Suddenly, the Commander's body twisted—becoming a void-fused behemoth, bristling with mechanical tendrils, dark matter armor, and the screaming faces of those consumed by Void-tech. "YOU CANNOT WIN!" he bellowed. "THE VOID IS ETERNAL!!!"
Climax: Lupus vs Void Commander
Lupus remembered one day when he woke up sick his wife Ashley informed him that Talus was there. Talus walked in with his hands in the pockets of his sweater and smiled as he walked by Ashley. "Is Lupus upstairs?" Ashley smiled and said: "Yeah but go easy on him, he's really sick, we're really lucky that all of the kids are out of the house this weekend, all 24 of them." Talus smiled and walked upstairs. Lupus growled: "What do you want?" Talus laughed, "I wanted to spar, but I guess that's not gonna happen. Its amazing you're training to become God but you can't even get over a common cold." Lupus became angry: "YOU RAT!! WHEN I GET BETTER I'LL DESTROY YOU AND THEN I'LL BECOME THE GOD OF THIS WORLD!" After this Lupus began to hack something fierce. Talus began to get nervous and put his hands up: "Whoah, whoah, man take it easy I'm just pushing your buttons a little that's all…" Talus sat down in a chair, "If I'm being honest I didn't just come down to spare I came here to ask you about woman advice." Lupus gasped: "Why are you wasting your time with worthless nonsense like that? I always tell my sons that dating is for the weak." Talus laughed and began to scratch the back of his head: "Yeah, yeah, normally I'd agree with you but it's being forced upon me." Talus looked down, "Demi wants to get married, Pinky already agreed to a divorce based on this, Demi for her part, she knows we can't have sex, I'm an asexual organism after all, but she wants to do it, you've been married for a little while now you have 24 kids after all with your flood flowing through them." Lupus crossed his arms: "To tell you the truth I'm thinking of adopting a few more Ashley the rest of them come from my blood but maybe one of the new adopted children won't be an ingrate if the rest of the ones with my blood flowing through their veins turn out to be a waste." Talus laughed: "Charming as always. Anyway I was wondering what I should do."
Lupus was in shock and said quietly to himself: "Talus…" And then he shook his head: "Just get married, why draw out this shit. For the love of god get it over with so we can focus on getting stronger." Talus smiled, "You know when you're right, you're right." Ashley walked in: "You boys want some Pizza?" Talus began to salivate: "You know I almost forgot to eat today." Lupus almost forced a smile.
Back in the present, Lupus took a deep breath. Lupus cracked his knuckles. "You wanna talk about eternal?" He closed his eyes. Took a breath. And let it all go. "FULL ASCENSION MODE: LUPUS FORM DIVINE – GOLDEN STAR HOWL!!!" Wings of starlight erupted from his back. His third eye opened—pure fire. Every muscle became wrapped in divine glyphs. His tail glowed with radiant inscriptions. The battlefield shook as his howl tore the clouds apart. He darted forward. The Void Commander swiped, but Lupus vanished mid-air and reappeared behind him—elbow deep into the void core of his chest. "You violated the one law of the Spirit Realms…" Lupus whispered. "Don't touch my friends." FINAL TECHNIQUE: FIST OF THE GOLDEN STAR!!! A singularity exploded outward. Time fractured. Light vanished. Then— Silence.
The fortress collapsed in on itself. The Void Commander disintegrated into stardust. But it was only the beginning, before they knew it more federation soldiers arrived. They had a long way to go. And they were at war with the Federation now, god knows for how long.
