A day like any other, a blissful day with a harmonious aura dancing about. The Colossaverse felt all too peaceful as the tides of countless oceans across its vast cosmos nearly were in sync for a few moments. The deities went about their daily routines as they always do. Unaware of any anomaly that could be occurring within the spatial walls of their great home of Combattiumn Prismo. Unbeknownst to them, and so many others that a certain deity was going through an aching pain. The world around them twisted and stirred as their mind was being forced to go blank. They fought with the inner pain with pure willpower and the might of their soul. Forcing the pain back as if it were nothing more than a heavy boulder forcing its way down a narrow pathway. Their yells could not be heard, their essence could not be felt, for it had become two foreign shells of its former self. The being began to split, despite winning in their efforts to force the pain back. Their body shook, cracking and stirring within itself as it broke apart. Forming into two masses as this noble being was now being forced out of our very existence. Only I could feel it, as it was apart of my curse after all. And only I knew about this for more than two days before signs of the event began to spur through the Colossaverse. A grand search began for the whereabouts of this missing deity. An entire century, wasted and gone as we come up with nothing. That day, the very fateful few days that followed, and the century that would be spent trying to solve it. They would all be labeled as the Death Voided Century.
I spent a lot of that time fighting depression deep within my own being. Fighting off my guilt with missions and distractions. Having the weight of knowing my friend would be disappearing, but being able to do NOTHING to stop it. I cursed the very name of Seightahn every waking chance I could get. My hatred towards him grew into phantasmal storm of disarray and blind rage. During these times, I had come to kill more than two thousand deities on my missions to Annihilate corrupt civilizations before the idiots can gain any traction. I became lost within my own misery, my guilt, my regret, and my hatred. The wrath he must be gaining from me is probably beyond belief. Even whilst knowing that, I could care less .. I wanted any out of everything that even resembled his malicious nature to be snuffed out of Omniverse. No mercy, no holding back, no villain left to AVAAAAAIILLLL!!!!
"Who... Who the fuck are... You??" A Fallen/Dog deity hybrid shouted.
He lied on his back, watching as my silhouette approached him. Behind me stood more than one hundred corpses from his corrupted empire. He was their leader, and their last man standing. They gained their power through oriating goods, pillaging other civilizations for their treasures, hostage situations for ransom and power over diplomatic affairs in neighboring empires. They've raped princesses, queens, and have trafficked all things possible including infant children with powerful concepts and essence levels. I had no, and I mean, NO sympathy for their kind.
So as he pleaded dingus life, I placed my hand on his mouth, placing a solid ball of Annihilation within, forcing it to be a dud until I was ready to use it.
"I am... Annihilation's Wrath in its purest form. And you are scum who deserves nothing less than being denied existence within the realm of souls."
His eyes shook with fear as he felt my essence begins to boil within his mouth.
"You... And this entire line of scum... BE~gone." I vanished as my bomb went off. It front his eternal organs until they became a boiling bowl of flesh that melting his bones and cells at a high rate. That would soon become a cascade of bodies flinging themselves into more bodies at speeds going beyond that of light. Bursting forth in a fiery nova of essence, blood, and the dust of charred bodies. I watched from afar, glaring at me handy work before flashing away. This sane kind of occurrence would come to pass several more times before I would finally be visited by someone who could actually qualm my rage and anguish. My innate sorrow!
"Tch, there isn't enough booze in the world to drown this OUT!!!" I threw a dozen liquor bottles at the furthest wall I could find. Disintegrating each one as they make contact. Tears of rage flowed down my face, thinking of ways I can further cope this time around. To my luck, another mission had been give to me by Zigerrott. He informed me it'd be the last time he gives me a mission for quite some time. For he was tasked with the responsibility of repelling a disastrous, foreign beast from the Versetian Omniverse. He would be partnered with one of the longest serving members of the Grand Council. His name is Baagerdier Nulliahd (Null•ee•odd), and he'll be commanding their mission.
As for me, my mission was yet another extermination mission. Something I had to beg the Big Four for, in regards to missions and tactical responsibilities. They all understood my grief, especially Lord Zenki. He has spent the last one hundred years desperately searching for where Shiishii might've disappeared to. But he, nor Morzick, not even Lady Gaia II could actually find any leads. So until they do, I will continue to massacre villains until i-
You shall not!
"What the- s-sister ZeeNanasa!?" ZeeArc stood up, surprised by my sudden burst into the lounge of Combattiumn's Annihilo-Sect.
"That's "BIG" sister to you, pal. Now what's all this business I'm hearing about you basically becoming a fuckinf mass genocidal, maniac? You taking Shiishii's place or somethin'!?" I stand before him, refusing to allow him any further steps.
"Tch, what's it to you!? I haven't seen you in three thousand years. Now you think you can just come barging in and telling me how to go about my job!?" ZeeArc placed his hand in my shoulder, preparing to push me out of his way.
