Chapter 2: The Conqueror's Entry

  Scene 1: Emergence from Oblivion’s Rest

  The galaxy stretched endlessly before Eternal, a vision of his might. Sitting upon his throne of nothingness within Oblivion’s Rest, he had already conquered Heaven, destroyed gods, and re-shaped reality itself. He was a being unmatched—until now. Yet, even in his solitude, there remained an insatiable hunger for more. The restless void surrounding him was soothing, but it could never fully quench his desire for control. For creation.

  Lunara, his radiant goddess of stars, leaned in beside him, her eyes sparkling with admiration for the peaceful universe they had built. Selipha, the fierce warrior of darkness and his lover, was just as quiet, her sharp eyes scanning the infinite space beyond.

  The silence between them was peaceful, almost serene. But as always, Eternal knew that peace could not last. He stood slowly, stretching his limbs, his body radiating power.

  Eternal (voice soft but filled with authority): "It’s time we step outside. Let's see the universe we’ve conquered, my queens."

  Lunara (with a soft smile): "Your realm is magnificent, my love. But I, too, feel the pull of the stars beyond."

  Selipha (her tone fierce): "Let's see what lies beyond. There are still many worlds to bend to your will."

  The three of them emerged from Oblivion's Rest, stepping into the vast void of space. It was no longer a matter of power—it was a matter of presence. Each movement of Eternal rippled through the cosmos, a god among galaxies.

  The stars before them twinkled, their light a reflection of their master's might. There were worlds, untold civilizations, life bursting with potential, all now at his mercy. As Eternal gazed at the planets below, his heart stirred. These were his worlds now. He ruled them all.

  But as he admired his empire, a disturbance stirred in the sky above. A sudden rift, glowing with unnatural energy, began to form, splitting the fabric of space itself. From this rift stepped a figure, towering and imposing. XXza, a being from another dimension, was sent to eliminate Eternal. He emanated a dark aura, a force of chaos and destruction.

  XXza (voice booming, full of authority): "Eternal! You’ve conquered the heavens, but you will not hold this universe. I am sent to end your reign. This is your final warning."

  Eternal (with a cruel smile, his voice low but filled with power): "You dare challenge me? How pitiful. But come, let’s see if you are worthy of your mission."

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  Scene 2: The Battle

  XXza didn’t wait for an answer. With a blinding speed, he charged toward Eternal, the air around him distorting as he swung a massive, jagged sword of pure energy. Eternal didn’t flinch. He raised his hand, and with a single motion, the ground beneath him shattered, sending waves of destruction outward.

  Eternal (calmly): "You are a fool to think you can stop me. I am the beginning and the end. I am everything."

  The sword clashed with Eternal's weapon, Oblivion’s Wrath, a blade forged from the deepest recesses of the universe itself. The two powers collided in a blinding explosion, their shockwaves shattering nearby asteroids into dust.

  For a moment, XXza pressed forward, using his brute strength to try and overpower Eternal. But the god before him was no mere mortal. Eternal moved with ease, his power so overwhelming that it bent time and space itself. Each swing of his blade sent shockwaves through reality. His every strike was calculated, a deliberate effort to annihilate.

  Eternal (voice filled with cold disdain): "You are strong, but strength alone will not save you. I’ve fought gods who were far superior to you. You stand no chance."

  With a brutal slash, Eternal cut XXza’s blade in half, the energy dissipating into nothingness. XXza staggered back, barely managing to hold onto his form. A look of fear crossed his face. He had never encountered a being like this.

  XXza (gritting his teeth): "You... You think you can defeat me so easily? I am more than just a warrior. I was sent by Zairos himself!"

  Eternal (voice growing colder): "Zairos? Another fool who believes he can stop me. Your death will be a message."

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  With a single gesture, Eternal extended his hand, manipulating the fabric of reality around XXza. The sky above twisted and folded into itself as Eternal’s reality-bending powers erupted. XXza was caught in a vortex of time and space, pulled and twisted until his body began to crumble under the pressure. The assassin’s body cracked, his form shattered like fragile glass. Within moments, he was on his knees, gasping for air.

  Eternal (voice cold and merciless): "I’m tired of this charade. I’ll show you how a true god ends your pathetic existence."

  A final strike from Oblivion’s Wrath sent XXza to the ground, his body burning into nothingness, a mere trace of energy left behind. Eternal stood over him, his aura pulsing with victory.

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  Scene 3: The Torture Begins

  Lunara and Selipha stepped forward, their eyes gleaming with excitement. But Eternal stopped them with a simple gesture. He was not finished.

  Eternal (looking down at the barely conscious XXza): "Take him. You know what to do."

