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The minions stared, their chaotic forms trembling. "He erased it…" one whispered in awe.
"That blast would've annihilated us," another murmured. "He saved us."
Azathoth, enraged, unleashed another attack, joined by the other Outer Gods. Their combined might formed a storm of chaos, but Roger stood firm. With a snap of His fingers, the attack disintegrated mid-air, leaving nothing but silence in its wake.
Roger turned to the trembling minions, His voice calm yet commanding. "Your days of being tools for destruction are over. You are no longer bound to chaos. If you choose, you can find peace and purpose in My creation."
The minions, once resigned to a life of servitude and destruction, looked at Roger with newfound admiration. They bowed deeply, their admiration turning to reverence. "We are free…" one whispered, their form glowing faintly as Roger's light infused them with hope.
Elizabeth smiled at Roger, her eyes gleaming with pride. "You've given them more than just freedom. You've given them life."
Roger nodded, then turned His gaze back to the Outer Gods. "If you wish to challenge Me, then come forward," He said, His voice echoing through the cosmos. "But know this—you cannot harm what I protect, and you cannot destroy what I choose to save."
Azathoth and the others hesitated, their chaotic forms quivering under Roger's unwavering presence. The saved minions, now free from fear, whispered among themselves.
"He's not just powerful—He's merciful."
"He's a savior."
"We owe Him everything."
Roger smiled gently at the creatures He had saved. "It seems not all of you came to challenge Me. Many of you were forced into this. But now you are free. If you wish, you may join My creation."
Elizabeth placed a hand on Roger's shoulder. "They've found their peace because of you, my love. They see you not just as a God but as their savior."
Roger nodded and stepped forward, His light enveloping the minions. As the Outer Gods retreated, their power faltering, Roger's words echoed through the cosmos:
"This is My realm, My creation. Chaos has no place here unless I will it."
The minions, now free, bowed once more. "We will follow you, Great Creator," they said in unison.
Roger smiled, His work for the moment complete. "Then let us begin anew. but before that let me handle them".
Suddenly Azathoth, the blind destroyer, roared in anger, shaking the endless void. His chaotic tentacles lashed out violently. Beside him, Yog-Sothoth glowed with strange energy, his glowing orbs pulsing like dangerous stars. Shub-Niggurath and Cthulhu joined in, their combined powers forming a terrifying storm of destruction
But God didn't flinch. He tilted His head slightly, smiling as if amused. "You challenge Me?" He asked calmly. His voice carried so much power that even the void seemed to bow before Him.
Azathoth bellowed again, creating a blast of pure chaos. It was a swirling mass of destruction so strong it could erase countless multiverses. The energy sped toward God, tearing apart the fabric of existence.
"So, you choose destruction," He said softly, His voice echoing across the void. "Very well. If that is your wish, I shall grant it."
God didn't move. He raised a single finger, and the energy froze mid-air. Then, with a small flick, He made it disappear into nothing.
"Is that all you've got?" God said, almost playfully.
The Outer Gods hesitated but didn't give up. Yog-Sothoth expanded his glowing orbs, twisting space and time into endless collapsing dimensions. He tried to trap God inside them.
God chuckled softly. "Using My own creation Ability against Me? How bold." He stretched out His hand, and the collapsing dimensions stopped. With a thought, He reshaped them into beautiful, harmless lights that scattered across the void like sparkling fireflies.
"Lovely, isn't it?" God said, admiring the glowing lights.
Cthulhu screeched and spread his giant wings. He lunged at God with claws sharp enough to cut through reality itself. God didn't even look at him. With just a glance, Cthulhu froze in mid-air.
"Finally You come near Me?" God asked, amused. Then, with a simple wave of His hand, He sent Cthulhu flying backward like a shooting star, crashing into the other Outer Gods.
Shub-Niggurath, the black goat of the woods, tried a different trick. She created thousands of shadowy illusions to surround God, each one a fake copy of Him.
God smiled. "Illusions? How cute." He clapped His hands gently, and the shadows vanished like mist in the morning sun. Shub-Niggurath trembled in fear as her trick failed.
The Outer Gods realized they couldn't win alone. Together, they poured all their power into one final attack. It was a blast of chaos and destruction greater than anything they had ever unleashed. The massive explosion raced toward God, threatening to consume all of existence.
God finally stood from His throne. His light grew brighter, filling the void with pure, radiant power. He raised His hand and spoke a single word: "Enough."
The combined attack stopped in its tracks. The chaotic energy Blast started to become like loose threads, disappearing into God's light.
The Outer Gods were stunned. They had given everything, and it was worthless against Him.
God looked at them calmly. His voice was steady and stern. "You were born from My Leftover energy, yet your purpose is to destroy Me ? You are born from Chaos and I am the creator of chaos and order. You are nothing compared to Me."
With a wave of His hand, He trapped the Outer Gods in a golden barrier. They roared and thrashed, but the barrier was unbreakable.
"Be still," God commanded.
"Your power is impressive," God said, "but it is still nothing before Me."
