A god, the incarnation of the word power, a being who sits at the peak of creation sat on a throne befitting His image which was located at the center of the universe as He awaited the return of His followers, His name was ALlthing, a being whom the universe itself chose to be its destined ruler.

A mortal whose creation He wasn't even aware of had challenged Him to a fight for his throne as the ruler of everything. As a god, He couldn't bring himself so low to accept such a fight so He sent His personal troops to extinguish the mortal's life.

After waiting for half a light year, He heard a noice coming from not so far away and decided to check it out. He was surprised to see a man standing so brazenly in front of His gates, holding the bodies of His strongest warriors while smiling cockily at Him.

ALlthing was infuriated, how did His men lose so badly? He couldn't see any signs of injuries or weakness on the man's body which made Him believe that His men hadn't even harmed the mortal.

"Who are you?"

ALlthing asked, His voice boomed across the multiverse which caused the realms to become unstable.

"I was tired of waiting for you to accept my challenge so I decided to bring the challenge to a place I know you wouldn't be able to reject it"

The mortal's answer was straight forward without any signs of fear coming from his voice, one could even feel the arrogance coming out of the words he spoke.

"So, you decided to bring the dead bodies of my men to my door steps in hopes that I would fight you? You really don't know your place, do you?"

ALlthing asked, serene energy was leaking out of His body, His anger was visibly showing, He was going to teach this arrogant mortal a lesson.

The mortal was still smiling sheepishly like he didn't have a care in the world.

"You really know how to sound godly, don't you? You speak like you can easily kill me, even with evidence of my strength lying right in front of you"

"Enough, if you want to fight, then so be it"

ALlthing hollered, His voice shook the heavens and the earth throwing the entire multi-verse into chaos.

The mortal bent down before putting his hand into a pouch which he had brought with him, he looked at ALlthing for a while before throwing something towards him.

The thing he threw was circular in shape and had a soft powerful green glow around it, it flew towards ALlthing who just watched it come, He wasn't sure what it was, but something about the whole occurrence didn't just feel right to Him.

He looked at the orb a little longer before stretching out His arm and forming a fist with it.

[Black Imperial Strike]

ALlthing muttered under his breath, His hand which was still forming the fist moved at incredible speeds, arriving before the orb within an instant and hitting it.

ALlthing was expecting to see the orb fly back to its sender but what happened instead was something that caught Him off guard. The orb exploded while the green glow surrounding it began spreading and covering His entire body.

ALlthing was surprised to see that He could not move, a treasure capable of restricting even Himself, a god? He couldn't even begin to imagine where such a thing had come from.

He kept His attention at the mortal in front of Him, the mortal had a smile filled with satisfaction on his face, he had finally succeeded in taking over the multi-verse, he looked towards ALlthing before asking Him something which earned him a glare.

"What does it feel like to lose to your own creation...?"

"I find it funny how a few seconds ago, you were standing there looking all mighty, haha"

Hearing his mocking words, ALlthing regretted not doing something about this mortal sooner, if only He had acted early then maybe He wouldn't be in this mess.

NO! There was no time for regrets!

Countless thoughts began to flow into ALlthing's mind as the fire in his eyes were reignited. He was a god, there was no need to feel regret, a god's doings were absolute and nothing to have regrets over.

He looked at the mortal who was still wallowing in self pleasure, too busy to notice anything he was doing. ALthing reached into the core of his being using his mind, there was a simple solution to this problem.

He then laughed a little at His own brilliance which drew attention of the mortal.

"What are you laughing at?"

The mortal asked, he wasn't expecting ALlthing to give him any sensible answer though.

"It's funny how something you create can easily turn against you"

The mortal looked at ALlthing weirdly, He found it suspicious that ALlthing could still joke in this situation, he wasn't a risk taker so he immediately brought out the tool he was to use to kill ALlthing, simply imprisoning him was not enough, he needed to make sure the god stayed dead.

"Die then"

The mortal said coldly as he brought out a sword, the sword was black in color, its edges had a hint of red which produced a black mist that eroded the air.

"Don't feel bad about what you are about to do, kill me if you must, I will forgive you"

ALlthing answered, He had already found what he was looking for, He was just waiting for the perfect time to unleash it.

"If you are thinking of reincarnating, just know that there are no divine treasures left in the world below us, everything capable of injuring a demi-god I destroyed with my own hands"

"A god doesn't need to clean up his messes, that's why he has servants"

ALlthing countered, He then willed His mind to activate the thing He had been looking for inside His core. His body fell apart into seven different parts and compressed into orbs which slowly began deteriorating.

The parts were; his head, his eyes, his mouth, his body, his legs, his left arm and lastly his right arm.

The mortal was shocked, he stood silently as he watched ALlthing commit suicide right in front of him and began having a bad feeling about the whole thing. What were the parts that vanished supposed to mean? Why didn't ALlthing struggle? What was going to happen to the multi-verse now that ALlthing was gone?

Sure he was prepared for all this when he decided to go along with his plan but now that it was done, he began to have doubts.

He looked around and saw cracks forming on the edges of the multi-verse, he tried using his power to seal those cracks but more appeared, soon he was unable to take his attention from the cracks lest it expanded without control.

'So this were the responsibilities that came with power'

He lamented while doing his duties. He knew very well that if the cracks spread till it couldn't be controlled anymore and the multi-verse exploded, the resulting explosion could instantly wipe him out, he had to prevent it from ever happening. The seat of godly-hood was not only the throne of power but also the seat of fear, fear of having to watch over the most powerful bomb known.

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The pieces of ALlthing fell through the heavens and was scattered throughout the multi-verse never to be found again.