"Oh nah, hontey. Go ahead and turn that ass right back around. This ain't about your job, it's the way you're going about it. This ain't about your coping, nor grief, it's about how you've chosen to deal with them. I've come here as your big sister finally, BECAUSE... you're finally in trouble, ZeeArc. You've finally hit a wall I thought you'd never hit." We stared into the eyes of the other, an awkward silence that was only broken my his attempt to keep walking.
"The, so you're just going to keep only killing the villains, eh? Is it because of... Seightahn?"
His eyes grew big, cartoonish even.
"H-How do you know about-
"I didn't. It was just a hunch. After all, he's always said my new 'light' is his greatest rival along with Shiishii himself. Our yourself already know who that new light is. Don't you?" I placed my hand on his shoulder, forcibly turning him around.
"Of course I do, it's... me."
I pulled him into me, hugging him for the first time in thousands of years. To be honest, I've missed him dearly. I've missed both him and ZeeShift so. Damn. MUCH. We both teared up as a result, especially ZeeArc. He had been holding it all in for over a hundred years straight. In that moment, I have a hidden signal to Zenki. He went along and finished the mission ZeeArc would've done if not for my interference.
"I need you to know, baby brother. Seightahn is the one who told father, mother, our sisters, and I about you. He informed us that you'd be coming, and that you'd possess the most potent and purest form of Annihilation to ever be seen. That you'd be my new light, one that rivals what ReighHeem represented as my best friend. Not my husband, and you filled that hole within that was left by his absence. It's the reason I'm here, Arcy... you're reminding me too much of myself, the gruesome part of my last after your brother-in-law died. It's one I wouldn't even allow those reading our history to know. Not even Seightahn. Was allowed to see it, and he's been trying for more than one million years now. So trust me, I know." Giving me the chance to collect my own thoughts. Nanasa gave me back my position as narrator.
I had never known my sister was a mass murderer. But unlike myself, I was informed in secret that she murdered good and evil alike. Any form of serial killer who thought their way of things was righteous, or if it was just bloodlust. Neither seemed to matter to her, she was basically a Death Goddess. But those actions would come to be punished due to too many lives falling. She was restricted for many millennia, something that could've happened to me if I kept insisting on taking on missions to subdue or slay villains and scum. We of Annihilo-Sect are supposed to eliminate extremists on both ends, good and bad. We are support beams for Life, Strife, and Death. But here I am, besmirching that, and Shiishii's name as the second generation of such a role.
"Mhm, so now that you know all of this about me, ZeeArc... What do you think?" ZeeNanasa sat down, summoning a bottle of Gaia Tears: Peace Edition. They were made by Lady Gaia II and the line of booze is even better than her mother's variant.
"I think you've done well to move past that darkness. But to believe I was the sole reason, I'm stunned. Especially since now... you're the one here, present in my life to act as my light. A light not even ZeeShift could take the place of in his efforts to snap me out of it. ApologizIng to him is going to be a bit awkward." I rubbed the back of head a bit as I chuckled.
"Hmph, good, I'm glad I could actually be of help here. I'm sure you'd do the same for me, baby brother." ZeeNanasa states.
She stood up, approaching me as she finishes her glass of liquor. She grabbed me by my head, mushed my face into her breast, then gave me a kiss full of precious essence. Transferring it from the top of my head, down to the soles of my feet.
"It's always good to see ya, squirt." She walked past me, vanishing into the space around us as her voice echoes within my mind and the room around me.
"I love you, ZeeArc."
"Heh, I love you too, sis!" I smiled as a few more years raced down my face. In truth, I didn't want her to go, I didn't want her to leave me here. But I know, I must handle this myself, and complete this chapter of my life without fail. Plus... I already have ZeeShift with me, and that's all I'll ever need. I had kater come to find out that he was visited by big sis, ZeeNasia during her official visit to the first Colossaverse. She needed to inform the leaders of the first Colossaverse of something dire, but had just enough time to come and see us. Except, I wasn't there, and she could deduce what was occurring. She knew who would come for me, and how it would all play out. Heh, my family is fucking amazing, aren't they?
Nearly none hundred years would flash by, all of it was spent redeeming myself for my past atrocities. By then, a new wave of children started to be conceived and birthed into our Omniverse. During these times, I actually got invited to Gahwardia to witness the both of a very particular Gahwardian. And not just any particular Gahwardian, he was none other than the youngest son of the five sons of Morzick. Though, a little secret I was allowed to learn thanks to ZeeNanasa vouching for me. The five sons of Morzick all have twin sisters that Kimito, their mother, has given birth to. Yes, that very same Kimito who is now the queen of the Wolf Deities. On that day, she brought to our verse, Morpheus and Mortessa Malecivone-Bon Senkozen. The youngest siblings of eleven in total.
