The Room
Zenta devouring a piece of Vegetto amused Lucifer so much, his mood had improved significantly. “I’m not surprised…” There was no ill meaning behind those words. “Very few of mortal-kind are exposed to the internal workings of their worlds. And fewer than those are consciously aware of what lies beyond.”
As the cubes orbit around the fallen angel, Lucifer simply raised his right hand. A twirl of energy gathers above the palm, creating a flower beaming with life. A presentation done for Zenta since he was unable to see, physically, otherwise.
“All worlds follow the same mechanisms, albeit slight variations on varying degrees.” The flower beaming with life, withered away seconds after and turned into ash, as a new flower sprout from its essence. “Life begins, Death comes, and a new life [rebirth] arise. Some would say, it just how the way of the world operates. This cycle is just a natural phenomenon.”
Lucifer balled the flower with intense pressure, creating a small energy ball that resembles the universe. His eyes soften upon observation. “But I’ve discovered that this is but a fantasy. A carefully design mechanism to subjugate mortal-kind to the feet of deities.” He stares at the cubes of Vegetto. “To draw out the faith [power] from mortal kind to fuel their own desires and remain dominant and cast judgement to their governed worlds.”
The angel smiles like a devil. “Mortal kind seek answers to their existence, whether positive or negative, and from that, came the birth the age of demons, angels, and gods and other entities. In turn, these supernatural entities use those beliefs in various ways. Evil born when entities manipulated mortal kind that the others are “the enemy”, demonizing them and weakening their power. Arrogance rose. Conflicts are an eternal inevitably.” Lucifer sneered when Vegetto’s eye floated in front of his face. “Uncertainty grows when one is told that they lack a soul.” He let out a light chuckle.
Lucifer snapped his fingers as the energy ball disappeared into mere particles. “A vicious cycle where mortal-kind sprung forth this phenomenon; and in turn, deities will take advantage of mortal-kind, no matter how benevolent or malevolent.” He paused for a second. “And eventually, it will give rise to an entity that seek to become the strongest of them all—the one who claims mortal-kind to themselves and ushered the ultimate path for mortal-kind to follow.”
“An incarnation of myself rebelled against the supposed creator of that world, to end the vicious cycle, he thought, and install freedom within mortal-kind. But alas, was a temporary solution. As long as a single soul held strongly about these entities, they will always return. Let’s referred such concept as the mandala system. As long mortal-kind desires answers to their existence, entities will revive again and again, and cycle will continue.”
The angel raised a single finger. “This brings me to my central point… I killed the [distorted sounds] of my world and absorbed its essence. And from there, I realized how I can break the mandala system.” He paused and shrugged his shoulders. “Then, I ended up here and I lost Creator’s Essence before I did anything too significant.” He smiles. “But I do know that mortal-kind with Creator’s Essence, in theory, should be able to break any cycle."
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The Secret Door of Doctor Doom
“A new type of magic….” Detective Spawn was obviously skeptical about Bernkastel’s explanations. They were the same eyes that Detective Goku held when they spar a bit. But something is different… hers is far more apparent. Even the edge of her hair is turning white. “Right… it’s not surprising that some will gain new abilities in this world.” I need to watch her more carefully for now on out. “Nevertheless… using them as the passwords What a twisted fucker.” He agreed with Cayde that stepping in after hearing those names seems like a bad idea. “That Doom Coin is still in Metropolis, right?”
Spina caught Bernkastel staring at his direction. “Let’s keep going and find out.” He was secretly impressed with how Bernkastel somehow managed to find the answers to the passwords. He instinctively scratched the side of his neck, and then the shoulder where Zenta left his mark.
As Bara entered the room, and Spina followed, there were barely any lighting in the room, aside from small pockets on the corners in the room. Naturally, Spina held his hand up and created an energy ball to light up the room.
Immediately, Spina eyed at all the crystals that was riddled in the room. They were all over the place—coming in the walls, on the ground and even ceiling. Furthermore, it seems that there were plenty of items that seems heavily damaged.
“Looks like a battle occurred here…” Detective Spawn said. “Is this the place where you fought Doom?” The hellspawn noticed “humanoids” machines that were planted in the walls or the ground. Some were missing their missing their heads, torsos, etc. as they were scattered around. Most notable is the abundance of crystals shattering their armor. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the machines looked similar to that of the Doctor somewhat, but it was hard to hell because of their condition.
“No.” Spina looked around. “We fought him in a different place.”
The only thing that managed to stay perfectly intact was the supercomputer, and it was still functioning despite the battle that seems happen here. Though the quality of it, if attempt to play any video, will notably be low. There was a throne that facing the supercomputer, and held large crystals embedded into it. In additions of the machine bodies, there were artifacts lying around, including a weirdly shaped gun and orbs in a broken tube.
“Then what the hell happen here?” Detective Spawn asked.
“Let me answer that.” A voice came from the throne. It turned on and slowly turned. Once the throne faced the Breakers, there was a figure with crystals coming out of it. There was a slight paused as he looked around each individual. “Ah… the Breakers… hahaha.”