2,500 years in the future, Hermes the Holy Prophet of God's words we're being recounted by the scholars of God's eternal law. They recounted the story of when Ungar came to the Holy Prophet (may God bless her with eternal peace and bestow upon her 1,000 honors); the ahadith (report) goes as follows it was moments before the speech by the Holy Prophet ﷺ before a great battle:
(Ahadith) Report: "One day, while we were sitting with the Messenger of God Alāhā or Shen ﷺ, a man suddenly appeared. His clothes were dazzling white, his hair was intensely black. There were no signs of travel on him, yet none of us knew him. He said to the Prophet: "Peace be upon you. I would like to know if the Prophet knows the meaning of my dream." The Prophet replied: "What was your dream?" The man replied: "I dreamt that in a single breath I saw a thousand truths, Muhammad and Ali walked alongside the Buddha and Jesus in the world of light." The Prophet raised her hands to the sky: "This is surely an auspicious statement: It means you know the meaning of God's light and the way of the esoterics." The man smiled and walked closer to the Holy Prophet. He came and sat directly in front of the Prophet ﷺ (Salawahesawllaum-Letuku Zaiten), placing his knees against the Prophet's knees and resting his hands on her thighs. Then he asked: "O Messenger of the Nus, Hermes, tell me about Iman (Faith)." The Prophet replied: "Iman is to testify that there is no god but God (and idols are worthless and worthy of Iblis and the Demiurge alone) and that Hermes is the Messenger of God, and the seal of prophethood for this cycle, to establish prayer, to give charity to the poor, to fast, and to perform pilgrimages if you are able." The man said: "You have spoken the truth." We were amazed — he asks, then confirms the answer. Then he asked: "Tell me about faith (iman)." The Prophet ﷺ said: "It is to believe in Allah (Shen) or God, His eternal and bountiful angels, His books, His messengers, his Kings, Head Priests and Ministers, all of His Prophets in This World (May God sanctify them all) the Last Day, the New Worlds that will arrive upon the Last Day, and the Divine Decree — both its good and its bad." Then he asked about ihsan (spiritual excellence), and then about the Day of Judgment, and the signs before its coming. After he left, the Prophet turned to us and said: "Ungar, do you know who that was?" I replied: "Even I do not know the being must be from another realm beyond my body of 600,000 Universes" She said: "That was Jibril, the Angel. He came to teach you your religion and to make sure you were upon the right path."
Lupus replied: "Oh Messenger of God - the Lord of the Angels and the Worlds - what world was this Jibril sent from?" Hermes thought of how she could answer a question, what world could she say so Lupus and some of the others could understand.
Hermes laughed, which puzzled everyone, and the Prophet (May God shine upon her) said: "From the one who sits upon the Throne and who we are simple creatures of."
قلعہ خود پر منہدم ہوگیا۔ خلاء کا کمانڈر ستاروں کی گرد میں تحلیل ہوگیا۔ مگر یہ تو محض آغاز تھا۔ ابھی وہ سنبھل بھی نہ پائے تھے کہ مزید وفاقی فوجی آ پہنچے۔ اُن کا سفر طویل تھا۔ اور اب وہ وفاق سے برسرِ جنگ تھے — خدا ہی جانے کب تک۔
