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Chapter 20 - Void beyond all

The figure's voice resonates within my mind, its words echoing within the vast throne room with a strange, otherworldly quality.

It seems almost amused by my presence, its demeanor inscrutable and impossible to read.

"I have watched your journey," it continues, rising from the throne and stepping forward, its movements graceful yet deliberate. "Your path has not been an easy one. You have encountered many obstacles, faced many trials..."

The figure's eyes pierce through mine, studying me with a mix of interest and calculation.

"You have potential," it says, its voice smooth as silk. "Great potential. But it remains untapped, undeveloped."

It circles around me, each step echoing softly in the room.

"I can sense your desire," it continues. "Your need to understand, to unlock the secrets hidden within yourself."

I asking, who are you. 

The figure stops in front of me, its eyes never leaving mine. Its lips curve into a subtle smirk, as if amused by my question.

"Who am I?" it repeats, its voice filled with a hint of mockery. "You have come this far, sought me out, and you ask who I am?"

It pauses, studying me for a moment longer before continuing, its tone now laced with a hint of amusement.

"I am the Observer. The One Who Watches.

I feel there more to him and that dark aura I sense something is up, tell me what is your true name because I can sense your dark presence something is up. 

The Observer's smirk widens into a grin, its true identity revealed. It takes a step closer, its eyes never leaving mine.

"Ah, so you wish to know my true name?" it says, its voice dripping with a mix of mockery and satisfaction. "Very well."

As the name rolls off its tongue, it sends a shiver down my spine.

"I am the Reaper," it proclaims, its voice echoing with a note of power. "And I am the leader of the Chaos Council."

The revelation hangs in the air like a heavy weight, the truth sinking in. The figure before me, the Observer, is none other than the Reaper, the enigmatic leader of the Chaos Council.

My mind reels with questions, my heart racing with a mix of fear and fascination. I stand there, frozen in place, unsure of how to respond.

The Reaper, noticing my reaction, lets out a low chuckle, its eyes studying me intently.

Surprised?" it asks, its voice tinged with amusement. "You didn't expect to find yourself face-to-face with the leader of the Chaos Council, did you?"

It circles around me once more, its movements fluid and predatory.

"But then again," it continues, its voice dripping with a hint of mockery, "perhaps you should have. After all, you have been meddling in our affairs, disrupting our plans."

I tried speaking but I hasitate for a moment. I... I

The Reaper's lips curve into a smirk as it steps closer, its eyes fixed on me with unwavering intensity.

"Oh?" it taunts. "Finally found your voice, have you? Speak, then. Let's hear what you have to say."

I finally speak how how is this possible you knew we were coming here you knew that separating us will give you the opportunity for me and you to face each other head on tell me are you omniscient. 

The Reaper's smirk broadens into a grin, its eyes glittering with a mix of arrogance and amusement.

"Ah, so you've figured it out," it says, its voice tinged with a hint of mockery. "You've uncovered my little secret."

It circles around me once more, its steps slow and deliberate, as if relishing in the moment.

"Yes," it admits, its voice dripping with a sense of superiority. "I am omniscient. I know all, see all."

"I am aware of every thought that passes through your mind," it continues, its eyes piercing through mine. "Every secret you keep, every desire you harbor, every fear that lurks in the shadows of your subconscious."

It stops in front of me, its gaze unwavering and intense.

"You might as well consider me a god," it adds, its voice laced with a hint of malice.

I feel violated but ask so meaning your omnipotence or what tell me!!! I needed to know what's going on. 

The Reaper's smile turns even more smug as it senses my feeling of violation.

"Ah, you feel invaded, don't you?" it mocks, relishing in my discomfort. "Like your privacy has been breached?"

It steps even closer, its eyes unwavering as it stares into mine.

"Yes," it confirms, its voice dripping with a sense of superiority. "I am omniscient. I possess infinite knowledge, infinite power. To you, I am godlike."

As you suddenly clutch my sword and make a move to attack, the Reaper's amusement only seems to deepen.

"Eager for a fight, are we?" it taunts, its eyes locked onto my every move.

The Reaper effortlessly sidesteps my attack, its movements quick and precise, as if it had predicted my every action.