With a wave of His hand, God summoned a golden sword made of pure Light energy. It mixed with vey Existence with the essence of creation and destruction, its edge sharp enough to cut through concepts themselves.
Azathoth lunged forward, his tentacles thrashing wildly. God moved faster than thought, slicing through Azathoth with a single swing of His sword. The chaotic being let out a deafening roar before dissolving into particles of energy.
"From chaos comes order," God declared. The particles of Azathoth's essence condensed into a glowing orb, which God absorbed into His being. Voice of the World Voice echoed within Him.
[Ultimate Skill: Chaos Lord Azathoth] Acquired. Grants absolute control over chaos and destruction.
The remaining Outer Gods hesitated, but Yog-Sothoth stepped forward. His interdimensional energy expanded, attempting to trap God in infinite dimensions.
God smirked. "Your tricks will not work on Me." He pointed His sword, and a beam of light shot forth, piercing through Yog-Sothoth. The glowing orbs shattered, and the being let out a final cry before disintegrating.
[Ultimate Skill: Dimension Sovereign Yog-Sothoth] Acquired. Grants mastery over all dimensions and interdimensional travel.
One by one, God turned to the other Outer Gods. Shub-Niggurath tried to overwhelm Him with illusions, but He waved His hand, dispelling them all. With a swift strike, He ended her existence.
[Ultimate Skill: Illusion Weaver Shub-Niggurath] Acquired. Grants unparalleled control over illusions and reality manipulation.
Cthulhu charged, his massive form aiming to crush God. But God simply stepped aside and struck him down effortlessly.
[Ultimate Skill: Dream Conqueror Cthulhu] Acquired. Grants control over dreams and subconscious realms.
Finally, only the lesser Outer Gods remained. They trembled before Him, their chaotic forms shrinking in fear.
God looked at them with a calm yet firm expression. "You were born from My energy, and you have served your purpose. Now, you shall return to Me."
He raised both hands, and golden chains of light shot out, wrapping around the remaining Outer Gods. One by one, they were pulled into His being, their energies transforming into new ultimate skills.
[Ultimate Skill: Chaos Devourer] Acquired. Grants the ability to absorb and neutralize any chaotic energy.
[Ultimate Skill: Creation Master] Acquired. Grants the ability to recreate and reshape reality at will.
The smaller creatures that had been spared from the battle watched God in awe. Their eyes shone with admiration and gratitude as they whispered among themselves.
As God looked at the trembling minions left behind, He smiled softly. They were small, powerless compared to the mighty Outer Gods He had just defeated. But they were not like their masters. These minions had no malice, no desire to destroy.
"You will not be punished for their sins," God said, His voice warm and kind. "Instead, you will become part of My creation."
The minions, who had only known fear and servitude, looked up in surprise. "You… you would accept us, Lord?" one of them asked, their voice trembling.
"Yes," God replied. "Close your eyes."
The minions obeyed, their trust in Him absolute. As they closed their eyes, God raised His hand. A golden light surrounded them, gentle yet powerful.
"I will send you to a place where you can live in peace," God said. "In the Omniversal Layer 91, the Lightbringer Realm within the Fifth Cosmos, you will find a new purpose. There, you will observe, learn, and grow. One day, from among you, new beings—Beyonders—will be born, beings who will transcend even The understanding of That LAYER."
The minions, still glowing in the divine light, felt a warmth they had never known before. "Thank you, Lord," they said in unison.
With a wave of His hand, God transported them to their new home.
The minions opened their eyes to find themselves in a realm of unparalleled beauty. The skies shimmered with endless light, and the ground sparkled like diamonds. Rivers of pure energy flowed through the landscape, and mountains floated in the air.
"This… this is paradise," one of them whispered.
"We are free," another said, tears in their eyes.
Though they were overwhelmed by the beauty of the realm, the minions decided to stay hidden, just as God had instructed. They observed the world around them, learning its secrets and understanding their place in it.
Over time,
they adapted to their new home, their forms evolving subtly under the influence of this Cosmos. They became wiser, stronger, and more curious about existence itself.
Back on His throne Out side The Creation,
God watched the minions with a knowing smile. Elizabeth stood beside Him, her gaze warm and understanding.
"You sent them there for a reason, didn't You?" she asked.
God nodded. "Yes. From them, the Beyonders will rise. Beings born from the remnants of chaos, yet untainted by it. They will become explorers of existence, transcending even the boundaries I have created in That Layer. They will seek answers to questions even I have not asked but i have known."
Elizabeth chuckled. "Always thinking ahead, aren't You?"
"It is My nature," God replied. He leaned back on His throne, the stars and realms within Him shimmering like a living tapestry. "All creation must grow, even in ways I cannot foresee. The minions will pave the way for something greater, something beautiful."
And so, the minions lived peacefully in the Lightbringer Realm, their admiration for God growing each day. As time passed, they remained hidden, observing the cosmos and preparing unknowingly for the day when the first Beyonder would be born.