۲۵۰۰ سال بعد، حضرت ہرمس (علیہ السلام)، جو اللہ کی طرف سے بھیجی گئی مقدس نبی تھیں، کے اقوال کو خدائی قانون کے علما بیان کر رہے تھے۔ وہ اُس قصے کو دہرا رہے تھے جب انگار، نبی محترمہ (اللہ اُن پر ہزار مرتبہ رحمت نازل کرے) کے پاس آئے۔ حدیث یوں بیان کی گئی:
حدیث: "ایک دن ہم اللہ کے رسول، الآہا یا شین ﷺ کے ساتھ بیٹھے تھے کہ اچانک ایک شخص ظاہر ہوا۔ اس کے کپڑے نہایت سفید، اور بال سیاہ و گہرے تھے۔ اُس پر سفر کے کوئی آثار نہیں تھے، اور ہم میں سے کوئی اُسے پہچانتا نہ تھا۔ اُس نے کہا: 'السلام علیکم، اے نبی، کیا آپ میرے خواب کی تعبیر جانتے ہیں؟' نبی نے فرمایا: 'تم نے خواب میں کیا دیکھا؟' اُس نے جواب دیا: 'میں نے ایک سانس میں ہزار سچائیاں دیکھیں، محمد اور علی، بدھ اور عیسیٰ کے ساتھ نور کی دنیا میں چل رہے تھے۔'
نبی نے آسمان کی طرف ہاتھ اٹھائے اور فرمایا: 'یہ ایک مبارک کلمہ ہے۔ اس کا مطلب ہے کہ تُو خدا کے نور اور باطن کے راستے کو پہچانتا ہے۔' وہ شخص مسکرایا اور نبی کے قریب آیا۔ اُس نے نبی ﷺ کے سامنے بیٹھ کر اپنے گھٹنے اُن کے گھٹنوں سے لگائے اور ہاتھ اُن کی رانوں پر رکھ دیے۔ پھر اُس نے پوچھا:
'اے پیغامبرِ نُص، ہرمس، مجھے ایمان کے بارے میں بتائیے۔' نبی ﷺ نے فرمایا:
'ایمان یہ ہے کہ گواہی دی جائے کہ کوئی معبود نہیں مگر خدا، اور تمام بت باطل اور ابلیس و دیمیورج کے لائق ہیں، اور یہ کہ ہرمس اللہ کی رسول ہے اور اس دور کی خاتم النبیین ہے، نماز قائم کرنا، غربا کو خیرات دینا، روزہ رکھنا، اور استطاعت ہو تو حج ادا کرنا۔'
اُس شخص نے کہا: 'آپ نے سچ فرمایا۔' ہم حیران ہوئے — وہ پوچھتا ہے، پھر تصدیق کرتا ہے۔
پھر اُس نے پوچھا: 'ایمان کیا ہے؟' نبی ﷺ نے فرمایا:
'ایمان یہ ہے کہ اللہ (شین)، اُس کے فرشتے، اس کی کتابیں، اُس کے رسول، اُس کے بادشاہ، رئیس پادری، وزیر، اور تمام انبیاء پر ایمان لانا — خدا اُن سب کو مقدس کرے — یومِ آخرت، اُس کے بعد آنے والی نئی دنیائیں، اور تقدیر — اُس کی بھلی اور بری — پر ایمان رکھنا۔'
پھر اُس نے احسان، قیامت اور اُس سے پہلے کی علامات کے بارے میں پوچھا۔ جب وہ چلا گیا تو نبی نے ہم سے فرمایا: 'اے انگار، جانتے ہو وہ کون تھا؟' میں نے عرض کیا: 'نہیں، شاید وہ کسی ایسی جہت سے تھا جو میری چھ لاکھ کائناتی ہستیوں سے بھی پرے ہے۔'
نبی ﷺ نے فرمایا: 'وہ جبرائیل تھا۔ وہ آیا تاکہ تمہیں تمہارا دین سکھا سکے اور تمہیں صحیح راستے پر رکھے۔'
لُوپس نے عرض کیا: 'اے اللہ کی نبی — فرشتوں اور جہانوں کے رب کی نبی — یہ جبرائیل کس عالم سے آیا تھا؟'
ہرمس ہنس پڑیں، جس پر سب حیران ہوئے۔ پھر نبی ﷺ نے فرمایا: 'وہ اُس ذات کے حضور سے آیا، جو عرش پر براجمان ہے، اور ہم سب محض اُس کی مخلوق ہیں۔'
要塞は自ら崩れ落ちた.虚無の司令官は星の塵へと分解された.しかし,それは始まりに過ぎなかった.気づけば,さらなる連邦兵が到着していた.彼らの道のりは果てしなく,そして今や彼らは連邦と戦争状態にあった.いつまで続くかは,神のみぞ知る.
2,500年後,神の聖なる預言者ヘルメスの言葉が,神の永遠の法の学者たちによって語り継がれていた.彼らは,ウンガーが聖なる預言者（彼女に永遠の平安と千の栄誉を）に訪れた話を語った.伝承（ハディース）は次のように伝えられている:
ハディース（伝承）:
「ある日,私たちがアラーまたはシェン ﷺ の神の使徒と座っていた時,突然一人の男が現れた.彼の衣服はまばゆいほど白く,髪は真っ黒だった.旅の痕跡はなかったが,我々の誰も彼を知らなかった.彼は預言者に言った:『平安あれ.預言者よ,私の夢の意味をご存じでしょうか?』 預言者はお答えになった:『どんな夢を見たのですか?』 彼は言った:『私は一息の中で千の真理を見ました.ムハンマドとアリーがブッダとイエスと共に光の世界を歩いていました.』
預言者は天に向かって両手を上げて言った:『これは吉兆な言葉です.あなたは神の光と奥義の道を知っているのです.』 その男は微笑み,預言者に近づいた.そして彼は預言者の正面に座り,膝を預言者の膝に合わせ,手を彼女の腿の上に置いた.彼は尋ねた:
『ヌースの使徒よ,ヘルメスよ,信仰（イーマーン）について教えてください.』 預言者は答えた:
『信仰とは,神以外に神はおらず（偶像はイブリースとデミウルゴスにのみふさわしい）,ヘルメスがこの時代の神の使徒であり封印された預言者であると証言すること,礼拝を行い,貧しい者に施しを与え,断食し,可能なら巡礼をすることです.』
その男は言った:『あなたは真実を述べられました.』 私たちは驚いた——彼は尋ね,そして答えを確認するのです.
