Chapter 17: Ch17 Thank you..me

Origin was trembling when he saw the whole screen in front of him.

Lana who was standing in front of him became a bit worried. First she got accepted as a disciple, than her master screamed in raga and now he almost looked like he would just collapse.

Origin breathed in deep and said to her "Go out for a moment, your master has to do something. Don't let anyone in."

Lana was still puzzeld but bowed anyway and said ' As you instruct, master"

Origin closed his eyes for a moment after Lana left.

"So you scam "system" what or who are you really? You have got the wrong person to do this sheningangs to. From whatever point you look at it.

A support system shouldn't able to give out gifts, to change the hosts thought process or just straight up lie. Also this thing here...had some nice memories."

As he spoke he threw a shadow into the air before clutching his fist. Obliterating this...Invader.

"And here I thought we could play some more.. I always  knew you do over analyze things too much. But I'm still puzzled, how did you get the idea."

Origin just clicked his tongue "Tzz, not even denying it. Well first of, the system who everybody has is not talking. It just gives out missions and you get a cultivation art or a skills for the reward. Who told you to make a whole shop.

The second point was something I could verify only now. Why would I get cultivation arts not for me but my disciples? Even bloodlines which they already had, just not awakend or better said.. not having met the standards to get them. It's because you very well know the mechanics of fate or maybe even the future?

The third and almost the last straw was this little thing in madame Grandals body. Why would it have memories of my disciples? It knew that Lana is a disciple of mine. No, a Lana which didn't exist here. I pressume those memories of me aren't even the "real" me, right?"

After his expoaition the world became a bit more silent.

"Maybe the words; You met hope when you stand on your last leg, really are real."

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Origin was a little bit shocked, why did that voice sound so familiar all of a sudden?

"I didn't think that the last Universe this Multiverse had would have a me with a brain even before the great obliteration. Hello our last self. Sadly because of your genius brain, I can't guide or talk too long anymore. Else we would be the reason to the end of everything."

Origin was thunderstuck. Sure as hell it was his voice! But what did "he" mean with the great obliteration?  Multiverse? What the hell was going on! Calm down, as time is running out he had to make the best of it. If "he" didn't lie to himself. He had the feeling that it was really him. He was the system everybody had!

"3 Points.

1. My, our, name was Master Origin. I was a Creation God who nearly broke the shackles of our cage called Multiverse. With that I doomed our very existence. Who would have thought that we are just a story or a game for beings on a higher plane of existence. A little more than a speck of dust.  

You can imagine it like this, the core of existence is the Higher Plane. Under it are several Multiverse with each of them having multiple Dimensions which inhabitants several Universe. Higher Plane -> Multiverse -> Dimension -> Universe. 

2. Because I broke a splitter of our cage the Higher Plane did send down beings called Firstborns, their only usage is to obliterate a Multiverse and everything in it. I don't know why thwy do that, neither do I want to understand. Just know that if you don't stop them, this Multiverse will cease to exist after this Dimension is destroyed too.

3. The system which I made is outside of the boundaries of the Multiverse. I don't know why but the Higher Plane couldn't pinpoint me. Maybe they just ignored me or thought I was dead. Sadly with my real will talking to you...they will know soon. I will get you access to everything I could save from the other Dimensions. You will still have to do missions ans train your disciples. I fear that if you got too much things not from here, they would just stop playing this and destroy this last bastion of defense. Use the system wisely!

Ugghh they know I'm still alive..an old friend is coming... I will lead them away from this dimension. I hope you can fulfill our dream of breaking free.."

Some memories flooded his brain after "his" voice stoped talking.

How "he" broke the shackles...a giant hand who came out of that tear....how it swept several galaxies away with no effort...the Firstborns who swarmed in in masses....the war who raged for millenials... the downfall of the first dimension...his escape to the second dimension...the repeating of things...how he made the system and implented it into the barrier of this dimension..and finally how he was happy to have found hope.

"Thank you..me... Who would have thought that we're just a past time event for someoke bigger. It seems I have to writte my own story from now on. Rwading can wait until I kicked some bastards back to where they belong to."

Origin felt anger, how could they just obliterate so many living beings! Just because someone wanted to break out of their little game? How narrow minded..