Arc 2 Chapter 165 The Echo

A large explosion brought me out of my thoughts. Far in he distance a cloud the size of several maxed sized universes occurred. The wind created from the explosion destroyed my physical form created out of Nightwater. But, thankfully I could just reformed myself again. But bigger issues were on the horizon. The explosion came from the destination the Hawk was flying towards, with Ratri. Meaning she was most likely fighting something with tremendous power.

Using my power's I quickly sped towards the fight. But as I was running the grass got stronger and they started to actually grab me. But they couldn't hold me, as I didn't have a physical form. But before I knew it, one of the clusters of grass actually grabbed my ankle and made me fall. As I hit the ground my body blew up and reformed, all except from my leg. It stayed in a niche physical form until I reformed my body again. The grass is no longer within the strength of a fifth dimensional being, it's far into the sixth dimension.

The grass started attacking me relentlessly and I finally got enough. So with an outburst of power all the grass was completely obliterated and I took on my current true form. A combination of all forms of water gas, being the clouds, ice floating on top of the water and the water. I became a natural disaster. A tsunami of absolute black with black ice on top and a gigantic cloud of darkness over it, raining down hail and black darkness in form of water. That was me right now. A giant blob of the Nightwater in waters three states.

I consumed all the grass around me, while my size was ever growing. But at some point the grass had stopped being grass and were now trees, boulders flowers, everything one could find in nature was here. All attacking me, fighting for dominance over my element.

Slowly but surely the different forces of nature was overwhelming me. My Nightwater was being filled with different objects outside of my concept, weakening my powers slowly. As time went by my range and size was decreasing more and more until I was but a universe in size, pitiful compared to what I had just some minutes ago.

"What do you want from me?" I yelled at the being who had trapped me.

"Many things Ragnar, welcome to the realm of The Destined, we are happy to have you with us!" A female like voice sounded in my mind.

"That doesn't answer anything, why did you take Ratri?" I asked.

"Oh calm yourself young man, Ratri isn't some damsel in distress that needs your help! She is far more powerful than you!" The voice sounded in my head again.

"That doesn't change the fact that your attacking her! Stop now." I yelled out loud, but forgot that I'm currently a big puddle of Nightwater, so all that happened was that I bubbled slightly. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't embarrassed.

"Calm down young man, she isn't being hurt, just contained. It just so happens that she's worried about little defenseless, weak and pathetic Ragnar, who can't protect himself and is only safe because the writer deems it so! She isn't hurt, only tired, you see her struggles are useless, she can't win against an echo through time!" She said and it confused the hell out of me! What does she mean by Echo Through Time?

"What do you mean by echo through time?" I asked as I was really curious

"Echos through time are beings who were once mortal who then reached the pinnacle of all beings, the seventh dimension. Once we become seventh dimensional, our pasts become echoes. No matter which space or time, we are echoes and nothing else. No matter what happens to our pasts, it will not effect our future!"

"Then what decides whats the future, whats the present and whats the past?" I asked.

"It's very simple really! It's Time, the time, or when it lives, the original timeline! Every second it lives throughout it's own path decides whats past, present and future, in every single timeline, realm, dimension and what not!"

"Than, do you know if the original timeline is alive or not?"

"We don't, we are but echos Ragnar, you would have to ask the source. A version of us that's in the seventh dimension. I am nature, I was born in the fifth era of the fourth Dirtro and I am still alive! Many other of this order are still alive, as a matter of fact all the echoes who you will meet are alive!"

"Why? What makes you so sure?"

"It's simple really young man! If a seventh dimensional being dies, their echoes disappear with them. For one of my kind to die Ragnar we have, or someone else has to destroy our concept, removing us from everything. Only special few can remain in the memory of mortals after our passing. It is normal for only us to remember the fallen!"

"Then my father, why do I remember him?"

"Well he was special Ragnar, in every sense of the word. Second born son of existence. The only being who reached a 99,9% chance through it's own efforts! Not to mention the oldest being to ever live in the fifth era! He was so powerful and wise even after destroying his own concept it reformed itself and became a mindless entity who lights up all worlds. Something which should have been impossible. All this was achieved without the support of the writer!"

"Cool that you respect my father and all, but the more you answer my question the more questions I get so I'll ask again, what is it you want from me?" I asked, as we were just going in circles.

"Very well Ragnar, we want one thing from you! Join us, join The Destined! We are an order of great power in the seventh dimension and we are the only ones on your side Ragnar!"