さらに彼は尋ねた:『信仰（イーマーン）とは?』 預言者 ﷺ は言われた:
『神（シェン）,その永遠にして慈愛に満ちた天使たち,その書,使徒,王,大祭司,大臣,この世界のすべての預言者（神が彼らすべてを神聖とせんことを）,終末の日,その後に訪れる新しい世界,そして神の定め——善であれ悪であれ——を信じることです.』
彼はその後,イフサーン（霊的卓越）,審判の日,そしてその前兆について尋ねた.彼が去った後,預言者は私たちに言われた:
『ウンガー,お前はあの者が誰だったかわかるか?』 私は答えた:『いいえ,私の六十万の宇宙的身体を超えた次元の存在でしょう.』
預言者 ﷺ は言った:『彼はジブリールだった.お前たちに宗教を教え,正しい道に導くために来たのだ.』
ルプスは言った:『神の使徒よ——天使と世界の主の使徒よ——そのジブリールはどの世界から来たのですか?』
ヘルメスは笑った——皆が戸惑う中で——預言者（神の光が彼女に照らされますように）は言われた:
『彼は玉座に座す御方の元から来た.我らは皆,その御方の被造物に過ぎぬのだ.』
After this was revealed to her the Holy Prophet revealed a verse: "Say to them (O' Prophet) he who denies a single word of their Lord denies everything that their Lord imparted upon them. Know that there is no excuse for ignorance." - Recitation from God. God's Holy Prophet walked before a crowd of space nomads and cried out as they cried out: "God is the greatest! Bless our Holy Prophet!! Bless God!! Send our enemies to Hellfire!!!" Hermes waited as the crowd screamed an excitement when it finally quieted it Hermes replied after a full minute of silence quietly:
"Comrades, the Ansar, Warriors of God… On the 30th of this month, the new government ordained by the true God that cast down the false edicts of the False Church of the Idolaters was formed. I and therefore, the entire Monotheist (Muwaḥḥidun) movement formed as a result of the fall of the Imperial Church of the Ecclesiastical Order… I believe that the prerequisites which I have and yourselves have been fighting for in the past year have been attained… The very reason for this war against the Polytheists and the worshippers of the Ego that has brought millions into the struggle out of bondage and self-imposed slavery has only begun. There are those whose minds have been warped by the Devils and therefore warped in the first place by themselves. And they continue to walk among those in this world.
…And I say this to you, many of you standing before me are no better than them, and you could fall into the same temptations if given the same opportunities, SO YOU ARE IN NEED OF GUIDANCE AND FEAR OF THE UNSEEN! So I say to the people…
The rich and poor, the people of the cities and the country, of the big and the small planets in this Cosmos, the educated and the knowing, and the ignorant… The task of politics is to just represent one faction of the people and their interests. But many in the past represent not the people at all, and they are traitors and their names are allotted to the lottery of the Hellfire, every one of them knows their crimes and knows their fate, yet they tell themselves: "It's okay God will forgive me for my transgressions upon myself and my people, how are they so deluded?". So rather the task of politics must be to overcome these divisions for a greater good and a brighter future. The average person thinks what is best for my children and my grandchildren. But I ask what is best for the next 100 years, the next 1,000 years, the next 10,000 years, what would be the mark of a great empire that transcends the ages."
The crowd and the warrior nomads roared with excitement. Ungar could be seen clapping in the crowd. So could Talus, Lupus, Imam al-Tayyib and the others. The speech was quite worldly but there was a sort of brevity to it.
"And we must be willing to fight for this mission. There is NO Substitute! O people! Do not wish to meet the enemy in battle, but when you do, stand firm and be patient. And know that Paradise lies under the shade of swords and the bullets of the Infidels and the Enemies of God. Do not kill women or children, nor old men, nor monks in their monasteries. Do not destroy the Idols of different peoples or their Idol Temples. Do not mutilate the dead. Do not burn trees or destroy buildings or churches unnecessarily. March forth in the name of God - Most High! Fight in the cause of God, but do not commit treachery or transgression. Do not kill the weak, honor any treaties we have with conquered peoples, do not hurt the children, or the elderly. Spread peace where you are able. O Master - Most High! These are the Idol Worshippers (The Peddlers of the Fallen Ones). They have come in arrogance and pride to oppose Your Messenger and deny Your Religion. O My Lord, send down Your help as You promised me! If this small band is destroyed, You will not be worshipped in this world ever again. The great eternal cycle of creation will begin somewhere else, somewhere in another world, with another race or collection of races, with another set of Proofs, with another doctrine, ideology, religion, politics, system of thinking to follow your guidance for this (Shari'ah-Way) will be extinguished - may God have mercy on us all. But I do not believe that will occur. Stand firm, O believers! For by the Nus (the Light), if you are patient and conscious of Him, even if the enemy comes at you in waves, your Lord will send down His angels to strengthen your hearts. Strike, but do not oppress. Fight, but never betray. And remember: God is with those who believe.
