Nulls
Theta’s Null is the last of the Celestis Theọś, a race at the peak of technology capability.
Their species has long since evolved beyond physical and non-physical forms, but greed still persisted, leading to their civilization's collapse.
Overpopulation, scarcity, and social stratification were some of the problems they faced; This birthed immeasurable independent smaller nations within their territory.
Nulls, allied with the dominant nation Hierath-Longinus, Nulls offers a deal: he would end the war in exchange for his desires.
He designed the Covenant Of Theos (C.O.T.), a weapon capable of condensing all of Creation into a single fractal sphere.
For seven eternities, he wrecked his thinking part, trying to create the blueprint. Many of Theo's best scientists were resurrected to speed up the process. They lost their mind in the first eons.
For seven ages of void, he acquired the material needed for making the weapon. Countless omniverses were dismantled in the process.
For seven Maha Kalpa's he forcefully assembles the material. Molding it into the shape. Melting it with a temperature that rivaled the birth of both creations.
After countless eternities, a new Creation emerged, and life returned. On Earth, Karasu Pendragon, hailed as the Scientist of the Millennium.
Nulls, the Theọś' "Scientist of Eternity," had observed humanity for ages, in his eyes, none of them was smart. Karasu on the other hand? She's smart. Terrifyingly so.
Even for Theonic standard, for her age she's way above average.
Born in South Korea, she earned a Nobel Prize at 16 for groundbreaking quantum research.
She developed quantum technology surpassing conventional limits. 13-layer qubits, occupying 8,192 states.
Meanwhile, Null had crafted an artificial, omega-locked mini-Creation—an impossible feat even for his kind.
Now, Null watches, not out of fear, but a lack of entertainment. Karasu’s mind could understand reality—and for an entity who has known only boredom, she is the rarest of distractions.
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This story follows Nulls trying to protect the only thing that still interests him in all of creation, a brilliant but stubborn human scientist named Karasu Pendragon.
When an ancient cosmic entity from beyond known conventional creation targets Karasu for her extraordinary intellect.
An ancient cosmic monster—a remnant of the primordial chaos that existed long before even the Celestis Theos—slithers into existence, it fixates on Karasu.
This species, Rakhasesha as Nulls call them, feeds on temporal events, and in Karasu's ever-expanding intellect, it senses an unprecedented feast.
The Rakhasesha begins warping reality around her, sending fractal nightmares to stalk her dreams and twisting her experiments into dangerous anomalies.
Although Nulls didn't find them challenging to exterminate, they only saw them as pests. Karasu finds even the lowest of echelons to be a universal ending monster.
As Rakasesha gain more power, Nulls begins to feel something he thought he’d amputated long ago—fear. Not of the creature. He could erase them with a breath.
But fear of abandonment, what he might become if she left him. Fear of what he might become if she’s gone.
Because deep beneath his infinite mind and deadened heart, there’s a part of him still capable of change. And it’s fragile.
Karasu anchors it — her defiance, her genius, her refusal to worship him. She’s the one variable he didn’t design, the only presence in the cosmos that reminds him he hasn’t yet slipped into total apathy.
If he loses her, if the Rakhasesha takes her—or worse, if she chooses to walk away from him—he won't just destroy something.
He’ll revert.
Not into a god. Not into a weapon.
But into the silence between realities.
Into the thing he once fought against becoming. Into the reason the Celestis Theọś fell in the first place.
And in that void, no one will stop him not even himself.