"Wow... Look at you two new youngest children, Morzick. Aren't they just precious, dear?" Lady Kimito presented their two children to Morzick. Rising from her bed as her body lights up like a star. She immediately changed her clothes and conjured up new ones. Bathing herself off using essence before styling her hair. She dawned a beautiful, pink and powder blue kimono with a white obi at the center. Wooden sandels adorned her feet as she landed before us all. Mortessa in her arms whilst Morpheus sat within Morzick's.
Hmph, who do you think will win this time, Kimito?" Morzick asked, wearing a cheeky smile as to imply he won the last round of whatever they're talking about.
"Hmph, well... We're tied at two and two... So it can truly go either way, dear." Kimito replied.
"Uuuhh... What're the two of you talking about?" I asked in curiosity.
"Heh, the two of us always split the twins up. She takes the goddesses, and I take the gods. We always compete to see who can raise the child they took better than the other. Childish, yes... but it has helped us produce eight wonderful children up until now. Though... Personal affairs can, and will change who they are. As seen with Haydes and Shiishii." Morzick explained.
"Ah... Now it makes sense on why I never met any of the goddesses. I'm stationed here and they live in an entirely different Colossaverse." I rubbed the back of my head as I processed such a strange custom. But I cannot deny the heroes they have raised if I go by what I've seen from Shiishii and the others. Even Haydes was quite the heroic deity before the incident that would divide him from us. Now... We have Morpheus who will be missing two of his elder siblings as he grows up. But luckily, Shiishii's destined, one thousand you absence is almost complete. Destiny dictates that he shall return without fail.
As that day would eventually approach, I got to sit back and watch Morpheus grow alongside Kishin, Vashjai, and their cousin, Ebon D'Daiki-Bon Senkozen. He is the fourth child of Lady Shiitania, and her husband, Supreme warden of the Gahwardian prisons. Gereoff F. The Brave-Senkozen. We mighty, young deities of royal lineage watched as the sweet little tyke that always used his essence to assist others. Became a young god(YG) whose ego knows no bounds. He snuck out with every chance he could get, using his gifted essence levels and skills to outfox his elder brothers many times over. By the time he was ten, he learned to use other's essence and energy against them. Using Vashjai's own essence to create a goop that would trap the guy in his room for days. Man... The ass whooping he gave that kid afterwards. Tuh, couldn't be me bruuuuh!
His mischievous side was fueled by his Birthright, Mayhem. He was just as loyal to his concepts as they were to him. Obeying the law of their workings and mimicking then as a method to gain higher affinity for them. He treats them as if they're deities as well, deities that sit right beside him at all times. It was a peculiar way of going about it, honestly. One that would eventually calm over the next few years as he enrolls into school. By then, the little guy was even visiting me and the crew back at our Annihilo-Sect base. He likes to visit his elder cousin, Ebon and I. Which was always a delight, because by the time this guy hit his teens, he was spitting image of Shiishii. Even his naturally essence tattoos were similar to Shiishii's own. And if that weren't connection enough, he's been training with Gaia his entire life, reading the martial arts handbooks written by Shiishii and Kishin. These two things would contribute to us finding out that he is the second generation of the Strife Deity. Meaning, he was the missing link for Gaia and Shiishii.
"Heh, it's been fifteen years since you were born, kid. And in these fifteen years, I've watched you grow into quite the fine young deity in place of your eldest brother. Now with that being said, I've also come to learn of the halves your brother split into. And the growing force that will bring those two together. You'd have already started your year at D-Drag Academy by then, huh?" I asked, taking a nice gulp from my bottle of Gaia's River-Rum.
"Yep, but I gotta tell ya, big brother ZeeArc. Nothing will make me miss the predicted spot and day of his revival. NOTHING!" His glare grew serious as he crushed his can of soda until it evaporated like a liquid.
"Good, I wouldn't want you to miss it whatsoever."
A few days would pass by since that moment, taking us to a special day where several deities were summoned to the lost barren sector of the First Colossaverse. All summoned by the essence of Shiishii, essence that would come back to us upon the day that his two halves finally met and stayed near one another for once. That chance happening led to their recruitment into a certain group. Led by a certain aspect, an aspect belonging to Haydes. He plots his next move in hopes of using his brother's two halves. Starting yet another war with the wife of my best friend, Amiyama herself. And with the mistakes made during such an event, a blackened light for to dawn itself upon our illustrious Omniverse once more...
"HAHAHAAAA!!!"
"Oh hell yeah!!"
"He's here!!!"
"My hubby's back!!"
"Indeed his is. The death to my life!"
"Yeah... Welcome back to the Omniverse, brother Shii."
"AaahROOOOOOOOOO!!!!! I call for...
STRIIIIIIIIIIFFE!!!"