Chapter 1: Prologue

Unknown Planet

 

Paleness proliferated a soldier’s facial exterior that stood in an army of nearly 100,000 at the far end towards the east of the army. An individual in white garments bleeding constantly from his  orifices stood on the opposing end of the army at nearly 600M exerting an aura that screamed killing intent yet a frightening calmness pervaded his character, easily this could cause fear in the hearts of man.   A face of panic overcame the soldier in scene as his gaze shifted to the white robed silhouette, ragged and hoarse breathing was noticeable towards those that stood within his radius. Thoughts of death could not abdicate from the mind and seconds as these feelings came and went, the man in the white raised his left arm following a swing downwards which created an air pressure that scarred the battlefield eventually leading an absolute massacre of the army. Body parts flew across the battlefield as corpses laid amongst each other and a scenery of crimson artistically drew the battlefield in beauty and destruction which was thereafter accompanied by a sudden shower of cries of heaven. It gave birth to something unfathomable, something the average human mind could not comprehend at first glance. Soon after, an aura of death occupied the atmosphere to contribute a solemn mood.

There within the domain of death was the pale soldier on his back gazing towards the weeping clouds with nearly every single bone shattered numbing any pain he ought to feel yet never came. There was nothing to feel because a surmount of death drilled deep in his soul, twas the Grim Reaper’s scythe now clung onto his neck. He was unwilling, he did not wish to die like this, he still needed to accomplish greatness in this lifetime and that was to awaken as a [CINTH]. A being of extraordinary power that could achieve feats no man could such as the adversary they had just encountered. The man that caused the massacre was what the world called a [CINTH]. A [CINTH] was someone who has surpassed the boundaries of ‘mortal’ enabling them to achieve superhuman feats.  A [CINTH’S] abilities lie in:

• Mind
• Soul
• Body
• Sense
• Spirit
• Heart

All these are means to be a [CINTH] as a person can fall into any of these categories which represents where their power comes from and how they can exert their strength.

One would question why even mere mortals would attempt to contend against such otherworldly beings but the answer simply was that they were cannon fodder, ants meant to bite and irritate a lion that was being pursued by a pack of hyenas. They were chess pieces for those who held absolute power and held the scale of life and death with which a single tilt determines their truest destiny. DEATH.

The aftermath reigned and a deathly silence occupied the battlefield and  there was the soldier lying on the mudded ground reminiscing over this Illusory power he could only gaze from afar yet never attain, he could only draw out an inward sigh somewhat overshadowed by his envy of being a [CINTH]. He knew death was imminent but no fear of death was detectable on his face and as such engraved the scenery of death he would lay witness one more time, hence what remained was the sound of rain hitting against the earth and corpses that laid over it which resounded in the deathly silence. His eyelids grew heavy and slowly began to close whilst simultaneously breathing grew thin until he finally perished right there with no friend, lover or family. A death worthy of one born in solitude, one who lived in darkness and one who was damned to be forever controlled. The name ‘None’ was a name that would forever be forgotten in history and not a single soul would learn of an insignificant person. That is what we call the Weak in front of the Strong.

 

The silhouette in white watched all this occur from above without a single shred of remorse moreover the bleeding continued to persist only to increase in quantity after the launch of his attack. He began to breathe heavily as a book spontaneously occupied his left hand. The book seemed aged having an ancient aura that surrounded its entirety more so from the silhouette’s grasp on the book, he was protective of it. He gazed at the book momentarily before diverting attention to the horizon as what would’ve been the sun setting in its glory was a mass of figures numbering to a thousand with an aura of murder directed to him. They were flying right in his direction and finally a grave expression overtook his calm countenance.

 

“Stop running Sioux”, shouted a man with golden tied hair, he wore golden and purple garments embroidered with images of the ‘Blue Crane’ creature exuding the air of nobility. He had fair facial features but his purple irises spoke intellect and no demur. A voice relayed which represented urgency and amount of importance he has placed on the man in white named ‘Sioux’.