There was another long pause and this time the crowd went silent. Ungar leaned over towards Talus: "Its unbelievable just a year ago many of these people were ruffians and pimps, as far as these lot are concerned might as well be a god but I can hardly believe what our friend Hermes has done I had my doubts and I continue to have my doubts in God but never in her. She is clearly special. Even more so than that boy (Daniel) I met in the forest over a thousand years ago." Talus nodded, "It's incredible, something is guiding her, that much is for certain."
Hermes continued: "Would you stick your sword in the sand or the water or is the sword your very livelihood?! Is it not the source of your wealth, the way in which your children get fat from your livelihood?! And yet I see those among you who offer up your swords and burn them and destroy them and give them to God - like the Pagans who burn their money as offerings to their Gods in their temples - well know this - GOD HAS NO NEED OF YOUR TRINCKETS?! THEY ARE YOURS AND YOURS ALONE!"
An Ansar rose: "You are no Prophet, you accuse the Monotheists of Blasphemy. Hermes thought back for a moment of all the times she doubted herself. All of the trials she went through, how she wasn't completely sure of her mission. She thought of when her friend was killed, when Mira betrayed her, when they saved Talus from the Federation, sparring Lupus saving his empire, all those villains that through compassion she and others turned to the side of good. Everything that had happened before seemed like it was leading to this moment. Lupus stood up: "Shut your mouth you filthy Heathen! You fucking Apostate! Do you have any idea who you are speaking to?!" Hermes put her hand up to say: "It's okay my friend."
Hermes shot back: "THERE IS NO ONE IN THIS ROOM WHO CAN STAND AGAINST ME! All you wish to do is argue, you wish to say my fathers did this, and my grandfathers did this, your fathers and grandfathers are in Hell-Fire, what a terrible torment, what a terrible fate, and there is no escape… You're fathers and your mothers warned you of my coming, if you are angry at my words you had ample time to prepare for them… Fear the moment, for it is here… IN YOUR NIGHTMARES YOU SEE THE VOID AND YOU KNOW I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SAVE YOUR CHILDREN BESIDES GOD MOST HIGH - YET YOU DEFY ME?!
A mystic fell to his knees: "My Holy Prophet."
Hermes paused and then said: "We have been left with a terrible burden. Perhaps more than most, I was made for this reason, a person without a past, I did not know where I came from or have any memory or reason to believe I existed before an arbitrary moment to be written into this prophecy. But it isn't just myself, all of you have the mission of eternity. If our goal was to simply die on the battlefield, be raised to paradise, or wait till some final day at the end of the world that would occur 1,000 or 10,000 years from now this would be nothing. But we are here to pave the way for Eternity not in the next world but in this world, that is uncertain for us, how tragic what a paradox the commoners must live only 90 years while simultaneously living for the legacy of eternity in this world. If we were only men this would be a crushing responsibility. It would be too much to bear, we must ascend… I AM HERMES, MESSENGER OF GOD, SEAL OF PROPHETHOOD FOR THE NEXT 10 GENERATIONS, DOOR TO ETERNITY. The Hand of God be my witness in whose hand my soul lies in… I am the voice of the Outer World… the voice of the World of His Hidden Forms (Exalted-Be-He). I will lead you to PARADISE and our enemies cast into darkness we will be among the people of the Light!"
"In our hands alone!!!... lies the destiny of our people. In these hands! We will take this empire, this people, the followers of this God and transcend everything, our will is enough, we must make it so! FOR OUR GOD! FOR OUR PEOPLE! FOR ETERNITY!"
The older men went over some other sayings of the Holy Prophet including:
Hermes the Prophet said to a group of followers in the year 35 P.E. (Prophetic Era) the people of the Planet Yasalgia whom came to Hermes who was with Ungar and Lupus and said one thing firstly:
"Oh Messenger of God, we have accepted the true Godhead. Oh Excellent Prophet and Messenger (Rasul) of God!"
The Prophet said: Excellent. God gives glad tidings to you.
The Yalgasians then asked: "We accept but we only have one question. Where did all this come from? Where did the Universe come from? Where did the Heavens and all the different planets come from?"
Ungar said: "Fear God, don't ask such questions."
But the Holy Prophet responded: "No Ungar, I will tell them. God's Servant al-Haqq (The Tao) was above the water of the Cosmic Sea, the ocean of the Dreams and the Imaginal Realm. And above the Ocean Al-Haqq sat upon his throne as he was ordered by God - Most High. He told Al-Haqq "Create the Pen and the Book, and then tell the Angels to assist Al-Haqq in carrying Al-Haqq's throne (Al-Arsh). The Span between the earlobe and shoulder of an angel would take by foot a journey of 500 years, maybe even 700 years with the larger of these angels for a mortal being of your kind. The Body of the Angel as a whole is multiple infinities in size, it is much larger than "UMI," the endless world of Umi and to this there can be no doubt. God - Most High - created the abode of time, the abode of space-time, and then made it simultaneously true that time is an illusion and not real while being real to mortal-kind. Then God created the 4th, 5th and 6th dimensions and made the Dreams. God had already done all of these things but Al-Haqq did not know this. So God ordered Al-Haqq to do this. Al Haqq replied: "Yes."
