To the Outerversal Morphons, the idea of the Instrunt of the Beyonder was sothing that held together their core beliefs.
Even the Heretical Morphons who did not want to risk the end of the galos Beyond on a single being also held that core belief.
Of his identity as a pure Outerversal Morphon spoken about by the Great Beyonder.
To be talked about differently by another- for him to even be called the reincarnation of the Origin Sacred Primal galonian…this offended every ounce of belief of the Outerversal Morphons as Outerversal Authority chaotically surged about the entire Pantheon of Umbra.
It seed as if a giant beast that had laid dormant this entire ti was waking.
Towards the center of the Pantheon of Umbra, the visage of the Instrunt of the Beyonder lay protected by the Observer of Old and Young along with the Great Mother whose tentacles radiated a livid light at this mont.
The Great Wheel was watching their grandiose statures with a stern expression as he steadily began to rise to the stellar black skies of the Pantheon of Umbra, his voice booming out.
|On this day, we see the Instrunt of the Beyonder wage war against a Palace of the Expanse by himself- against those stemming from Matter without so much as doubt or hesitation. He fights for us until he is maliciously labeled with nas as I ask you all…why are we not fighting beside him? Where is our support to the Instrunt of the Beyonder?!|
…!
Such a resonant intent bood out far and wide, crossing the tall valleys of the Pantheon of Umbra and the sordid mountain that hid millions of Outerversal Morphons.
He asked, where was their support of the Instrunt of the Beyonder?
And before they could even answer, the Great Wheel continued.
|We have played back and forth with those stemming from Matter, inserting our tendrils into their Omniverses and simply biding our ti and lying in wait. I say enough is enough. To support the campaign of the Instrunt of the Beyonder, I will use every ounce of force I have gathered in the galos Ynnere and begin a campaign against the very roots of the beings that dare to blasphe the grandeur of the Instrunt of the Beyonder! Who shall move with ?!|
It was a booming intent that was followed by a stark silence.
But an instant later…
|OOOOH!|
|OOOOH!|
|WUUU!|
Horrifying bellows and shrills of Outerversal Morphons from the depths of the worst nightmares bood out, Outerversal Authority whipping about the Pantheon of Umbra and beginning to spill out like an endless sea.
Out there, there were many beings who would make a move based on their own ideals.
At this mont, so opportunistic beings moved to ignite a war.
A single opportunistic being moved to ignite a galos War!
In the depths of the Pantheon of Umbra, the livid tentacles of the Great Mother watched all of this while she stared at the body of Ozymandias brimming with silent power.
How she wished she could at least aid him within that Blancverse where he currently faced multiple Pioneers of Existence and over a hundred Existence Severing Palace Masters!
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In the dazzling cluster of power that represented the Immovable Sacred Palace of the Expanse.
As the shocking declaration from Palance Master Antiope spread out, it had different implications for many beings.
In die distance, Pioneer Heracles had an ashen gaze as he affird this as well, the reality that the Origin Sacred Primal galonian and the Instrunt of the Beyonder being the sa person…ca with too many heavy implications!
One was that their efforts had failed.
They had done all they could to call upon the weavings of that place to take away this being, and yet a part of him still remained and even ca to take revenge today!
The other was that sohow, three of the terrifying Calamities to appear in the future were connected.
And the reason that nothing changed even after everything they had done…ant that these Calamites would still unfold in the future!
|Ah…| At this point, the eyes of Pioneer Heracles blood with dim radiance as he thought of sothing.
One of the reasons for the heavy conflicts between the Origin Sacred Primal galonian and other forces in the Expanse that caused such a widespread war and destruction was because he was hunted by all of these groups for his lineage.
For his blood.
What followed after that was a sequence of events that only led to wars and cataclysm!
He tried to rember.
Where…had the identity of the Origin Sacred Primal galonian first identified that caused many Palaces of the Expanse to chase after him?
…!
A tinge of pain crossed through his head at this question as he found…that he couldn't rember.
Their weavings of existence were scrambled with so lost when they crossed Frequencies of Existence to arrive here, and he seed to have this lost mory as his gaze only beca more ashen when he thought of it!
His blue eyes reflected their endless allure within as he found himself asking.
|Was it…us?|
…!
Beside him, the maddened Pioneer shining with white wings, Pioneer Lightsun gazing towards him with confusion as he wondered what he could be mumbling about in a situation such as this!
'Heracles, is it true? What is the history between you three and this being? Is he truly the Origin Sacred Primal galonian?!'
The voice of Pioneer Lightsun bood in his mind as Heracles didn't answer.
He found himself dazed while questioning…whether they were actually the initiators of a terrifying future.
The Calamity that was the Infiniverse Dowager, Origin Sacred Primal galonian, and the Instrunt of the Beyonder…were they actually the root cause for the progression of events that led to all this?!
But they only moved and made the choices they made due to these Calamities themselves!
|...|
Uncertainty circled around his weavings of existence as he didn't know how to think about this, but he found himself questioning many things.
He found himself thinking about the Calamities he heard of or saw from a distance.
The Calamity that was the Nine Pointed Star!
The Calamity that was the Great Usurper!
The Calamity that was the Queen of Matter!
All of them…would not be connected in so way, right?
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