"YOU!!!!!.....AHHHH!!!" bloody tears ran down his face as he held his face and screamed up towards the figure in the sky that vanished. The pure hatred enough to cause insanity. More images were flashing by in Zeniths mind more and more moments of Zarn'iaks life, from when he was found alive by slave traders to when he was sold as a slave then taken in as a soldier in a war. He was growing stronger and stronger. Killing his way up. The dark face of anger and hatred towards existence and everything. He wasn't a genius he wasn't talented, but Zarn'iak was dead set for revenge against the one who had caused this pain of his. But even the strongest of fires changes with the wind. Seeing bloodshed around, he saw children like himself. He saw some who lived on and some that took their own lives. He saved as many as he could, but he also concluded that saving was pointless in the end he had discovered things regarding the temple and the wish.Outside of Zenith's mind, the resonation with this grave, bloody tears mixed with real tears ran down Zenith's face his eyes rolling back into his head, his mouth opening a sorrowful roar escaping out. With these memories, he felt the emotions Zarn'iak was subjected to. The grave began to light up and tremble it seemed almost as if it were also roaring out. It was then that more and more graves began to light up in the same way until the entire planet shaking as it was like a bright glowing star that the void couldn't darken one bit.Memories of every single creature. Their feelings and thoughts were flooding into Zenith's mind. Hunger, survival, fear, sadness, anger, anxiety, loneliness, depression. Yet rage and hatred, sorrow and regret were growing and mixing. His roar was growing louder, his body emitting an immense pressure. The void was beginning to collapse and crack. Existence itself was shaking.If one looked close they could see past those cracks were other universes other existences. In a distant expanse of space, a figure who was more so formless in an assortment of coloured lights wearing what appeared to be an open robe of sorts was standing. This figure in the unknown void had his right hand opened with what seemed to be a miniature universe forming together slowly."Hmm?....interesting." he closed his hand, the universe he held blinking out of existence, then he vanished from where he was a moment ago. The shattering and collapsing void suddenly stopped as the energy relaxed And subsided by an unknown force. A moment later, the figure from the void figure appeared in the air of the grave planet several meters away from where Zenith was. The body of This figure began to condense more and more like a humanoid was as if they reflected the starry sky, adorned still in that robe. Their facial features not visible other than their closed three eyes, one being on their forehead. The third eye on their forehead was an odd addition. Their long hair was growing then floating in the air as if in water, at the tips of their hair, small swirls were formed from space as if the hair tips were sharp enough to pierce space and time.This figure glanced around and examined the situation for a moment. "This is that old bastard's handy work? That old guy wants to make my life hard even after passing on what a damn mess." He glanced down towards where Zenith stood. His own eyes except the third then opened in surprise. He had no pupils but instead both held swirling masses of energy resembling galaxies. Where Zenith was, there was no longer a human-like figure instead what appeared instead was a more so contorted unstable mass of swirling black and red energy trying to stabilise itself back to something resembling humanoid. This mass then began Raising his hands to look at them in confusion fingertips like a flickering flame. He looked around and saw the graves, a sense of familiarity and comfort surged into this mass of energy."That hatred is enough to melt and shatter the void. You just entered a new realm then skipped an entire realm to reach a new one whoa! That's quite unreal!" speaking in an almost serious manner. The robed figure's eyes were now focusing on the graves around. Those eyes began emitting a faint pulse of green light as if scanning what had occurred.Zenith in that form of unstable energy soon tilted his head somewhat to the right. The clarity was missing from his mind. He turned to look up at the odd robed figure in the sky but remained silent.This robed figure shook his head as he landed onto the grassy ground. It seemed he had looked to see into the past to inspect what had happened. "You poor creature. A victim in all this, no wonder you were able to advance after just entering the Epoch realm it's more than only a fair trade you didn't even wish for power and still managed to advance two realms ahead."What….am. Who am I? Who are you?" Zenith asked with some confusion. The being looked at Zenith and chuckled softly. "You are at the boundary of Entropy to negentropy a loop of back and forth taking a step forward and back at the same time. What an annoying thing. You seem at the peak of that realm Nothingness to fullness, nearly skipping three realms, that old guy made such a thing for me to clean up. if I didn't make it in time, you would have shaken a few starry skies and their cosmos to nothingness the others would get involved and would have laughed at me."The figure sighed in annoyance before looking at Zenith. "Your name is