And then God replied: "And make the endless dimensions outside the afterlife and the endless dimensions inside the hereafter." Al-Haqq said: "Yes." And then God said, "Make a partner for me, make an equal for me, make an equal and second God - so there are two Gods." Al-Haqq shook with tears but he obeyed and just before he was about to try God said: "My beloved servant, I weep for such a compassionate servant who attempts anything even that which is beyond his power for his Master." And then God created all that Al-Haqq had been ordered to create. God said: "I feel remorse. I feel like a bad father, why did I test you, it was wrong, it was not for ego, but this is irrelevant." And Al-Haqq dropped to his knees before the essence of a thing without form but whose voice boomed like the Cosmos. And Al-Haqq said: "Oh Creator, It was I who was at fault, I feared, but I should have known there was nothing to fear." And God said: "But I knew you would have feared and so you feared." From this point that thing became the thing (Cosmos) for which you speak. That is why. Because God - the Mighty and Exalted - deemed it so. If he so wished there would be nothing from our perception, and that… would be that."
There were several other reports including:
"The Prophet Hermes (peace be upon her - Sallawahheewasallum): said: "Those who are Hypocrites are hated by God - Most High, while those who are honest Idol Worshippers are forgiven by God - Most High."
The Prophet Hermes said: "The difference of opinion among the Companions is a mercy. And I for my part do not fear death. What I fear is a bad ending. And how can I feel secure when the religion (Al-Haqq) has been altered? For this world is a mere prison for the believer and a Paradise for the disbeliever."
The Messenger of God said: "Justice is putting everything in its proper place."
The Messenger Hermes said: "Help your brother, whether he is an oppressor or he is the oppressed."
And finally, the Messenger of God Hermes on the authority of Ungar, the Timeless One, said:
"A person is not punished except for the evil of his own self (Nafs/Ego) and he is not saved except by the goodness of his own self… There are countless ignorant and contemptible people who say: 'I am a good person, I do not hurt others and I pay my taxes." What a load of shit, may the buzzards spit upon them. Those are empty-words of the deluded. Who cares who is a good person, a good person stands by when tyranny takes place, not speaking up to destruction is akin to striking the innocent oneself. So you can be a good person, you can take that worthless mediocrity to your grave. Because there is very little difference between a good and a bad person. But there is all the difference in this Universe between those two former categories and a GREAT person. And a great person may become evil but this is a worthy risk. For all they say is, I am comfortable with the contemptible but there actions do not go beyond their tongues. I dislike errors, but I would dare not stand to defy such things. Truly a cowardly and lowly lot."
Ungar approached the old men. One of them said: "O Ungar, Is this what took place, is this what the Holy Messenger said?"
Chapter 10: Saving Talus, The Trials of Zing and the adventures of Doctor King.
The sky above the fortress roared with black lightning, the clouds churning like an angry sea of ash. Beneath them, the second great fortress of the Federation loomed—twice the size of the last, laced with rune-turrets, hypersigil cannons, and walls woven from reality-anchored alloys. As Lupus, Jetts, Ono, Ungar, and Arora approached the perimeter, a sudden blast of dark energy tore through the clouds like a war drum announcing doom. They barely had time to leap out of the way before the ground in front of them split apart. Three figures emerged from the smoke, dressed in layers of torn gothic coats, chained accessories, and dark eyeliner so thick it looked painted on with sorrow itself. Each one stood like a cracked statue—half-draped in shadow, half-sick with nihilism. Rain began to fall. None of them reacted to it.
Arora's eyes narrowed. "Jesus... we're already dealing with these knuckleheads." Scott Greer, having landed moments earlier with a sonic boom, scowled and folded his arms. "Who are these clowns?" "They're called Ini, Mini, and Mo," Arora muttered with audible distaste. "They're not just foot soldiers. They're part of the Cult of Qatash. But worse… they're also backed by a Federation contractor." Greer raised an eyebrow. "Wait. You mean the Federation—the one we're fighting, they're also helping the Void right. Man there's a lot going on here." Before she could answer, a shrill, hoarse voice echoed from above. "Bingo, bitch." A floating pod swung into view like a drunken starship, hovering with broken grace. Standing atop it was a pale-skinned woman with long white hair matted by sweat and storm. Her eyes were glassy, her breath sour with the scent of whiskey and something darker. She wore a faux-military coat over a pink nightgown, a flask in one hand, a Federation badge swinging lazily from her collar.
