Vile Rabbit-Chapter 68 - . advancing 2

"Ungrateful… so you can still think, and you aren’t fully sealed. Why would you reveal such a thing? What schemes are you planning? Why didn’t you speak to me directly?"

whispered the humanoid

figure on top of the staircase as he opened his golden eyes and gazed at the chained figure at the center of the column.

His voice was ancient and weak but was still powerful enough to erase countless realms from the universe.

The worm-like being also opened its shimmering red eyes.

He had also known what had happened; he gazed at the figure at the center of the column and spoke in a ancient and mellow tone,

"Yes. We are ungrateful, and for that, we are sorry—sorry more than you will ever know, but you left us no choice. no hope. no salvation…"

"Un-grate-ful."

Immediately after he spoke, an almost inaudible voice rang out from the column, the voice caused their wills to tremble slightly. The two eyes flickered; they had confirmed what they needed, and immediately their chests split open, splat! revealing their beating hearts,

BA-DUMP!

that floated from their chests to above the column and exploded,

Splat!

Blood from the hearts splattered on the stairs, the column started to pulse with greater energy, and the chains around the figure tightened.

The figures hearts regenerated, and their chests healed.

"What should we do about this new alpha path? Should we devour it?"

questioned the worm-like being, his voice much weaker than before.

"Nothing, we shall do nothing, and we can do nothing. That creature, like us, is destineless; its past, present, and future are untraceable.

We shouldn’t necessarily interfere with it, especially make it our enemies .

No matter if it’s no different from an insect now, for who knows what horror its future holds… Have you ever thought about the things we could do before… before that war, before the future and past were sealed? With one glance, we could instantly know the most likely things that would happen an eon of years in the future, and with the next glance, we knew what happened an eon of years in the past. Now, think what would happen if a creature grew to surpass us, into the future. Could such a creature…" replied the humanoid being, his voice also weak compared to before. (1 eon = 1 million years)

...

At the same time, the bell rang out. Somewhere within the ascended realm, a godly, beautiful female figure stood on top of what seemed to be a golden string that shot upwards,

"Alpha,"

she whispered in a hopeful tone as she transmitted an order from the ascension realm.

...

Somewhere else, a humanoid figure clad in what seemed to be neo armor, the armor’s legs shooting propulsion out and leaving a trail of smoke below him.

"If only I can study the corpse of an alpha,"

he muttered to himself, his voice laced with greed.

Situations like these occurred all over the ascension realm.

...

Outside the ascension realm some where in the universe, an ungodly monstrosity the size of a realm, its body horrifying and grotesque beyond comprehension; it was a walking embodiment of depravity, known as the depraved one, its body was in the form of millions of twisted tentacles and eyes.

If a creature below a certain level just glanced at it, it would die or worse.

It floated in the vacuum, right before it was a realm; its tentacles penetrated the realm barrier and sank into the realm core, perverting the entire realm.

As for the countless trillions of creatures that existed inside the realm, they were suffering horrors beyond their comprehension, horrors that not even death could erase from their memories.

Suddenly, the depraved one’s eyes flashed, then multiple voices, laced with insanity, rang out,

"Where are you, o pathfinder? Where? Where? Where? Where!?!"

as it shouted. Then its tentacles swayed around, and the vacuum started to twist and fold, then,

Crack!

Crack!

Shatter!

The entire realm before him collapsed and was destroyed along with its inhabitants.

This was the fate in store for the weak within the cold and dark universe , to experience incomprehensible horror, pain, and suffering, then die or worse, not die, perpetual suffering for untold years.

"Where? Where?"

The depraved one then vanished.

Countless more horrors like this, if not worse, lurk in the darkness, searching for a being, a creature, as per their god’s command.

...

Somewhere else, in the vacuum, five giant shimmering stars floated in a circle,

crack!

Suddenly, they broke open one by one, revealing five giant flaming beings that immediately shot off in an unknown direction.

Countless more creatures and civilizations pulsed with purpose; some went into hiding, some continued hiding, some ventured out with extreme killing intent, and some hoped for someone, a being, a creature to save them from their suffering, but unfortunately for them, there exists no such savior.

...

"Alpha, beta."

Apexion’s starry eyes flashed with clarity; he had received information about the ranks of paths, but something was off. His path didn’t fit into any of those categories; his path seemed to be higher, greater. His mind burned with countless ideas.

’I see,’

he muttered to himself, he then commanded his will to shift back to his body.

He reappeared in his body that was encased in a jet-black runic cocoon.

He felt his body undergoing an extreme evolution that would take hundreds of years, and he also felt slumber desperately calling out to him, beckoning him to close his starry eyes.

"No!"

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His will burned brightly as he denied slumber; he could not sleep now, for he had much to do.

His eyes flashed, and a barrier formed for concealment and defense around his cocoon.

Then his spirit started to devour spirit crystals while collapsing over and over again.

...

Inside his world, a lot of things had happened . One, there were now thousands of 10 km tall towers rotating around the world outside in the vacuum.

There had been a war between the few noble clans and the highbred. At first, no one stopped this war, not Alexandra, not Thallo, nor Iron Tooth, and even encouraged it, because in their eyes, war was necessary for progress, for culling out the weak, for creating stronger warriors for their master’s use.

Sometime in the war, the relatively kindhearted Malavan showed up and stopped the war.

Will this kindness with in him be the reason for his downfall within the cold and dark universe or will it be the reason for his ascension.

(Realm = galaxy or equivalent)