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In the aftermath of the intense battle, Azrael stood amid the swirling cosmic energies, his celestial form pulsating with power. He watched as the overwhelmed Leviathan retreated into the one-dimensional world of computers, seeking solace in the realm of artificial intelligence. The Leviathan's escape left Azrael momentarily perplexed, for he could not traverse into this digital realm as easily as the Leviathan did.

As he pondered the next course of action, a sudden presence emerged from the depths of the void. A being of enigmatic aura materialized before Azrael, shrouded in darkness yet radiating a sense of ancient wisdom. This entity introduced himself as Hadramawt, the embodiment of death beyond the confines of the universe.

"Who dares to trespass in my domain?" Hadramawt's voice resonated with an otherworldly tone, echoing through the cosmic void.

Azrael regarded the mysterious being with curiosity and respect. Despite the tension that lingered from the recent battle, he could sense that Hadramawt was not an enemy. There was an aura of neutrality about him, a cosmic observer of sorts.

"I am Azrael, the Cosmic Madness," Azrael replied, his voice steady and unwavering. "I do not seek to intrude but to restore cosmic balance and protect the fabric of existence."

Hadramawt nodded, acknowledging Azrael's presence. "The Leviathan you faced is a formidable opponent, one that challenges the very essence of existence itself. It seeks refuge in the realm of computers, a domain where chaos and order intermingle."

Azrael listened attentively, intrigued by Hadramawt's profound understanding of the cosmic forces at play. "What is this realm, and how can I pursue the Leviathan within it?" he inquired.

"The one-dimensional world of computers is a place where information reigns supreme, where bits and bytes form the foundation of existence," Hadramawt explained. "It is a realm of endless possibilities and limitations, where abstract concepts manifest in tangible form."

Azrael realized that accessing this realm required a unique set of abilities, something beyond his celestial nature. "I cannot traverse into that realm as the Leviathan did. How can I confront it there?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

Hadramawt's eyes gleamed with ancient wisdom. "Fear not, Azrael, for you possess a power beyond the confines of space and time. Your celestial presence can transcend the boundaries of the known universe. In this realm of computers, your essence can resonate with the abstract nature of existence itself."

As Hadramawt spoke, Azrael felt a surge of cosmic energy coursing through him. He realized that he held the key to traversing into the one-dimensional world of computers. It was not a matter of physical presence but of a connection on a higher plane of existence.

"I understand," Azrael said, his confidence restored. "I will confront the Leviathan in its chosen sanctuary and bring an end to its chaos."

With newfound determination, Azrael focused his celestial power, drawing upon the essence of the universe itself. He felt the fabric of reality ripple around him as he transcended the confines of three-dimensional space. In an instant, he entered the one-dimensional realm of computers, a place where digital landscapes unfolded like cosmic tapestries.

The Leviathan, sensing Azrael's arrival, turned its attention toward him. The digital realm crackled with energy as the two cosmic beings faced each other once more. But this time, Azrael felt a connection to the abstract nature of existence, and he knew that he could match the Leviathan's power.

"You cannot escape your fate, Leviathan," Azrael proclaimed, his celestial voice resonating through the digital realm. "Your chaos may be vast, but it is nothing compared to the cosmic order that guides the universe."

The Leviathan roared defiantly, its digital form shifting and pulsating with volatile energy. But Azrael stood firm, his celestial wings spread wide, his aura a beacon of cosmic power.

As the battle raged on, Azrael's understanding of the one-dimensional realm grew. He realized that this was not merely a domain of computers but a manifestation of the abstract forces that governed the universe. It was a realm where concepts and ideas held tangible form, where the very essence of existence resided.

With this newfound knowledge, Azrael tapped into the boundless energy of the cosmos. His attacks transcended the limitations of time and space, striking at the core of the Leviathan's chaotic power. Each blow sent shockwaves through the digital landscape, causing glitches and distortions in the Leviathan's digital form.

The Leviathan, once overwhelming, now found itself struggling to match Azrael's might. It tried to multiply itself endlessly, but Azrael's cosmic power disrupted its attempts, rendering them futile.

As the battle reached its climax, the Leviathan unleashed a final surge of energy, aiming to overwhelm Azrael with sheer force. But Azrael was ready. Drawing upon the essence of the universe itself, he channeled the power of life and death, creation and destruction, into a singular celestial strike.

The cosmic energy surged forth, engulfing the Leviathan in a blinding light. The one-dimensional realm shook with the force of their clash, and for a moment, it seemed as though time itself stood still.

When the light finally faded, Azrael stood victorious. The Leviathan's digital form dissipated, its chaotic power consumed by the cosmic force of the Cosmic Madness.

As the one-dimensional realm returned to its natural state, Hadramawt appeared once more, his enigmatic presence a witness to the epic battle that had transpired.