Ungar's body stiffened. "Masamale…" he growled. Lupus's golden eyes gleamed with curiosity. "You know her?" Ungar clenched his fists. "She works for the Demon King Qatash… but she's also a fully sanctioned Federation asset. Her power is trinitarial-versal. To kill her… I'd have to level three universes just to be sure she's dead." Lupus chuckled, unfazed. "Is that a fact?" The floating pod dipped forward as Masamale leaned over the edge, spilling half her drink. "INI! MINI! MO! GET OFF YOUR EMO ASSES AND SLAUGHTER THESE ASSHOLES ALREADY!! QATASH IS WATCHIN' AND I GOT A CONTRACT TO FULFILL!" Her words slurred, yet the venom in her voice was unmistakable. Below her, the trio stirred.
Ini stepped forward, hair soaking wet, arms crossed inside the sleeves of a shredded hoodie. "We don't care about winning," he said flatly. "Life is a static screen. Your souls? Just echoes. We're just here to turn down the volume. That's all we're here to do, you god-damn posers." Mini, twirling a ritual blade made of bone, snickered as he crouched low to the ground. "Killing you won't even feel good. But I guess that's the point. It's part of my pain." Mo spun her massive black scythe, tea cup balanced in her other hand, the steal rising despite the storm. "Nothing matters. So we fight. Then maybe, maybe, we'll feel something other than this endless void gnawing at the corners of our minds." Jetts raised an eyebrow. "What are you? A band of post-apocalyptic baristas? You guys need to lighten up." Ono, unimpressed, blew a strand of hair from her eyes. "They look like they're late for a Panic!" Masamale's laughter crackled through the air like broken glass in a blender. "OH Y'ALL GOT JOKES?! Good. Keep it funny while Ini rips your brain out through your aura and Mo paints his nails with your blood." She continued while pills and booze spilled from her mouth: "YOU GOT THAT YOU GOD-DAMN INGRATES!" Ungar stepped forward, his armor surging with spirit energy. "Why the hell is the Federation letting you operate with demon-aligned death cultists?"
Masamale raised her badge mockingly. "Direct clearance. Level Zeta-Dark. Special Ops. Qatash and the Federation share interests, dumbass. You think the Federation cares who builds the Void Engine as long as it runs? There's a profit in it you FUCKING IDIOT! Why don't you get a clue, bitch!!" The storm intensified. "Let the world fade," Ini whispered. Mini's blade whistled in the wind. "Begin the Emoclysm Ritual." Mo took a long sip of his tea, his eyes dead behind violet-tinted glasses. "Phase one… unleashing our depression." Dark sigils bloomed across the ground in a perfect triangle. Screams echoed from beneath the surface—spirits clawing to escape. Chains made of despair burst from the soil, wrapping the battlefield in their cold grip. The three goth warriors rose into the air, their bodies wrapped in black-and-purple energy, floating like prophets of apathy.
Arora summoned her celestial script, her hands glowing with Nebula glyphs. "Lupus! We need to break their synergy! They amplify each other's attacks through emotional feedback!" Lupus clenched his fists, divine glyphs forming across his chest. "Then we cut their connection. I'll go for Ini." Jetts activated her storm armor, lightning flickering across her skin. "Mini's mine. I've had enough of angsty boys with knives." Ono vanished into shadow, appearing behind Mo with a whisper of blades. "Let's see how you handle silence, poet." Masamale raised her flask in the background. "YEEEAAAHHHHH, SUCK IT, FREAKS!! THIS IS WHAT A FEDERATION CONTRACT LOOKS LIKE! WE'RE BRINGING THE PILL-STREAM BACK!!" Ungar leapt at Masamale's pod, punching through three solid layers of energy shielding. "Time to shut your mouth, you drunk witch!" But Masamale blinked out of existence the moment his punch landed. Her voice, now low and terrifying, echoed through reality itself. "If you break the treaty… if you touch me… then three universes burn, old man. You ready to wear that weight, warrior?" Ungar stopped mid-air. His non-existent heart beat once—slow and cold.