Zenith, right? As for me well, eh." As Zenith heard his name spoken, he felt familiar with it, but then the next words were spoken by this odd being these words caused his body to react by instinct born of memories and hatred."I'm God..." not soon after this individual known as God had spoken his identity did Zenith's eyes change, masses of white had suddenly turned bloodshot with veins and a pure blackhole like pupil staring dead set at God. "God....." Zenith had spoken that name soon after. His voice hoarse, holding a powerful presence that began to cause cracks in space as well as reality to shake again. "Why don't you....disappear..." Zenith uttered then he raised his right hand a mass of black and red energy and extended it towards God. This was not a simple grab; this was a motion to crush, Annihilate and send one into oblivion regardless of how rigid or inflexible the object was. When one's will and hatred was strong enough, they would do anything.God looked at zeniths hand in surprise. The hand made of a mass of energy seemed to grow larger and larger causing the void to quiver much more and shatter quicker, this caused many universes near this fabric of time and space on the other side to shake and quiver."hey, there come on. You're making a mess again. Why do you have so much hatred towards me? I didn't do anything? It wasn't my fault blame the guy who came before me. Alright now stop" Having spoken in disappointment, he watched the hand of Zenith's that dwarfed him grasp forward to crush him not slowing down in the lightest but getting stronger and more dangerous."I said...Stop…." covered by the hand god's voice sounded out throughout eternity seemingly making every creature subconsciously shiver, Zenith's hand was suddenly ripped apart and swallowed by what appeared like an odd crack in space-time, in front of God."God....….!!" the memories of every single creature that had perished because of the temple and wish surged in zeniths mind, the hatred the anger the emotions wanting to live wanting to survive. His cheeks and skin began to crack, and beneath those cracks on his facing one could closely see a starry sky. "ARGHHHH!!" Zenith suddenly roared like a creature of pure hatred towards God. The void was cracking more and more becoming much more unstable in the distance one could see a large crack nearing a universe; this would surely devastate it.Looking at this sight, God shook his head, the eye on his forehead suddenly opened up, this eye was odd in the sense that it strangely had patterns, with webs and small bunches of cluster masses. This third eye of God enveloped creation and destruction, everything that existed was within the boundary and gaze of this eye under his control. Time seemed to freeze for everything within existence. Zenith was no exception as he suddenly stopped moving, frozen in time.With light no longer moving flashes and masses of strange and odd scenes like a twisted dimension were all around as the rule of time had been forced to stop."What a shitty old man. Who knows what he was trying to do with this wish bullcrap except for causing trouble for whoever took over" God grumbled before sighing."Though. This is genuinely unexpected. A simple thing of method coupled with the right circumstances of emotions and the right wish followed by the right key trigger by the graves." God pondered."This is to perfect even for that old bastard, is there more meaning to it all? What was he trying to accomplish? Though This Zenith is too crazy right now if I let him be it will give me a headache having to talk to him like this.""There is also the chance of existence being tampered with by him not to mention collateral damage. He is about to break into that realm without having stabilised his foundation. Coupled with those rampant emotions and hatred towards God, killing him would leave a tough crack, in reality, to fix if I can even fix that is without help which would, in turn, cause more trouble. Hmm, what to do."God seemed to be thinking about something, looking at Zenith, even this being couldn't help but feel dumbfounded as things were so smooth before all these events."If I were in your shoes I would feel the same way. Someone called God had caused your suffering and now someone proclaiming themself as God is right in front of you no doubt you would want to strangle him regardless if he is the greatest creator or even the fiercest devil. Even if God is stronger than you, the powerful emotions you feel right now makes fear non-existent, leaving only the instinct to kill your enemy."God folded his arms whilst thinking for a moment. As he glanced around, he suddenly had an epiphany. "That's right….this is his final source of strength, the remnant of his power is in his flesh that hand he left behind for some reason." God suddenly opened his hands, extending it in front of him. He began to cup them together as existence or more, so reality began to become enveloped within his palms, leaving only his figure in this nothingness, opening his palm the planet-spanning Four universes seemed like a little pebble.He made a grasping motion to his side a ripple in space appeared as the hand on the pedestal that had vanished after the wish before, suddenly reappeared. He placed it forward onto his palm as it began to shrink to the size of that pebble planet. He then made another grasping motion. That marble wisp of coloured light now a little weaker than before also appeared.