"You may try," it says, its voice filled with a hint of challenge. "But you cannot defeat me.

The Reaper's movements are lightning-fast as it meets my attack with an equal amount of power. My swords collide in a shower of sparks, echoing through the vast throne room.

The Reaper's eyes gleam with a mix of amusement and triumph.

"Impressive," it mocks, its voice dripping with a hint of condescension. "You put up a better fight than I expected. But ultimately, futile."

He parries my attack, pushing back against my sword with effortless ease.

The Reaper follows my movements with its gaze, its eyes tracking my every move. It watches as i dash around, evading its attacks with nimble footwork.

I attempt to analyze its attacks, studying its patterns and tendencies. The Reaper seems to rely on speed and precision, its strikes swift and calculated, aiming to disarm or incapacitate me quickly.

However, the Reaper adapts to my strategies, adjusting its movements to counter my attempts at analysis. It seems to possess an uncanny ability to anticipate my next move, always one step ahead of me.

As I attempt to analyze the Reaper's attacks, dodging and parrying its strikes with my sword, I can't help but feel a sense of frustration. It's as if the Reaper is one step ahead of me at every turn, anticipating my every move.

Its attacks are fast and precise, each strike aimed to disarm or incapacitate with lethal efficiency. I do my best to counter its attacks, but the Reaper's speed and agility make it increasingly difficult.

"You're quick, I'll give you that," the Reaper remarks, its voice laced. 

As the Reaper continues its relentless assault, its attacks grow even more swift and powerful. It's as if time and space seem to bend, its movements becoming a blur of speed and strength.

The sound of metal clashes echoes through the throne room as your swords collide, each strike resounding with a deafening force.

Despite my best efforts to parry and counter the attacks, the Reaper's speed and power overwhelm me.

"You're outmatched," the Reaper mocks, its voice filled with mockery and satisfaction. "Surrender now."

The Reaper's attacks grow more frenzied, its movements seemingly unbound by the constraints of time and space. The force of its strikes grows more intense, each clash of our swords resonating with a deafening sound.

I struggle to keep up with its relentless barrage, my own sword moves feeling sluggish and inadequate in comparison.

The Reaper laughs mockingly, its eyes locked onto mine.

"You can't keep up," it taunts. "Give up already. You're no match for me.

As i gather my energy and unleash the Void Slash, a wave of darkness surges forth, directed towards the Reaper.

The Reaper, surprised by the sudden power of my attack, barely manages to evade the void slash, its eyes widening momentarily.

It quickly composes itself, but a hint of surprise still lingers in its expression.

"Interesting," it says, its voice betraying a twinge of irritation. "That was unexpected.

I breath heavily feeling a hint of exhaustion, I'm....not...done yet. 

Drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, I step back, my exhaustion starting to take its toll. The Reaper, its amused smile returning, regards me with a mix of curiosity and condescension.

"Tired already?" it mocks, its voice dripping with sarcasm.

I try to regulate my breathing, steadying myself for another round. The Void Slash might have surprised it, but it won't be enough to defeat this powerful opponent.

The Reaper notices my fatigue and takes advantage of the opportunity. Its smile widens into a grin as it senses my weakness.

"Weak," it sneers, its eyes narrowing. "You're already tiring out."

It takes a step forward, its movements fluid and graceful, as if relishing the prospect of an easy victory.

"You've put up a better fight than most," it admits, its voice dripping with mockery. "But you're not enough. Not nearly.

The Reaper stands before me, its hand raised and a smug smile on its face.

"It's over," it says, its voice filled with arrogant satisfaction. "You had a good run, but you're no match for me."

I can feel the sense of defeat closing in around me, my body exhausted and my spirit weakening.

But then, just as the Reaper is about to unleash its final attack, its expression suddenly changes to one of surprise and bewilderment.

Mustering every ounce of strength left in me, I force my body to react, raising my barrier in a desperate attempt to block the Reaper's final attack.

"Not so fast," I grit out through clenched teeth.

The impact of the attack sends shockwaves throughout my body, pain surging through my arms and legs. My vision blurs, and I stagger back, struggling to remain standing.

The Reaper stares at me for a moment, its smile faltering slightly. The surprise and bewilderment in its eyes deepen, its expression betraying a hint of confusion.