"Who do you serve?" I asked, as this started to weird me out slightly.

"We serve no one, well we once did! We were once under the rule of your father! Before the inevitable fall, listen Ragnar we serve no one, not even you son of Bjorne also known as @#;)( €$]{]<. But we aren't total strangers the System and the Soul are both members of the order!"

"Do I have a choice?" I asked.

"Not really!" Nature responded.

"Okey final question, what's your gender?"

"How rude, to think I would have a gender. I don't do such useless things. I do not have a gender. Only lesser beings such as humans have genders. But to them the gender has a purpose unlike us where it's just something stupid, that makes some of us feel special, pathetic if you ask me!"

"Okey, sure I will join you! What do you want from me?"

"For now nothing really, meet the other echoes I'm sure they'll be happy to see you. Then ho get Ratri the destined celestial to die and leave this place. Grow stronger and stronger, until you become seventh dimensional, after that we'll find you and bring you to safety."

"That's all huh, seems like a pretty good deal. I'll be going then!" I said and like that the stuff which been inside of me, quite literally disappeared and my strength returned and I returned to human/god form.

"Bye Ragnar I hope to see you soon oh and also, Nyx is also in the order!" Nature said and as I turned around to confirm what she just told me, she was gone. The grass and all the trees, nature itself, just gone. I now stood in a desolated land, void of the blessing of nature.

I walked through the desolated lands of the realm and finally something changed the eternal darkness over me turned into a blue haven. Clouds and everything, it was beautiful, if one ignored the desolated ground that is.

"Who are you, I already met Nature and joined your Order, organization or whatever we call ourselves." I said to the sky and it actually responded.

"I am the Sky, nothing more, nothing less. I greet the Nightwater for the name you have chosen is not what you are!"

"What do you mean by that, I'm Ragnar!"

"Well yes, of course you are! But your real name is Nightwater, or as it's pronounced in the seventh dimensional tongue. Enough of that, you don't need to talk to everyone young one. Thousands of us live here and you don't need to waste your time here, go find your friend, she's calmed down now and is ready to be picked up!" It told me and I simply followed it's orders. Without saying goodbye I walked towards Ratri, her presence was pretty obvious and it made her very easy to find.

I walked for some days and some beings greeted me, one even taught me how to increase my strength after reaching the first cap.

(Flashback)

"I'm Catharine, unlike my peers I actually wanted a gender. I'm the incarnation of love, you heard it, love. I'm the feeling you mortals feel when you want to reproduce. A beautiful energy within every being. Even the seventh dimensional beings feel love for one another from time to time. But it's not through my powers sadly. You reached your first stop sign recently and you don't know how to keep improving. Well my dear, there are two ways. Let time grow you into a fine seventh dimensional being, or two, do it yourself. If the first step is to gain more control of your powers this step is to increase the power behind your concept and then its to strengthen your control again. Until you become a full fledged seventh dimensional being like the future me! Now to increase the power you just need to concentrate all off you on it. Use your full being and compress it, over and over again. For years eons or whatever long. Each layer you break through will have your energy explode out and you must manually make it condense again, over and over again. It's that simple Ragnar of Nightwater. Good luck my dear friend, may we meet again, oh you sweet boy." Catharine said, before disappearing, unlike he others she took on a mortal like form, not just her concept. I was kind of thankful, I really don't want to know what love looks like in it's purest form.

(Flashback end)

I was almost there now, only two minutes left of me walking. Of course my walking speed is nothing compared to mortals, I cover so much space with a step it would confuse the wisest of mortals. Yet the funny part is, I'm still mortal, until I reach the seventh dimension, I'm nothing but a mortal to the true beings of power.

After some time I finally reached little old Ratri who was trapped inside the wings of the Hawk who kidnapped Ratri. If one saw her current state they would shit their pants. She was so angry I wanted to run away from just seeing her.

"Hi Ratri, want to get away from here?"

"Yes fucking please!" She roared and tried to struggle and get out of her wings.

"Damnit how are you so powerful I'm as powerful as a sixth dimensional being can get without becoming an all knowing and I know you aren't a all knowing!"

"Sight, you got a very furious friend here. But she isn't a bad person, she's a good companion with a lot of strength. Take care of her Ragnar."

"Well okey, you know my name, so what's yours?"

"I'm Jeron, the seventh dimensional being of freedom!"

(Author here: I used my free day of new year yesterday so here, a chapter on new year instead have a great new year author out :) )