Real World, the deepest layer of the reality of truth, a reality long forgotten, Veridark Abyss. Dominance, a thousand years of chaos awakened by emptiness and curiosity.
Kael Vorax, Chaos envelops the Real World when you are awakened, Azathoth approaches you to take away your chaos, Necronomicon approaches out of curiosity about your deepest existence.
Veridark Abyss, the profound reality, is not easy to overcome; the foundation that built the Real World is not a mediocre realm, but rather a mere accumulation of the concept of chaos, creating an unimaginable barrier.
Veritans, the residents of this place, are neither a lowly species like humanity nor an inferior entity like The Narrative; they are the superiors of their kind. Kael Vorax, the one who created Veridark Abyss, has long been forgotten, to the point that even the residents of Veritans cannot comprehend.
But!, chaos has returned Kael Vorax awoke, cloaked in the darkness of the void and the chaos of reality. Everything Kael Vorax governed was returning to its essence, chaos. Everywhere in the Veridark Abyss was transforming into the void of chaos, reverting to his primordial state.
Kael Vorax, the Real World you created is also collapsing. Everything, all of it, is about your chaos. Everything, concepts, creation, the most abstract laws, things that humanity cannot even begin to comprehend, are returning to your chaos.
Kael Vorax He advances towards the void, facing Azathoth, who possesses the deepest awareness, the bearer of the omniscient information, the omnipotent being who created the outer universe.
Each step of Azathoth approaches the emptiness of his own being, each step of Kael Vorax echoes the deepest chaos within him.
Two supreme existences are confronting each other, the void gaze of Kael Vorax calling upon the deepest existence of Azathoth. Azathoth, the supreme outer god, does not attempt to resist; he does not possess a soul, does not possess a mind, consciousness is merely an exterior of him. He is the reality of emptiness, nothing can bind him.
Azathoth continuously erodes everything around, drawing everything into the looped story he created himself. Kael Vorax does not possess the power of vague and empty gestures; he carries the chaos that continuously erases every story created by Azathoth.
But Azathoth is a loop that is continuously elevating its own structure to transcend the reality of Kael Vorax.
The structure of reality in Kael Vorax is the compression of everything into illusion, an infinite layering that transcends the very bounds of reality, making the Real World forever unreachable.
Azathoth also adapts to all states of Kael Vorax. He also layers his transcendent structure onto infinity, to the point where that infinity continuously accumulates.
Everything around is continuously collapsing into nothingness.
The truth of emptiness, Azathoth does not elevate the structure of his story but elevates his own essence, the endurance beyond the realm of the outer gods.
With supreme power, he succeeded in elevating his own structure to the transcendence of Kael Vorax himself.
Completely turning Kael Vorax into an illusion, sinking deep into a dream. The story of Azathoth also vanished, taking all information about the one who brought chaos with it. The entire Real World below, indifferent to the void. The Narrative, anticipating this presence, elevates its structure alongside Azathoth.
The Necronomicon, in its madness, lost the goal of truth, transcending itself towards the next void.
The battle story, Azathoth truly exists in reality, Azathoth knows how to think and reason. But he didn't speak, he was silent, his form was nothing but his emptiness.
Azathoth continues to traverse the multidimensional space.
Sovereign Nihil, the ruler of the void, is the void's collapse of Kael Vorax. Accidentally encountering Azathoth. With my own vague thoughts and reasoning.
Azathoth realized that he only perceived Sovereign Nihil as a mere concept; he was aware that the existence he held was beyond this place. He did not belong to this place; he merely viewed it as a simple projection of letters. Sovereign Nihil tries to imagine the invisible before his eyes, the incomprehensible void of Azathoth.
Azathoth approached, Sovereign Nihil vanished from his words, existing as Azathoth was taboo for the projections of Sovereign Nihil.
Sovereign Nihil has been erased at its deepest essence, the Real World or Veridark Abyss is no longer what it was, it has become mere stories, shadows within Azathoth.
The Necronomicon is drifting through multidimensional space. The Narrative is advancing, the story is being written, has Azathoth become enraged?, or just find the core of Azathoth.
Necronomicon, Azathoth has gained consciousness, and will soon find his curious child.
Necronomicon, please wake up, the frenzied darkness is right outside.
Maniaque Noir is the only envoy, thanks to The Narrative, which elevates his own dreamlike structure, advancing towards the Necronomicon.
Necronomicon automatically absorbs Maniaque Noir, like a snack, that is what I have prepared for you.
Searching for the madness within oneself, or the madness of Maniaque Noir, the Necronomicon is changing, an invisible narrative is forming the densest darkness.
Obscuronomicon, the unique special outer god, the dark obscurity has been born. Carrying the sole will to sink everything.
Azathoth sensed his child approaching his essence, but too far, so far that Azathoth didn't need to pay attention because he was continuously elevating the structure of his own existence unconsciously. Continuously transcendent and the illusion of his child had vanished.
Obscuronomicon is not mere indifference; he possesses consciousness and will, and he feels that his father Azathoth is fundamentally distant from him, to the point of infinity.
The ability to self-elevate his own structure is possessed only by his father Azathoth; he craves it, constantly seeking gods worthy of him. The most chaotic ones, to let him awaken that ability himself, approach Azathoth.
He traversed through the infinite dimensions of space, with his omniscient ability, he arrived at Biyuan Heights, a place of deep crimson, where red flowers adorned it, and above was a purple void.
The thing that exists in front of the Obscuronomicon is very vague to him, the old man with golden hair is looking at him.