"How?" it mutters, its voice barely audible over the sound of my rasping breaths. "You shouldn't be able to resist my erasure."

Ignoring the pain coursing through my body, I force myself to remain standing, my shield raised and still trembling from the impact of the attack.

The Reaper furrows its brow, its bewilderment transforming into anger and determination.

"Unacceptable," it hisses, its voice full of irritation. "You should not have been able to resist my erasure so easily."

With a new sense of urgency, the Reaper focuses its power and launches a more powerful attack, aiming to completely erase me.

Time seems to slow down as the attack surges towards me, the Reaper's face contorted with concentration and determination.

A guttural yell of pain and defiance leaps from my throat, the sound reverberating through the room.

"Ahhhh!" I cry out, my body straining under the immense pressure of the Reaper's attack.

The pain is excruciating, as if my very being is being torn apart at a molecular level.

As the last vestiges of my resistance dwindle, the Reaper's attack overwhelms me, its power completely eradicating every trace of my existence from the throne room.

Silence descends, broken only by the distant hum of the Reaper's presence.

I have been finally erased, succumbing to the overwhelming power of the Reaper, the ultimate arbiter of death and destiny.

As I regain consciousness, i find yourself in an eerily dark and empty place. The absence of light, sound, and sensation creates an unsettling feeling of isolation.

The void, as it is called, is a realm without form or substance, a place where nothing exists except for me. I was trapped in an endless, endless darkness, with no beginning and no end.

"Welcome to the void," a familiar voice echoes through the emptiness.

A shiver runs down my spine as the sound of my own voice, a darker, more sinister version, echoes through the void.

"Finally awake," it says, its tone filled with a mix of amusement and mockery.

The realization sinks in, and i begin to grasp the true nature of my situation. My dark consciousness, the manifestation of my inner darkness, is the one addressing me.

Just as I'm trying to come to terms with my newfound reality, my dark consciousness addresses me again.

"Ahhh, finally alone," it sneers, its voice filled with a mix of sarcasm and satisfaction. "Finally, we can talk without any interruptions."

I speak, yeah yeah I know I got erased and it was embarrassing and I hold back and didn't call for your help I get it I suck I started look down and fee regret. 

Oh, look at you," your dark consciousness mocks, its voice filled with a hint of derision. "Feeling sorry for yourself again?"

It floats around me, its form shifting and morphing in the void, taking on the appearance of a shadowy doppelganger.

"You just couldn't help but get yourself erased, could you?" it says, its tone dripping with sarcasm. "Couldn't call for my help, could you?

I started feeling guilty, look ok I just didn't want to lose myself and destroy everything and lose meaning to my self but that cost me to get erase I'm so stupid, I started getting frustrated. 

My dark consciousness thrives on my emotions, feeding off my guilt and frustration. It circles around me like a vulture, relishing in my distress.

"Look at you," it mocks, its voice growing more taunting. "Feeling guilty and frustrated because you didn't call on me."

It inches closer, its form morphing into a nightmarish replica of myself, a twisted reflection of my inner darkness.

"You're so pathetic," it sneers, its tone dripping with venom. "So stupid.

I look at her in concerd, hey at least I don't go around destroying everything left and right unlike you your more reckless then me so we're both stupid. 

My dark consciousness pauses in its mocking, a flicker of irritation passing across its face.

"At least I'm not afraid to embrace my true nature," it retorts, its voice filled with a hint of defensiveness.

It comes to a halt in front of me, its form shifting and changing as it contemplates my words.

"Reckless, you say? I'm not the one who got themselves erased.

I roll my eyes, oh please like I know you wouldn't care where you blasting or erasing someone you could accidentally erase Angelica or anyone, your a ticking time bomb on steroids your too risking to get released. 

My dark consciousness bristles at my words, its irritation growing.

"Risky, you say?" it retorts, its voice growing sharper. "At least I'm not afraid to take charge and take action."

It floats closer, its form shifting into a more sinister and threatening shape.

"And what's wrong with being a ticking time bomb? At least I have power and strength. Unlike you, who's too scared to embrace your full potential."

