《My power is actually really OP you know》28. God V2
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My power is actually really OP you know. I mean we joke around a lot, but at the end of the day, this entire situation is just an indefinitely abysmal dot in comparison. It is time to use just one percent of my true power.
As if
There is no way I'm doing something as crazy as that.
However what I'm about to do can be compared to that. It is the aftermath of a previous accident, the entire universe is still spiralling toward destruction, it is not as if my mistake is a one and done deal.
Even to this day, everything remains, forever as monument of my sin.
And if I call one of the aftermath here, thing would probably become worse. However, I do what I must. If the result is weighing the world against me, I would rather say fuck the world.
And here, right now, it is already happening.
Slowly, my paralyzed body moves. At first, I was content to let them do as they want because they literally have no answer to my retribution, however thing become clearer when I see what they were trying to give me.
It is just drug. LSD, Meth, Ectasy other recreational drug.
It doesn't hurt me, in contrast it is the opposite in fact.
That's it, they have cracked it.
Instead of hurting me, they filled my mind with enough drugs to make the dopamine wild. They won't even kill me with some peaceful method because they know I will go somewhere when I die. If things were allowed to continue on their course, I may not be able to get up again.
I see what the suit entity's goal was. He wanted my cooperation, however, if he can't have it, he would rather I stay out of his business, preferably forever. If I am kept drugged up forever, I will stay out forever.
That may not seem like a bad way to live, but I am powerful. How dare these microbe treat me like this?
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At least, that is what my brain was thinking.
When you start learning magic, the first thing you learn was that there was two kind of intelligence. The physical intelligence, and the transcendent intelligence.
The transcendent intelligence here is the soul, while the physical intelligence is the brain.
Your soul is sacred and is always clear. It can be affected by external force but not as much as the physical intelligence. Human's puny brain and all their need for dopamine, drugs, oxygen, blood and such and such like that are weak. Just by a change in chemical, the physical intelligence is affected while the transcendent intelligence won't. That is why the transcendent intelligence is considered superior.
At least I think that is what the Real Unk taught me. I really didn't care back then when he was teaching me, I only learned what I need.
However, the ability to separate my intelligence from the physical need is great. It allows me to circumstance my only weakness. I'm only weak to pleasure, pain will just ask for an unstoppable retribution from force my enemies can't even imagine.
Well, at least I hope there are no thing that can make my soul feel pleasure too. There are things called Succubus, I think I should avoid them, they are mystical too.
Anyway, what my transcendent intelligence is thinking is different from my physical intelligence.
My body move while my soul remains.
My physical mouth open, and make its first word in this world.
"Ah... Where am I?...
Just joking
This half-assed confused statement is what the creator will say isn't it?"
Introducing God V2.
150,000 years in the hypothetical future.
All of civilization has come to an end. Resistance was squashed by a superior existence, a superior intelligence.
The Great Leader was the one who sent the entire universe into a spiral of pain and despair. A superior existence, a perfect being that exists only to torment.
All of his actions were perfect, the entire universe is at the state it is due to him willing it. All of the universe has given up to his will. His actions were perfect, everything has meaning, everything leads to what he wanted, and what he wanted was pain.
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All of the future was determined. The Great Leader can see all of time and space, all of his actions were predetermined. The universe can't resist his being for he were created to do exactly what he is doing.
The entire timeline, all living beings were gathered and tortured. The Great Leader warps space so that all prisoners could see the face of their fellow sufferer. A unified misery. Everyone is trapped in their worst hell, while all other living beings in the universe can witness their pain and suffering.
It was an accident.
The creation of the Great Leader was an accident.
The entire universe was like a painting, and the Great Leader was a character drawn into the picture, whose creator says that
"The Great Leader is uber, more powerful than any living beings. The Great Leader can see all of space and time, the Great Leader can make the whole universe submit, all powers are within his hand, nothing, nothing can escape this inevitability."
And it just works.
To be honest, the pain and suffering doesn't matter.
Even the man who is crying bloody tear seeing his wife and children death, that man is not important.
Everything is not real.
Even the omnipotent Great Leader does not exist.
Like a character in a painting, the only place he has power is inside the painting. In this case, it is from a future that doesn't exist 150,000 years later.
Or does he.
The Great Leader is omnipotent, the great leader can see all of time and space, the great leader can make the entire universe submit, the great leader already conquered the entire universe.
Furthermore, he was in a hypothetical future. Furthermore, the thing he was supposed to embody in that hypothetical future was
'The Will of the creator'
His character was based on his creator. The scenario was that, in a hypothetical future, Ylin snapped and brought everyone down to Hyper Hell, yes, even the Devil himself too.
It is project God V2.
That is the most unreasonable existence ever.
Because the Great Leader can see all of time and space, and has power to travel back in time too, couldn't he see this situation? If he sees this situation, couldn't he simply go back and intervene?
Even though the Great Leader 'doesn't exist', the bridge between existence and non-existence is blurred.
Something jumps back in time.
But I didn't expect my own creation to give me lip though.
"Well, I am based on your own personality after all. Except I'm perfect."
Currently, I'm fine, better than fine in fact, my body is perfect.
Also, currently, we are already out of the ambulance, we aren't even in the same physical plane anymore, we are in a place where God V2 has just cooked up.
However, despite the fact that we are already out, the suit entity is still talking to an avatar of my creation in the other world thinking that that was actually me.
This is sad really. When I thought I met a serious guy, he just became toy for my lesser creation. How can he face me in all of my magnificence now?
However, there is also another problem.
Now that this guy is out, how do I get him back in?
All of my attempt to use my power end badly for the rest of the civilized world.
And more importantly, why is he still talking to the suit entity? Shouldn't he ice him already?
"I order you to end that being."
"You can't order me what to do. We are the same person after all, or at least I was based on you, except smarter and more beautiful, it would be silly."
Eh?
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