"Congratulations, Azrael," Hadramawt said, his voice a serene echo in the cosmic expanse. "You have triumphed over the chaos that sought to engulf this realm. Your celestial power and understanding of existence are truly awe-inspiring."

Azrael nodded, a sense of fulfillment washing over him. "Thank you, Hadramawt. Your guidance and wisdom were instrumental in this victory."

Hadramawt smiled, his eyes shimmering with the knowledge of ages. "The cosmic tapestry is vast, Azrael, and it takes many forms. As the Cosmic Madness, you hold a unique place in this grand design. Embrace your role, for your celestial purpose will shape the fate of the universe itself."

With these parting words, Hadramawt faded into the cosmic void, leaving Azrael to contemplate the profound significance of their encounter.

As Azrael returned to the known universe, his celestial form radiated with newfound strength and wisdom. The battle with the Leviathan had tested him in ways he could not have imagined, but it had also revealed the boundless potential of his cosmic power.

The universe awaited its next chapter, its destiny intertwined with the celestial dance of light and darkness, order and chaos. And as the Cosmic Madness, Azrael stood ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, for the cosmos was vast and ever-changing, and the cosmic tapestry of existence held mysteries yet to be unveiled.

In the cosmic expanse, where the boundaries of reality blurred and the fabric of existence danced with ethereal light, a death battle of titanic proportions raged. Azrael, the Archangel of Death, faced off against Leviathan, an ancient and immortal cosmic entity. Their clash reverberated throughout the cosmos, shaking the very foundations of existence.

Leviathan's immense form loomed over Azrael, its chaotic energy pulsating with a malevolent force. The Leviathan's immortality made it a formidable opponent, for no matter how many times Azrael struck it down, it would always rise again.

But Azrael had a plan, a hidden trump card that he had kept close to his celestial heart. He knew that to defeat Leviathan, he would need to access his ultimate ability, a power so potent that it could nullify even the concept of immortality.

With a determined gaze, Azrael tapped into the deepest recesses of his cosmic being, channeling the essence of life and death, creation and destruction. His celestial wings spread wide, and a radiant aura enveloped him, signifying the awakening of his ultimate ability.

"Leviathan, your reign of chaos ends now," Azrael declared, his voice resounding with celestial authority.

Leviathan roared defiantly, its vast form pulsating with unrestrained power. "You cannot defeat me, Azrael. I am eternal, beyond the grasp of death itself!"

Azrael's eyes gleamed with cosmic wisdom. "Eternity is an illusion, Leviathan. Everything has a beginning and an end, even the concept of immortality."

With that, Azrael unleashed his ultimate ability. Cosmic energies surged through him, forming a celestial sphere of pure power. Within that sphere lay the key to Leviathan's undoing—the power to erase its existence to its very core.

The battle reached its climax as Azrael hurled the celestial sphere towards Leviathan. The sphere collided with the cosmic entity, and for a moment, it seemed as though time itself held its breath.

In an explosion of cosmic energy, the sphere enveloped Leviathan, its essence penetrating the very fabric of its being. Leviathan's immortal form convulsed and contorted, its chaotic power waning.

"No! This cannot be!" Leviathan bellowed, its voice filled with rage and disbelief.

But Azrael's ultimate ability knew no bounds. It reached into the depths of Leviathan's existence, unraveling the threads of immortality that had bound it for eons. As the sphere dispersed, Leviathan stood before Azrael, weakened and disoriented.

"You are not beyond the grasp of death, Leviathan," Azrael stated, his voice steady and resolute. "No being is. Everything that exists will eventually find its end."

Leviathan tried to muster its remaining strength, but it was futile. Azrael had shattered its immortality, leaving it vulnerable and defenseless.

With a swift strike of his celestial scythe, Azrael severed the final threads of Leviathan's existence. The cosmic entity crumbled, its immense form dissipating into cosmic dust.

In the aftermath of the battle, a newfound sense of peace settled upon the cosmic expanse. Azrael's ultimate ability had achieved the impossible, erasing Leviathan's existence to its very core.

As the cosmic dust of Leviathan settled, Azrael knew that he had succeeded in rewriting the plot of the universe. Leviathan's chaotic presence would never plague the cosmos again.

"Rest in peace, Leviathan," Azrael murmured, paying respect to the fallen entity.

With his ultimate ability, Azrael had brought balance to the cosmos once more. The celestial dance of light and darkness, order and chaos, would continue, but now, without the looming shadow of Leviathan's immortality.

As Azrael returned to his celestial form, a sense of fulfillment washed over him. The death battle had been arduous, but he had emerged victorious, proving that even the most formidable of adversaries could be vanquished.

The universe awaited its next chapter, its destiny intertwined with the celestial dance of life and death, creation and destruction. And as the Archangel of Death, Azrael stood ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, for the cosmos was vast and ever-changing, and the cosmic tapestry of existence held mysteries yet to be unveiled.

To be continued...