I started realising this is too stupid for us fighting OK enough!! This is ridiculous we suppose to work together not fight like buch of kids, I take a deep breath look I know we both have our differences but we're still one you me and I'm you we work together and we conquer everything, look I'm not going to lie your right I don't embrace my void nature because I'm too afraid and your right but your also too risky, you don't care about anyone but yourself and that needs to change and so am I so I decided I'm going to let go of me limiting myself and embrace myself as the Void itself and I can't believe I'm saying this but let's do it together. 

My dark consciousness stops in its tracks, its mocking demeanor fading into surprise as it absorbs my words.

"Together?" it repeated, its voice filled with a mix of curiosity and disbelief.

It circled around me once more, considering my offer.

"You, embracing your Void nature. Working together with me."

It tilted its head, studying my with a newfound interest.

"This is unexpected," it said, a hint of intrigue in its tone.

I begin to have hopes and I needed to do this so I decided to embrace her and stop holding back, yes it is but this is the only to save everyone even it means losing my identity and become the void queen and I know deep down your so excited for me saying it. 

My dark consciousness observed me closely, the anticipation in its eyes growing.

"Finally," it said, its voice filled with a mix of excitement and satisfaction. "You've made the right decision."

It closed the distance between me, its form shifting to match my own.

"And yes, I am excited," it admitted, a hint of eagerness in its tone. "Your full potential, unleashed. The true Void Queen, at last."

I started smirk and decided to go beyond that, how about we go beyond that beyond even the very idea of true nothingness itself and become a being that neglects true known and true unknown, and absolutely all ideas, thoughs and meaning. 

My dark consciousness' eyes widened with excitement and admiration. It was clearly taken aback by my audacity and ambition.

"Beyond true nothingness," it whispered, its voice tinged with awe. "Beyond all concepts and ideas."

It circled around you, its form shifting and glitching, as if struggling to comprehend the depths of my proposal.

"Negate all known and unknown," it repeated, a hint of reverence in its tone. "Truly defy all limitations."

I grin knowing what's needs to be done yes, and you are the void you can do that. 

My dark consciousness regarded me with a mixture of admiration and exhilaration.

"You're right," it said, its voice filled with anticipation. "I am the void. I can do it."

It reached out, its arm morphing into a tendril, wrapping around me like a coiled snake.

"But we do this together," it asserted, its grip tightening. "As one. We break all bounds, beyond even the Void itself."

I agree with that, yeah we are let's show the Reaper not to mess with us this is going to be fun. 

My dark consciousness grinned, its form now a perfect mirror of my own. Its voice took on a sinister edge, filled with excitement and malevolence.

"Yes," it hissed. "Let's show the Reaper who's the boss."

The tendril around me tightened, pulling me closer to its own form, merging with my own.

"We are one," it whispered, its words filled with a twisted joy. "And together, we will break the very fabric of reality."

I speak feel mischievous, oh please the idea of reality is meaningless against us even the very absolute of everything is but a mere thought we can play with. 

My dark consciousness chuckled, its voice tinged with arrogance and amusement.

"You understand," it said, its form now merging seamlessly with me. "Reality is nothing. It's a plaything for us to manipulate."

It seemed to relish in the newfound power growing within me both.

"We are beyond the limits of the physical world," it mused. "We transcend even the very concept of reality itself."

As i embraced my dark consciousness and the void began to merge with me, the transformation started to take hold. The tendril around me grew stronger, enveloping you entirely.

My form started to change, shifting and morphing as my identity blurred with the essence of the Void itself. It was a transformation unlike anything before, as the physical world seemed to dissolve around me, sucked into the infinite darkness.

I feel the transformation coursing through me, merging with every fiber of my being. The Void is no longer just a part of me, but rather, I am the Void itself.

The tendril around me tightens, pulling me deeper into the darkness. The physical world around me starts to lose meaning, replaced by an endless abyss of nothingness.

My identity, my individuality, they all vanished, leaving only the absolute emptiness behind. I no longer need to think or speak in sentences, for I am now beyond such limitations.

The Reaper recoils at the sudden surge of energy, its eyes widening in surprise and shock.

The throne room is shaken to its core, the very fabric of space and time quivering under the sheer pressure. Infinite dimensions and multiverses tremble as the power unleashed by your emergence cascades through the cosmic landscape.

