Chapter 85
Architect, god of Laws and Structures and Conjurarum, god of Magic appeared out of thin air on a completely destroyed world for their 'clean-up' duty.
The air was foul, the sky was hidden behind heavy, black clouds. There was no life, not even the hardiest of viruses had survived.
The atmosphere was saturated with a dark miasma.
"Did you feel it?" Conjurarum turned to the Architect behind their protective forcefield as they felt a disturbance in their fate connections...
"Yes. It is finally awakening." Architect nodded as his three compound eyes flashed with bright light, piercing through the vast space between dimensions, he observed Orbisia. He saw everything, the changed Stone's body, Lucifer on the ground, Jarka sitting nearby and unconscious Dafur.
"Are you sure it's a good idea?" Conjurarum
"No… But what choice do we have? Perditio is dead. Mortalitas accepted a challenge from a mortal and refused to join the battle alongside his whole family. The taint is spreading and the Big Guys are acting like lazy bums… " Architect replied, redirecting his attention, carefully examining the dead world with his three eyes.
"What about Them?" Conjurarum's pretty, androgynous face scrunched in a frown.
"They said it's our job to protect our Universe. Lazy bastards…"
"They are still partying?" Conjurarum raised the long eyebrows.
"Yes. Lazy bums… they created this place and now refuse to do anything else. I can't wait for Woo to return from his vacation."
"What about the Core? Does the Taint threaten it?"
"Ask Mortalitas. After his refusal, I appointed him the duty of taking care of it." the god of laws replied with a certain amount of self-satisfaction. "And to answer your other question; not yet, but it's only a matter of… ugh, can't believe I have to say it… time." He spat the word.
"What about Chronos and Eros?" Conjurarum asked about the god of time and goddess of space.
"Still taking turns in keeping the All-Bridge in check. They have no time to join the main battlefield."
Before Conjurarum could say anything else, a dark-red shadow leapt at the deity from a tear in the space. Conjurarum gracefully evaded with a well-timed teleportation, materialising him several kilometres away and swiftly cast a colourful ray of energy from his long index finger, but the colourful nature of the ray disguised its world-ending power.
The ray landed on the tainted godly Monster. Azure blood sprayed over the world from the deep gash, stunning it. However, the injury began to rapidly close.
Meanwhile, the Architect's three eyes glowed with the colour of magic as he read something.
"Conjurarum, magic can't kill it! Keep it down, I will seal it!"
Conjurarum nodded and raised his arms as if praying to the Sun. A net of pure magic, imbued with a sliver of the Law of Binding itself, slowly coalesced above the deity.
Then, as fast a light itself, the net enveloped the Monster,
Suddenly, what was left of the dead world split three times, the world itself morphed, 8 spikes formed, each spike connected to another with tendrils coming together to form bars with complex structure, it fell into place and solidified, creating a cuboidal prison.
The immense Monster roared, pouncing at the walls.
The two deities teleported outside and Architect grabbed a blacksmith hammer from his waist.
He hit the prison eight times on each side. A large amount of white Essence left him, enveloping the sphere.
"You good?" Conjurarum ported to Architect.
"Yes." The god frowned, his three long, white eyebrows frowned. "The Taint is spreading faster than I thought… The Entity has to grow faster."
"If we meddle with Orbisia's fate even more, Big Guys will notice it. They will separate that world from us and we will lose the ability to even check on him. Not to say what that would do to the Universum system." Conjurarum protested, raising his six hands.
"We doomed Orbisia the moment we sent the Entity there. We need it to unravel and decipher itself faster! So… Let's ask others. This decision cannot come from only me anyway." Architect offered a compromise, hoping the rest would agree. He missed Perditio very much so. Even though they always fought, they were good friends.
"Agreed." Conjurarum nodded.
They disappeared into the thin air again, leaving the imprisoned tainted Monster inside the cuboid.
The Sun exploded soon after, pushing the prison to a crack in space.
Nobody… Well, nobody alive knew, but the locals had called that world Earth. But when shit hit the fan, their only escape had been a time-space crack in the fabric of reality that sent them, surprisingly, into Orbisia's northern pole. From there they spread further, until they reached Dwarven and Elven lands. That had happened thousands of years before Stone awakened… Some could call it the origin of the Human Race as we know it.