 

“Sioux you cannot keep running, no matter how far you run we will always be able to find you, no?”  At the head of the thousand-man army was a woman in a snow-white dress engraved with the wings of a peacock, her voice was but a tune sung from the angles of heaven but in the ears of Sioux was the call of the devil inviting him to hell. She was extremely beautiful exuding a mature charm with her long black braided cascading hair, glimmering white star irises which was enclosed by the blackness of the rest of her oculars, her sharp eyebrows harmonized with her very unique features, her soft red lips were concave in the form of a mischievous smile. Her tan-like silky smooth skin was eye-catching as well even in the mass of thousands of figures.

 

Sioux kept a gaze on them and remained stationary without a hint of movement being enacted from him but the book began to glow in an azure luminance and finally Sioux uttered slowly,

“Book of E.N.D:

5^th Chapter: Nil”. Nil was an ability able to tap into the past, present or future and enable the user to recall any point in time in his current present but was limited depending on the user’s power. At this point Sioux used this ability on himself to tap into a point in time within a different timeline in the present and search for a version of himself which hadn’t sustained injuries. Considering that timelines are infinite the ability Nil was successful and Sioux was able to heal the wounds but he was drained of ‘Nu’. Nu was a [CINTH’S] energy. Theoretically Sioux should’ve been able to find a version of himself that was at its peak and was full of ‘Nu’ but was unable to because Sioux was currently suffering from an attack that was specifically created to dampen his abilities to manipulate time at a profound level.

Its name:

“Oblivion’s Edge”

 

The women’s eyes brightened and the smile faded replaced with solemness. Her star gaze glowed beautifully reflectance of the stars above earth.

“E.N.D, Sioux you truly were different from us. Even able to harness the power of E.N.D, well that’s to be expected considering you have even grasped Beginning and compiled them into something you always were,

An ‘Observer’.”

The words she said towards Sioux were true and in her statement she conveyed her respect and amazement she had for him. In response to Sioux’s move, she lifted her index and middle fingers, pointing them to the middle of her forehead before muttering under her breathe,

 “Oblivion’s Edge: Star Eclipse”

 

The literal Sun on the horizon suddenly halted and stopped in its tracks, finally it began to compress into a spherical glowing orb and then drew closer to the women from the empty void outside at speeds surpassing even light. Moments later the orb landed in her palm and amazingly everything within her radius and even the planet remained intact. Darkness ensued the scenery with the orb in her palm being the only source of light on the planet but even in such conditions people like them could see perfectly normal.

 

 

Sioux’s Book of E.N.D was already in motion and seeing this woman bring forth an energy that rivalled his own. A self-decrepit smile was the only response

“You are quite amazing yourself ‘Viola’, even comprehending Oblivion’s Edge. That is something to be proud, I guess that was why you betrayed me. The Final Chess piece is E.N.D indeed, that would be the only reason you could betray me. To achieve Transcendence, you would go so far, how ambitious. And you ‘Ne-Ion’, quite surprising to see you here and the rest of the Nexus Elites.”

He remarked in a deep voice yet without a hint of anger, only understanding.

 

Viola, the women called out by Sioux frowned ever so slightly but no response came from her indicating the truth relayed by Sioux. The man in golden garments ‘Ne-Ion’ gazed at Sioux with caution, his eyebrows knitting so tightly which conveyed the number of thoughts that brushed passed his mind.

“Sioux, stop this…., you can’t defeat us. Give up E.N.D and Beginning and perhaps we might leave your corpse intact”, said Ne-Ion moments after his train of thoughts came to a close. Ne-Ion’s body was doused by extreme coldness reaching absolute zero temperatures which Sioux felt from afar. The many figures behind Ne-Ion and Viola spoke in different volumes to contribute to Ne-Ion’s comment,

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“Give Up Lord Sioux, Your Time has come to an end”, one stated in an aged voice.

“Lord Sioux, E.N.D and Beginning will serve a greater purpose in our Nexus’s hand”, another voiced out in a ridicule tongue.

“Sovereign Axiom, let it go. E.N.D and Beginning have no meaning when it comes to your life”, a scholarly young voice echoed from the crowd which seemingly tried to advice Sioux.

