Aengus’ eyes narrowed as he observed the Originator’s essence reconstructing itself, reversing time as if death was never a possibility for such a being.
“He’s still not dead?”
“Impossible!” Raizel muttered, his voice laced with disbelief.
A disdainful “Hmph!” escaped the Originator’s lips.
“Argh…!”
That single snort alone crushed Gaia and Historia into a formless mush. Their divine bodies were torn apart, yet they did not die—trapped instead in an agonizing state of eternal suffering.
The pain was unlike anything they had ever endured. A suffering so pure, so absolute, that their very existence trembled under its weight.
Raizel clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms as he watched his companions in their miserable state.
The Originator, basking in their despair, let out a deep chuckle. His one glowing eye fixated on Aengus and Raizel with pure condescension.
“Nice try,” he mocked, stepping forward, his very presence distorting the blank domain. “Did you really think you could defeat me so easily? And that too, in my own space?”
His laughter echoed across the endless nothingness, shaking the very root of Blank Domain.
The next moment, Aengus’s body was destroyed once again.
As for Raizel, the Absolute Power of Voice had no effect on him.
As such, the Originator moved to crush him with physical force.
His massive palm landed on top of Raizel, wanting to crush him once and for all.
“Rumble!”
Just then, Aengus reappeared once again, blocking the attack with his own body to ensure Raizel’s safety.
Raizel was a card that he didn’t want to lose at this moment.
“How should we defeat it, Aengus?” Raizel asked from behind, feeling grateful for the save.
Aengus, feeling the impact on his arms and entire body, replied,
“Cast your Antimagic Domain once again Raizel. I don’t believe he cannot be killed.”
Raizel gritted his teeth, nodding. “Alright…”
His Antimagic Domain expanded once more, a formless black aura swallowing all mystical forces in the surrounding space. The very essence of magic, law, and divine authority vanished wherever his power touched.
The Originator’s one eye flickered, his massive palm still pressing down on Aengus.
“Pointless,” he sneered. “You already tried this trick once, and yet, here I stand.”
“Then, we will have try harder next!”
Aengus’ muscles surged, repelling the Originator backward.
Before the Originator could invoke another Absolute Power, a stronger Antimagic field was created, surrounding him.
Aengus took this chance and attacked the Originator with Aegis once again.
The Originator was once again destroyed, turning into particles.
“Let’s see whose patience lasts longer, Originator,” Aengus declared coldly.
From there, a repetitive cycle of battle began.
One moment, Aengus was dead. The next, it was the Originator.
In the midst of their clash, Raizel was saved countless times by Aengus in near-death moments.
But—
After hundreds of confrontations, a problem arose.
Raizel ran out of his unique energy. He couldn’t regenerate infinite energy like the Creation Gods, after all.
As such, Raizel, who had been an impeccable ally until now, fell.
He was erased completely, after a final goodbye.
“Farewell, My friend Aengus!”
Aengus stood helpless as Raizel’s body disintegrated into nothingness with a deep sorrow within his heart.
Raizel was not just an ally. He had been a potential true friend whose life had been incredibly difficult.
As an anomaly with access to Antimagic and unusual characteristics, he had been deemed a devil from birth by his own parents. He was called a cursed child, abandoned by his family, left alone in his darkest moments.
There was one person who had loved him, but she too was lost in an accident, never to be revived again.
He had grown stronger than anyone else in his universe, but he had no family, no loved ones—until he met Gaia and Historia. They becam his friends.
But now, they too were on the brink of death.
In the end, he never found any peace.
He was truly more miserable than Aengus was.
After listening to his story, Aengus felt deeply sympathetic, and a bond of friendship was about to be form between them. The friendship which he never had.
He had Power, family, subordinates, the whole of Creation, but one true friend is almost hard to come by at this stage.
Seeing that very person’s death right before his eyes made him furious. Extremely furious.
Seeing the smirk of satisfaction on the Originator—his fated enemy’s face—made his very being even more unstable.
He was trembling, his eyes burning with primal fury like a beast.
“Haha… Despair, Zytherion. That’s how it feels when you realize you are about to lose.
All those eons, all those reincarnations of struggle—
All for nothing in the end.
After your defeat, everyone will die, even the Creations inside your body.
They will just become resources for my body to grow.
You wanted to see me disappear, didn’t you, Zytherion? But see, I told you I would be victorious.
Because I am your Creator, Zytherion.
How can you ever hope to take my position?
Only I am Supreme… Hahahahahaha!”
Aengus’ head snapped up.
“Not like this… I can’t lose like this… You have to die… You can’t live…” Aengus muttered as if he had gone mad.
But he wasn’t mad. He just had just made the decision he should have taken long ago.
There was no time for hesitation.
It was time for Synthesis.
The Originator frowned, his smile fading as he sensed what Aengus was trying to do.
Panic struck him.
How could he forget this?
“Don’t do it, Zytherion. We could both cease to exist with that.” His voice was suddenly gentle, as if warning a child to stop his mischief.
Aengus sneered. “Not me, Originator. Only you. Because…
MY WILL IS UNPARALLELED!”
With that, Aengus’ body started to crack as if he was self-destructing.
But it wasn’t self-destruction.
It was complete Synthesis.
He activated Universal Synthesis, unleashing all of his infinite energy at once.
The Ultimate Skill Rune on his soul trembled violently, as if couldn’t stand such influx of Mana all at once.
The effect instantly spread throughout his entire being.
And then Eternal, blinding blue energy escaped from the cracks of his body.
At first, it was a faint glow.
Then, it grew, expanding across his entire form, it radiance spread every dimension, every corner of the Blank Domain.
“Bzzzzzzzz….”
His whole body pulsated, as if it could explode at any moment.
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