Severance of the Architect

Christopher Finishes up his triggering off effect before gazing past "now then I still have four moons to destroy it then…."

Having heard the EDF Report [the forces were destroyed by a silver giant that humans claimed to be God, it housed enough intelligence to focus down our crystals and as a result we had to retreat with humanity.]

He grins as a crack runs down his face. "though I'm surprise, I'm exhibiting these Tendenices." he floats silently, "the moon I should handle would be the second moon nearest to the First that on track to be destroyed."

He Ponder "now where are you? I'm curious to exert the force of Ether over your foul necrotic tissue." He forms it in his hand, a vicious Neon green sprawling viciously around like a gel of ectoplasm.

Sprawling and splitting before merging once more, he whips it out. It tears across the empty space. Dismantling even its perception, he seals it up. "Quite the Punch. It might be my New Favorite other than shadow."

Floating quietly towards his target, well experimenting with Ether An opposition ot Aether, those two oppositions of the spectrum both having them.

Purpose Ether for just anatomical destruction Aether for biologically dismantling and merging, though ether can do the same dismantling the anima binding of genetics to turn something into nothing. Or something else.

Section by section, in mere clicks faster than a second, his trip as he moves through the total silence of Space, He Sighs "I should do some universe repair."

He Sighs pressing buttons as he scans and researches the ascension they did, the architect to the higher plane, move His eye shift Dodging something within a point of an instance.

An enormous tendril sweeping across his prior position "So you're the First Moon." he blurs teleporting faster than light Miles away, though on a space space between them.

The First moon Opens A gargantuan eye on the centre more akin to a colossal planet than a mere moon, the tendrils Flailing Around them, Kilometres in Range.

Christopher Stare "how did you dodge the Strike from Thurlein? You couldn't Of detected it from your range." crackling the Ether cracks into form.

The gargantuan Maw Opens "you believe your self all powerful." he sighs at the incompetence. "You didn't put much into thinking, did you?"

He sighs, snapping his finger. "I'm not on to believe myself all-powerful, but it seems I tend to be." that snap reverberates.

billions of stars Manifest in an instance the Moon massive eye widens blinded by the thousands of glowing blue stars "now tell me you necrotic ball."

"What was that about believing myself all powerful? I never claimed to be such." they form all around the Moon the ether tears across the sky obliterating shock space "you won't escape,"

The suns start to break the limits of Speed Smashing into one another. The energy exerted Ruptures Exploding, Supernova erupting from the clash of star "now I have an architect to visit and probably Kill."

Breaking the rules, the first moon is engulffed the silent wrath of an omega Rupture Christopher Unpased as billion of ton of light speed rubble smash against his form doing little to nothing.

He looks towards the Architects Rest he blur exiting the Range of the Omega rupture; he looks back at the blinding glow of purple and pink. "Blue Stars are truly unimaginable Intense."

He sigh "and yet Aria eats them like Candy Since she starts her practice of collapse magic." Gaia, in her knowledge, working more on her understanding of life and Aika, working more or less on her understanding of Fate and Destiny, "She's done some rather annoying changes."

manipulating the strings of Fate to consistently run into him provocatively, using it to try to get him into the bedroom, though the rest try it, he avoids it fairly easily.

He arrive at it a nebula with a pyramid within it floating like that of a temple, "what is with these ancient races and fucking pyramid? What so damn special about a Triangle prison?

The Nebula vast and widespread. "No wonder nobody found it. This damn ancient structure is hidden well n these stardusts."

He floats down into the Dark black structure, the front gate shift cracking open as it presents a hall the Architect sealed at the top, slumbering as a thrown rest at the other end. "Huh, so he was important enough to get such a large bedroom,"

He walks towards the ancient styled black steel throne, walking the fairly large stairs, He stares at the throne. "How arrogant of them?" the button resting n the armrest, "made it primitive enough so wake up."

he press it the architect Creaks the crystal cracks as the oddly formed eye Open cracks spreading away from them , Shattering."

the Architect Slams into the ground, its three arms navigating the world as it stares around, looking towards its odd Legs step down "so you decided to get up." the voice slightly surprising.

It looks up seeing him. It jumps back gate around it as if to attack. "I executed all but three brethren moons. The second went to my. Ship only two of them. Apex Remain, now tell me, what did you expect to happen releasing the markers?"

The Architect stare "you mean they managed to sustain themself with so few sentient species," Christopher laughs. "Those things held the intelligence of at-least one Sentient Race and use it to spread by organizing the evolution to take a certain path."

"you created the ultimate Apex, hunter that for sure exerting the minimum of it's Power though I caught it in a relative infancy before it figured out dimensional Shifting you got lucky the problem you created drew enough of my attention to purchase this universe."

The Architect stare his voice gruff yet buzzed, "you are a creator," Christopher stare "Depends. Is this enough evidence?"

A Violet Star crafted From his hand, he crushes it, "so tell me who created it, the Arithmetic routine in the Marker that Rune level is not something a species referenced as antecedent"

he take out the Akashic Record "the Architect of Ascension Gilgopan, why are you still here should you not have Ascended to the traders' plane with the rest?"

Gilgopan looks down and a runic line flows from his eye, triggering an array on the ground circle after circle shifting in high rune. A projection erupts.

"because I was guilty." he gaze at Gilgopan, still in his human form. He closes his eye. "So you're the one responsible for the error code that caused the totality of Necromorphs."