyone should just relax for now. I must finish the story, I was getting to the important parts."

She looked within herself and wondered why she was different, but she couldn't get an answer. Filled with a new purpose in her existence, she wished for herself to not suffer anymore.

So when she warped again to another timeline and she tried to kill the version of herself so that this version won't go through the pain of loss as many before did. It worked! She assumed that every version of herself was destined to vanquish anyway, so her action didn't change a thing except the period of isolation and suffering.

For centuries, she continued ending herself, the memory of her loved ones slowly disappearing from her mind. She started feeling the same crippling state of sadness that many of her other selves went through long before.

One day, She appeared somewhere new... a field of hazy purple hills covered every direction she turned to.

There she witnessed groups of distorted monstrosities with more body parts beyond her imagining, frightened she ran and ran. However it was useless, she ultimately gave up and accepted her fate.

Finally, at long last, she could finally be with her friends.

What? The creatures didn't attack her. Instead, they moved back. The Aspect of Reality looked forward.

In front of her was a humanoid entity, its presence radiated a looming aura of pure emptiness.

Its boney torso was more malnourish than the hungriest of man, arms more skeletal than the most deceased corpses, and legs mightier than the strongest of dragons. Its head laid a hollow and fractured skull, a freakish fusion of goat and dragon. It wore broken fragments of metal spartan-like armor tied together by long thorny black vines with eyes embedded between the vines' spikes. They wrapped and slithered around the body, the end of which coiled around the entity's spine-like tail. And a blooming lotus rested on its tip harboring a needle-sharp barb.

She closed her eyes and prayed for her life but when she opened them the creature's hand reached out to her. She took it and the humanoid lifted up her body.

It turned out that the entity was quite a pleasant and nice guy, he hoped that she would forgive his subject as they were always like that.

She had many questions and he was willing to answer them.

"Where is this place and who are you?"

"This place is home, and I'm.... my name is Lord Kin."

"How did I end up here, Sir Kin?"

"You were destined to come here eventually. Those who stray from the normal road end up in the strangest places."

"I see. Am I stuck here forever?"

"Yes, I believe so."

"Umm... this might be rude and random, but what do you do here?"

"I work as a janitor under my father's order. You see, he is a very powerful man."

"So you clean things. May I ask what kind of things."

" I clean up "Timelines"."

"Wait, by "clean" you mean like "destroy". You're the Destroyer of Timelines."

"Hahaha! That's quite a silly way to see it, a more appropriate title would be the Sweeper of Timelines. I correct things so everything happens the way it should. Let's say there is a timeline where something out of logic happens, like the universe exploding for no reason or cause. My presence alone automatically deletes those types of timelines. Duties, where I need to be there physically, are the ones involving the wielders."

"What kind of involvement?"

She nervously asked.

"Failure. When a group of wielders fails their goals, I will be there to erase all traces of their existence from history."

"But Why?!"

"I don't know. I'm just following orders"

Her mind rushes to the thought of his father,

"Who is this guy? Who is powerful enough to have a son like this?"

"Wait, that means all those times of me disappearing. It was-"

"My doing. Yep."

"Then you are going to kill me. Why are you sugarcoating this conversation?"

"At first, I was planning to. However, seeing you going through the effort of ending your many selves for a singular purpose changed my opinion of you. It inspired me, you remind me of myself you know. Also, I haven't had company ever since my dad visited eons ago and left to get cigarettes."

"Ahaha, wait... what are cigarettes? You know what never mind. I guess it must be lonely out here then."

'Yeah. Yes, it is."

The two spent an eternity talking with each other and slowly they became friends. This filled the gaping hole of loneliness that was dug into their hearts, one dug up for centuries and one dug up for eons.

Although friendship was just the beginning, slowly over time she found him to be quite endearing and so were his thoughts toward her.

Maybe being away from people disrupts her sense of normality. However, in her eyes, she didn't see a monster, she saw a lonely and empty soul just like hers. They fell in love and his heart grew a sense of humanity? No, Castastriananity. It is because of this fact that sometimes when a group of wielders failed, their existence is still remembered to this day. That's why this journal exists.

After many years, she became pregnant with his offspring.

AN "After this, the writing is more crooked, I'm guessing it's Lord Kin's writing."

The group nods and ushers AN to continue. It seems they are quite invested in the story by now.

Sadly, her body couldn't keep up with the birthing process.

As she was slowly dying. Her last words were:

"Please, my love. Please carry this dream of mine."

"Yes, my dear. What is it?"

Tears of black liquid poured from his skull.

"The Sola..."

She *coughs*

"... The Solar System. I feel a great destiny awaits on one of the planets, a planet called Earth. My dream was to visit the place with my comrades one day, but I guess that was a hopeless desire, huh. My final wish is for my people to one day visit Earth by any means necessary."

She cried, kissed him one last time, and her body passed away leaving behind ten glowing eggs.

He mourns her death and carried her lifeless body to the center of his reality. Back then there was just a small purple planet in an empty void. But with his powers, he turned her corpse into a new Universe and named his reality, "Abyssal Earth".

His children grew and became planetary-sized eldritch abominations and they take their place in the same location as the celestial bodies that reside in your solar system. He also gave them names to match as well:

Suntarus, Mercuryath, Venusith, Earthas, Marsagoz, Jupiteroth. Saturnagator, Uranusava, Neptunez, and Plutoren.

His children mated with each other, creating even more eldritch beings which then acted as the many other stars and planets of the Universe. Each one has its own unique and creepy inhabitants who all obey Lord Kin himself who lives on Earthas.

Dave "What about that black hole dude? Should we all be dead if he is still alive?"

AN "Oh, I was about to get into that. You see the funny thing is...."

Lord Kin told the story of his wife to his children. They became fueled with so much bottomless rage that they tore through the fabric of reality and entered every timeline.

The concept of time is irrelevant in Abyssal Earth as this reality exists along every plane of existence and at any point in time. So her children just entered right after she started timeline hopping and they brutally beat the shit out of every instance of the black hole monster throughout EVERY TIMELINE.

(To be continued.)