Slowly, as Cely's consciousness drifted off, a terrifying black 'light' seeped out of her body underground. It slowly reached the surface, escaping the earth, it looked like a kind of oil. In the silver light of the full moon, it didn't reflect though, instead, it seemed to devour the light itself, seeming like a black hole.
As more and more of the black liquid-like substance escaped from the surface of the earth, it filled the hole created by the fight earlier at a fast pace. Soon, the hole that was there before now seemed to have become a pond filled with nothingness. Light shone on it but seemed to be devoured making this spot seem like void itself.
A small rabbit with two small horns protruding out of its head approached the pond of the substance curiously. It hopped to its side, looked into it, and its small nose wiggled as it tried to smell what was in front of it.
But, before it could do so, black, string-like appendages shot out of the pond, entangling the rabbit, while at the same time anchoring itself in its flesh. Before the rabbit could scream out, it was already pulled into the small pond and disappeared.
Slowly, the pond seeped over the edges of the hole, slowly spreading across the beautiful flower field. it did not affect the field but slowly crept into the surrounding forest. And in the cover of the night was hard to notice.
Over time, many more creatures were pulled into the mass and were devoured by it, as it spread more and more. The ones who were alarmed by this were only the monsters in the surrounding area as normal creatures couldn't sense any danger from the mass.
And after a few hours of this, shortly before the sun came out, the mass receded at a fast pace, slowly creeping back into the hole and then, back into the earth.
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Earth, Site 13
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Nicholas sat at his table, while a black and red aura revolved around him. Nicholas was a handsome man who seemed to be in his late thirties, and yet one could see and feel a terrifying vitality unbefitting of his age from him. He had a very stubby beard and short, brown hair. An equally colored, seemingly ordinary coat hung around him. It had no buttons and it went until his ankles. He wore a white shirt beneath it and his pants were a lighter brown than his coat.
His eyes had no human features and seemed fused with the aura around him. Suddenly, a man knocked on the door and came into the room.
It was a seemingly young man in his mid-twenties wearing a lab coat and similar equipment on him. The only difference is the around 20 guns that can be seen sticking out beneath his lab coat.
He was a Senior Researcher and Commander, Dr. James Prag.
His hair and eyes were a platinum color and seemed reflective but there was a hint of constant murderous intent deep inside. "Mr. White, we have searched for the last years at the site of the explosion for the residual traces of Mrs. White's traces and have finally found them.", James said expressionlessly.
Suddenly, the aura in the room cleared and Nicholas's eyes became human as he looked at the young man. There was hope and restlessness in them.
Before James could react, his surroundings rapidly changed, as a sense of dizziness befell him. They were currently in outer space, where the aforementioned explosion had taken place. Before them, was a small research satellite put here by the Foundation.
James sighed slightly as he got rid of the dizziness and caught up to Nicholas, who had already entered one of the airlocks leading inside.
Arriving in a small lab, they saw another Researcher present. She was Dr. Mei Chlor. "Mr. White!", she exclaimed, looking slightly startled as she looked at the man who walked inside.
Nicholas just nodded and gestured for her to speak.
"Ah, ah yes. So, we followed the traces Mrs. White's soul had left behind that were found earlier this day. We found it to be leading to planet N85ΔL, or how the natives call it, "Neal".", she explained, after quickly clearing up the awkwardness.
As soon as Nicholas heard this, his expression became ugly.
"Sir, is there something wrong with that planet?", Dr. Prag asked, looking at Nicholas's expression.
"You could say that.", Nicholas spoke through slightly clenched teeth. "Do you remember the information we got not long ago, about one of the Fragments having been found in our Universe?", he looked at the two of them, as their eyes widened in realization.
"Sigh... I may be strong, but I can't fight a Primordial God, even if it is only a Fragment."
He sighed, sitting down in one of the adjacent chairs, as his head dropped back over it. As he did this the room fell silent. Slowly hope and sadness filled his eyes.
'I hope you can stay safe until I get to you, Cely.', he thought, a small tear escaping his eyes, before disappearing.