Masamale reappeared, now seated on a throne of floating skulls, sipping from her drink with regal amusement. "Smart move. Now sit back and enjoy the Emoclysm Requiem." Below, Lupus surged into Divine Starborn form, streaking across the sky like a burning comet. "I guess the treaty's broken, even if it kills nearly everyone here and wipes out all life, I will destroy you. What you will do will damn everyone to hell. I can't allow you to do that to those I care about," said Ungar. Masamale began to laugh, "YEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAYHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO YOU THINK I CARE, DO YOU THINK THERE'S ANYTHING I CARE LESS ABOUT?!" The ground began to shake. Ungar lept back: "There's too much power here. I don't know if I can destroy her." Her energy shot through the roof. She began exploding with energy and she powered up ten times and her power level kept rising. Lupus began to shake: "The tin man was right… this thing is a god-damn monster." And Masamale laughed: "That's right puppy, and guess what? This isn't even my final form bitch!!" She pushed both hands against her chest and then extended her arms outward screaming: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" It created a nuclear super nova when it was over, Masamale was standing there calm and collected, "Get ready to lose." Ungar for the first time in over 1,000 years felt real terror. He knew he couldn't be killed, but he also knew this would hurt a lot.
The sky bled fire.
Masamale's scream had cracked the atmosphere like a planet's shell splitting. The very concept of time inched backward for a moment, caught in the gravity of her awakening. The battlefield had become something else—something worse. A theater of ruin. Rain evaporated mid-air. Mountains melted into glass on the horizon. Even the light of distant stars seemed to flinch and dim. Floating above a crater of black glass and screaming soul-embers, Masamale now hovered in her "post-breath" state. Her nightgown had become a fractal robe of war-rune chains and liquified syllables, alive and writhing. Her bones glowed with forbidden equations; her eyes, now voids of burning pink. She exhaled once—and three nearby moons detonated from the pressure wave.
Lupus stood on a jagged cliff of twisted debris, panting, arms trembling. The power surging off Masamale was not natural. It was something wrong with existence itself. Even his Divine Starborn Form strained to endure it. Ungar stepped up beside him. There was no rage on his face this time. Only silence. "She's done it," he said. "She's activated Trinitarial-Versal Mode. She's merged her body, soul, and authorial will across three realities. She is more than a god now." Jetts staggered beside them, her armor cracked, hair frazzled. "So... what? We fight a god and three emo devils on the same damn day?"
Ono appeared behind them in a flicker of shadow, bleeding from her side. "Not to mention the Void Engine is probably heating up inside that fortress." Arora hovered above them, pages of Nebula scripture orbiting her like an armory of divine law. She stared at Masamale with dread—not fear, but that rare trembling awe that only ancient beings felt when staring at the wrong kind of divinity. "She's no longer just a drunk. She's... a heresy given mortal or rather immortal form. Damnit it all"
Below—Ini, Mini, and Mo continued the Emoclysm Ritual, their power feeding Masamale's madness. Chains of sorrow and metaphysical silence snaked through the air. A lotus of despair bloomed above them, each petal made from frozen regrets and shattered dreams. Mini began spinning, unleashing a flurry of bone daggers etched with self-hate. "Ego Death Spiral!" Jetts blocked one—but another pierced Lupus through the thigh. Mo chanted.
"Funeral Psalm: Eternal Drown."
A tide of pitch-black tears rose from the ground and crashed over the heroes like a tsunami. Lupus was submerged. Every memory, every failure, every missed hug, every broken promise crushed against his ribs like weights of lead. Ini appeared above him, hovering. "All of your strength... all of your friends... it doesn't matter." He raised a finger. A bullet of void-grief formed.
"Because you're just a cosmic animal pretending to matter."
BOOM!!
The grief-bullet exploded directly into Lupus's chest. He was flung backward, crashing through three debris towers. The last one collapsed onto him in a cloud of broken time-ash and shrapnel. Jetts screamed, "LUPUS!!" For a moment… nothing. Even Masamale paused, licking vodka off her thumb, amused. A broken silence. Then—movement. Rocks shifted. A bloodied hand punched upward from the rubble.
And then the King of the Ingrates rose. His golden aura had faded. His armor was cracked. Blood poured from his temple, his arm hung limp, and his third eye was half-closed. But his teeth… still clenched in defiance. Rain soaked his fur. The battlefield felt like the edge of death. Yet he stood. Lupus stared forward, his eye locking with Mo's dead gaze. And then, with blood trailing from his lip, he spoke—
"We will… not fall… so easily…"
The words came like a heartbeat in the storm. Not loud, not boastful—but true. A hush fell over the battlefield. Jetts dropped to one knee beside him, placing a hand on his back. "Damn right we won't." Ono came to his other side. "It's not over. You've been through worse." Ungar stood behind them, eyes flashing with grim resolve. "You still breathing, wolf?" Lupus wiped the blood from his mouth. "Just need... ten seconds. Then we burn the sky."