 

“So that is all you seek. Your jealousy and aspirations of greater power have even led you down this path ,Ne-Ion”, said Sioux in a very sorrowful tone whilst his head shook from side to side. He then relayed after regaining his composure , “But Viola and the rest of you Nexus seem to have forgotten why I’m regarded as the Observer.”, Sioux uttered coldly turning a deaf ear to the cries and pleas before outstretching both arms as two book began to float in front of him.

“Book of E.N.D:

^1st Chapter: Singularity

Book of Beginning:

5^th Chapter: Neuronitis”

 

“ Shit!!!!” , Ne-Ion exclaimed loudly.

“ SIOUX , YOU……….!!!” Viola followed up in the same tone as her eyes widened with disbelief.

The Nexus elite began to panic wildly, insults, threats were thrown towards Sioux for his madness.

“LORD SIOUX, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!!!!”, the aged voice shouted louder than Ne-Ion.

“YOU………YOU………DAMNED AXIOM’S”, the one who ridiculed Sioux earlier had now a face spelled ‘fear’ on it.

“Damn who……. Wo…. uld’ve known chasing……. the Tethering Emperor would lead to death, his just like what those old fools had said about him, Crazy”, the scholarly young man stated in a shivering voice.

 

“You want E.N.D and Beginning, Keep. Dreaming. And now DIEE!!!!!” , Sioux  responded to their reactions and the power he exerted eclipsed the whole planet and even stretching forth towards the void outside the planet. All time , space and laws that govern the universe collapsed in this space , it was like a window being shattered by an incredible force and the orb that inhabited Viola’s hand dissipated as well. Ne-Ion’s absolute zero coldness similarly faded into nothingness. Escape was inevitable as Sioux unleashed, his true prowess and an azure glowing object occupied the center between Viola, Ne-Ion, the Nexus Elites and Sioux. The ethereal object became more corporal as it underwent nuclear fusion with its energy that grew infinitely proportional to its mass and gravity which mimicked the nucleus one would observe in an atom yet size was not identical. Moments later it detonated ……………..

 

“Return to Finality”

 

That was Sioux’s final words, Viola’s eyes were still glimmering in their brilliance before she closed both her eyes resigning to her fate as the explosion occurred, decimating everything in its path and obliterating the planet they were in even stretching out so far as to turn the solar system into dust. What remained in the solar system seemed like a dark, empty patch in Universe. Its gravitational force soo powerful that time distorted and light bent. The embodiment of what defied physics. The Black Hole.

Nobody knew what happened to the characters that fought on this day but it shook the 5 realms and would be regarded as a legend among tales.

 

 

 

In Another Solar System, Planet Axiom

 

Amidst the chaos stood a black silhouette dawned in black garments engraved with runic inscriptions exerting an ardor of coldness, his black cascading hair contrasted with the deep blue azure irises which glowed in brilliance. His figure was situated on a lush green hill which was nearly unobservable through the naked eye and his cold gaze oversaw this carnage from Axiom planet and unto Sioux’s sacrifice but he did not react and only recorded these events in a large antiquity book, his speed relatively ample with no haste present whatsoever. His deep azure eyes constantly alternated between the book and the battlefield to which he witnessed the final moments of Sioux’s sacrifice and birth of the Black hole. When Sioux unleashed ’Return to Finality’ which this black silhouette took note of, his actions halted indefinitely and finally a soft sigh escaped his vocals indicating the pity he had on Sioux. No reaction was seen on his face and merely an emotionless expression took its place which brought forth an air of experience, seemingly one of a man who has seen countless death and yonder. With that conclusion his azure eyes suddenly dimmed and turned black reverting to their prime state. A [CINTH] he was.

 

” Sioux’s Records of Axiom, how powerful. I wonder in who’s hands this scripture will land in and how this mysterious person will be able to harness its power. A destiny and fate will change, will they become a saint to rid all evil or become the embodiment of carnage to wreak havoc in the 5 realms? Or perhaps use this power to surpass that ‘Boundary’. How exciting, so many variables can come into play. The future indeed will be interesting”

A calm wind swept the vicinity and the runic inscriptions on his garments lit up in silence and finally he disappeared into the grapevine. No one knew him, no one knew he existed, he was a legend amongst tales, a keeper of the secrets and one who seeks nothing but to remain an “Observer”, a reader with no aspirations of intervening in the world.

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