"Select some of our lower-tier agents to get transported to Neal. We need to find her or it may be a problem if what was behind her death finds her first.", Nicholas ordered the two who quickly saluted and left the room.
After they left Nicholas looked into space, his gaze seeming to pierce through the void right toward Neal.
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As her consciousness awakened Cely almost moaned due to the pleasure her body was in. It felt like she was completely reborn as her body became far more flexible and she felt like her surroundings were being absorbed into herself.
Suddenly, as she was basking in that feeling, it felt like another shackle was broken as the Qi in the surroundings became slightly chaotic. This led to even more pleasure and a moan of pure release that Cely couldn't hold in anymore.
Following that moan, her craving for this pleasure, of feeling herself absorbing the surroundings and herself becoming stronger, she started to consciously absorb, leading to the absorption going up by an entire fold, as she felt another shackle breaking, the Qi in the surroundings becoming slightly more chaotic.
Over the next ten days, this continued and as she finally calmed down from the pleasure trip, Cely looked at her cultivation, she was dumbfounded.
"Fifth Stage of the Qi Refinement Realm...", she mumbled to herself, her 'expression'... complicated... to say the least.
As she tried to comprehend this, she finally thought of something. 'My evolution? But what...", before she could think further, memories poured into her mind from her bloodline. As she comprehended them her questions were answered swiftly.
'Devouring Black Silver Mycelium, eh? This evolution is monstrous.', she thought as she looked through those memories.
The Devouring Black Silver Mycelium was a descendent of the Primordial Spacetime Devouring Mycelium, a mycelium that grew in the fabrics of spacetime itself, devouring the laws and spacetime itself.
It is as ancient as the Primordial Plane itself.
'So I can devour a good amount of things and make their power my own. I can also absorb more energy, which combined with my talent, makes it seem like I am inside a Qi Gathering Array. This is too good!', Cely thought, her excitement tangible.
With her excitement ignited she started concentrating on absorbing Qi and Refining it inside her body. Suddenly, as she was cultivating, her soul shuddered in delight as surprise appeared on her face.
With almost no delay, her human body materialized above the ground as she looked at the sky. Delight lit up in her eyes before sadness spread like a wave. She was not wearing a mask and her divine face which seemed to have been made out of the most expensive materials was exposed to the air.
The world itself seemed to bow under it as the surrounding wind quieted down, making the scene serene and mystical. Tears welled up inside of her eyes as she looked at the sky as her soul throbbed more and more.
"Nicholas.", she whispered, her tears streaming down in a mix of relief, happiness, and sadness. "Don't worry. I won't die before we can see each other again. Even if it takes an eternity."
She held her chest with one hand and clenched it into a fist, determination edged onto her face. "And before I see you, nothing shall stand in my way. And all that does..."
As she spoke a terrifying murderous intent spread out, dying the surroundings in a tinge of an abyssal black and a seemingly infinitely deep, dark, red.
"T̶̟̬̩͈̓̂͑͌̄̽̃͛̿̿̓͒̚͝H̶͙̣̪͈̘̟̻̥͍͈͚̒̿̋͂̈́̒͒͗̕Ĕ̴̹͓̠Y̵̢̛̪̣͍͉͔̲͖̜̏̋̾̈́̔͜ ̷̧̧̛̜͕̦̲͇̰͖̋̒̑̇̉̈́́̂̈́̆̚̚͘W̸̡͈̦̩̰̳͇̜̮̤͇̠͓̆̈́̕͜Į̵͖͎͓͔̲͚̭͚̜̪̙͚͒̈̇̈́̓̚͠L̸̢̛͍̪̠̝̂̽́̓̀̽̂̕͝͝L̵̛̮̻̲͌̄̅̾͐́̉̐̌͑͂̚͘͝ ̵̨̧̩̞̜͔̱͓̣͈̣̼̲͚̬͐̏̌̃Ḑ̷̠͚̲͓̑̔̔̑̏́͆̄̈́̐̚̚͝͝I̴̢̛͎̗̲̞͙͕͛͛̎͒̂̈́̈́̈ͅE̶̜͐̏̂̌͘͝͝͝!̴͓̬̱̘̫̰̠̻͐ͅ"