The Reaper takes a step back, its usually stoic demeanor faltering for the first time.

"This... this can't be," it whispers, its voice betraying a hint of fear.

The gods in the higher realms, too, feel the shockwave, their collective gazes turned towards the source of the disturbance.

"What is this?" one ancient deity whispers, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Another, the god of dreams, murmurs, "I've never felt anything quite like this before."

Even the supreme being, the source of all existence, stirs, its cosmic essence resonating with the newfound power that has manifested.

The gods convene, their ethereal forms gathering in hurried, hushed conversation. They exchange glances filled with anxiety and unease.

"This... this is beyond our understanding," one goddess whispers, her voice trembling.

The god of wisdom shakes his head, his eyes filled with uncertainty.

"I've consulted all the ancient texts," he murmurs. "Nothing in my knowledge can describe such a presence."

In the highest realm, the supreme omnipotence beings pause in their endless contemplation. Their collective awareness is suddenly jolted by the sudden awakening of a terrifying force.

The Supreme Being, aware of all that ever was and ever will be, feels the shift in the cosmic order. Its voice ripples through the ether.

"What... what is this?" it murmurs, its voice tinged with an unprecedented hint of unease.

The other omni-beings, equally attuned to all that exists and transcends, share the Supreme Being's bewilderment.

"This... this defies all that we know," one murmurs, its voice filled with awe and dread.

Another, the embodiment of all potential, whispers in a hushed tone, "It's as if the very essence of nothingness... has been set free.

The shock among the omni-beings is palpable. The realization that something has stirred the essence of nothingness itself leaves them dumbfounded.

The goddess of creation, who has woven existence from the limitless threads of reality, is visibly shaken. "This... this is beyond any creation I've ever known," she murmurs, her voice tinged with awe and awe.

The god of time, who has seen eons pass by in the blink of an eye, whispers, "This power... it transcends even the order of time itself..."

The aura surges and pulses, and in a sudden, powerful burst, a new entity emerges from the void. It's unlike anything the Reaper has ever encountered before. Its nature is utterly incomprehensible, its essence elusive and enigmatic.

The Reaper, for the first time in its existence, is confounded. It can't categorize this newcomer, can't label it or understand its nature. The Reaper's eyes widen in disbelief and confusion.

"What... what are you..?" it whispers, its voice betraying a rare hint of perplexity.

I feel libarated, free like the the limitations of my existence has be dissolved into nothingness only that left is the true void itself. I'm back!!!! 

The Reaper, still reeling from me sudden emergence, can barely process my playful tone. It stares at me with a mix of bewilderment and frustration, its cold demeanor cracking for a moment.

"You..." the Reaper manages to utter, its voice filled with a hint of disbelief and irritation. "How can this be... how did you..."

It struggles to find words, its usually calm and reserved demeanor thrown off-balance by my unexpected return and seemingly nonchalant attitude.

I feel the weight of the Reaper's gaze upon me, its cold eyes filled with a mixture of disbelief and frustration. Despite its unpertzerűess, I can tell that this being is clearly rattled by my unexpected return.

I smirk, a playful grin playing at the corners of my lips.

"Oh, did you miss me?" I ask in a cheeky tone, my voice dripping with nonchalance

The Reaper's eyes narrow slightly, its cold demeanor faltering further as it struggles to comprehend the situation.

"Miss you?" it repeats, its voice betraying just a hint of irritation. "You are a problem that should've been eradicated. How did you... how are you here now?"

The Reaper's frustration is evident in its tone, a stark contrast to its usually emotionless expression. It clearly wasn't prepared for this unexpected development.

I chuckle softly at the Reaper's bewilderment, finding amusement in its confusion.

"Well," I respond, a smirk still playing on my lips, "I guess you can't get rid of me that easily."

The Reaper's eyes narrow even further, its irritation palpable. It clearly doesn't appreciate my lighthearted attitude.

"You should not have returned," it states firmly, regaining some of its composure. "You are an anomaly, an error in the cosmic order."

I smirk mencing and started to introduce myself, well how about I introduce myself, my name is Mona Fry and i am the Void beyond all.