  Without a word, Lunara and Selipha grasped XXza’s limp form and transported him through the rift they created, casting him into a dark, prison-like space. This was no ordinary torture chamber. It was a space where the laws of reality were twisted beyond recognition. Eternal had created it specifically for moments like this—when a being dared to defy him.

  Selipha (cold and merciless): "You will scream, beg for mercy, but none will come. Not in this place."

  Lunara (with a sinister smile): "Tell us who sent you... or suffer beyond eternity."

  The space around XXza shifted and distorted as time stretched infinitely. He screamed in agony as the environment altered around him, causing unimaginable pain. But the two women, both servants of Eternal, knew how to extract the truth from their enemies.

  After a long, torturous sequence of events, XXza, broken and desperate, finally spoke.

  XXza (weak, his voice trembling): "Zairos... he sent me. He feared you... feared what you’ve become."

  Eternal (whispering to himself, his eyes burning with fury): "Zairos... this will be your end as well."

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  Scene 4: The Final Words

  Eternal (turning to Lunara and Selipha): "Let him rot here. He has served his purpose. We have much more to do."

  As the two women left, Eternal stood alone in the endless void, staring down at the tortured form of XXza. A slow smile spread across his face.

  Eternal (to himself): "This universe... is just another stepping stone. Zairos will regret underestimating me."

  With a final gesture, Eternal turned, his figure disappearing into the vastness of space, followed by Lunara and Selipha, who were eager for what was to come.

  Scene 5: The Rift Opens

  XXza's screams echoed faintly, even as his body twitched in the dark. His mind was broken, spirit shattered. But Eternal had no more use for him.

  Raising his hand, Eternal summoned a swirling black void—a sphere of pure anti-existence, pulsing with the energy of oblivion. It spun and roared, as if hungry for its next victim.

  Eternal (calmly): "You've served your purpose, assassin."

  Just as the void began to close around XXza’s shattered form, Eternal’s hand shot forward, slicing off a piece of the creature's flesh with a tendril of condensed willpower. The assassin cried out one last time before being devoured by the void, erased from all of reality.

  Eternal held the flesh, feeling it pulse with dimensional energy—an echo of the world XXza came from. His eyes narrowed as he focused, feeding the sample to the sentient essence of Oblivion.

  Eternal (low, cold): "Show me… the place that dared send a weapon against me."

  The battle axe, Oblivion, responded immediately. Red veins pulsed across its blade as it absorbed the energy. The weapon vibrated violently in his hand, distorting the air around them, and then—it happened.

  A dimensional rift split the cosmos open. A vast, dark tunnel tore through reality itself, lined with red and blue arcs of raw cosmic lightning. On the other side, a new universe pulsed with foreign energy.

  Eternal (eyes glowing, his voice rising into a powerful roar):

  "This is the beginning of the end—ZAIROS!"

  The rift widened as Eternal roared with fury, his voice echoing across galaxies. He held Oblivion to his chest for a moment, the blade humming in resonance.

  Eternal (quietly, with rare intimacy):

  "You never fail me, my friend. Thank you."

  Oblivion pulsed once in acknowledgment.

  Turning to Lunara and Selipha, who stood behind him with eager anticipation, Eternal’s expression became cold again—but with the fire of purpose.

  Eternal:

  "It’s time… to conquer."

  Without hesitation, Eternal stepped into the rift. The light from it bathed him in celestial shadows as his wives followed, their forms vanishing into the swirling energy.

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  Scene 6: In the Realm of Zairos

  Across the multiverse, within the grand throne world of Zairos, a shift was felt—like a sun dying in silence.

  The palace, carved from time itself, trembled. Zairos, supreme being of this dimension, stood at the heart of it, his gaze dark and contemplative. His advisor, Zaxx, appeared beside him in a flash of gold.

  Zairos (stern, focused):

  "Did you feel it? Something has entered our domain… something vast."

  Zaxx:

  "Yes, my lord. It is unlike anything we have ever recorded. A power that suffocates all light… all order."

  Zairos looked beyond his halls, beyond even reality, sensing Eternal’s approach like a looming storm.

  Zairos:

  "He’s here."

  Across the dimension, entire planets paused. Mortal kings, gods, demigods—even primordial forces—turned their eyes to the great disturbance. The 13 gods who served under Zairos felt it too. They gathered in silence, all knowing that something older, darker, and more dominant than even their own creator had arrived.

  Zairos, though composed, clenched his fists.

  Zairos:

  "Zaxx… Send word to the Cherubim. Have them greet him."

  Zaxx bowed with a knowing look.

  Zaxx:

  "As you command. Shall I prepare the gates of Para?"

  Zairos (quietly, as if thinking aloud):

  "Yes. Let us meet him… on neutral ground. If there's a chance to avoid war, it must happen there."

  He looked to the skies above, where the stars trembled.

  Zairos (darkly):

  "But I doubt peace is what he seeks."