《The Dimensioner Codex: The Warrior's hymns》The Leptecotor
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Chapter 27
The Leptecotor
“I never thought you would have the courage Severus to kill your own sister.”
A man rose from the floor, he was wearing white from head to toe and was he also white, his hair and eyes too. He was a man of beauty and his body showed youngness, eternity. He walked forwards and the body of Serfera vanished.
“I will take care of her. She’s not dead.”
“Leptecotor, what do you want?” asked the King.
“Nothing. If you had been with me you would have had some more greater powers.”
“Really! And you still think you can turn me into annihilating my own realm.”
“Some people never change. I thought I could hear something sweet from your mouth before I killed you three.”
“Maybe not today.” said the Dimensioner.
The Dimensioner stepped from thin air. He came and stood in front of the Leptecotor, sealing his sight from the King. The Dimensioner moved his hands and the King, Colson and Leofin shifted to one side of the room without even moving. Now they were together and the floor had moved.
“I thought you were away Leptecotor.”
“Nice to see you again the Dimensioner.”
“Why do you need to come when you have other places to go? Serfera was safe there.”
“Oh her, she will live, you should join me.”
“In what, to destroy every multiverses, dimensions.”
“I am not here to talk to you.”
“We will see.”
“The day comes when all your friends die.”The King, Colson and Leofin started chocking. They dropped to the floor.
“But only those who die were born this time.”The King and the other two stood being normal.
The Dimensioner tried to speak but no voice came from his mouth. A voice was heard inside Dimensioner’s head, “The biggest power is of thought, the word crawls its way.”
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The voice was heard from the Dimensioner’s head, “The words are thoughts manifestations, the thought of a man is word to another.”
The Leptecotor said, “No one is the creator, nothing exists.” The surrounding of both the Dimensioner and the Leptecotor changed into blankness.
“Yes, but everything exists because I think it exists.” Everything returned to normal. For the King and the other two, it was as if nothing had happened.
“The Dimensioner you shall fall.”
The feet of the Dimensioner started sinking and the Dimensioner said, “Never have I risen then how shall it be, I to fall.” The dimensioner was where he was as before.
“This realm shall be for those who remains a success.” said the Leptecotor grinning.
“But it shall last for long, as it only for its beings, the home-people.” said the Dimensioner.
“Which is which, what is what, who is native, where is the home.” said the Leptecotor.
The home resides where a being’s mind is so, so does he become the native of such.” said the dimensioner.
“You think you are great, you hide before the weak.”
“I stand before the weak, I make them strong, I do not protect, I train them to protect.” said the Dimensioner.
The Leptecotor said, “You say you live but you are just an image.”
The dimensioner replied to this smiling, “Am I an image, is this reality, who is who to say what is what my well wisher.”
“The day comes when you die.” said the Leptecotor. The body of the dimensioner started fading away little by little.
The Dimensioner looked at the Leptecotor in the eyes, “Have I face many deaths, not afraid to die once more.” The form of Dimensioner hardened, he smiled as the Leptecotor who smiled back in return.
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“The dimensionlists shall fall because nothing existed at once and I declared a war, my friends there to support.”
“You think I think in meager ways, I am not a dimensionlist who existed before time. Out of this realm Leptecotor because this realm’s beings hail against you and your ways.” The Leptecotor was thrown away a little but he maintained his balance.
Leptecotor smiled but his eyes showed scorn, “Meet you at the realm of the creation of the creation where we will on even terms where you will be killed.”
This time nothing happened. The dimensioner stood there as he was without anything. The dimensioner said, “I do not maintain an army like you or the Leptors or the leptecotors or any dimensionlists, because the realm fights for itself and the beings are its defenders.”
The Leptecotor vanished in a flash. A voice was heard, “See you soon.”
The dimensioner smiled and said, “I always see you.”
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