Chapter 16: I alone am the Honoured One…

In the empty space above Venus, a large figure lay formant. He was formed by three bodies arranged in a circle.

The one facing left was pitch black, with a sinister, malicious visage seemingly composed of the deepest, most chaotic sins. The one facing forward was silvery, emaciated, and filled with pain. The one facing right radiated pure, redemptive holy light, emanating solemnity and compassion toward all things.

The light of the three bodies intertwined into a silvery-black hue that covered the entire planet it made it glow in a similar colour, visible to those on earth who looked. However, at this moment, all three suddenly opened their eyes and looked in a particular direction.

The pained body spoke first in an incomprehensible language, "It is now immune to our authority…"

"I knew it! We should never had interfered with fate to bring down Mother!" The malicious body cursed.

"It was inevitable. We were meant to, destined from our very birth. Mother… should not have existed, and we succeeded. It matters not the cost," the pure radiant body spoke while closing his eyes as though he was not concerned.

"And what happens if it comes to kill us?!" The Malicious one spat out in frustration.

The emaciated body intervened to state another fact before falling silent, "It had sensed us…"

"If it comes, then so be it. We have completed the objective of our very existence. Mother's existence has been erased, and yet authorities are being regrown and split evenly between the two children on Earth. She will never reappear," the radiant one spoke calmly as though he had given up on worldly matters.

The malicious body paused for a moment before grinning triumphantly, "And what happens if someone convinces it to bring her back?"

"…"

Silence reigned in the emptiness of space before the radiant one finally spoke, "It appears we must put plans into motion that ensure she never returns…"

"Good…" the malicious one's expression suddenly turned serious as the three bodies simultaneously raised their hands towards earth, and launched an attack on the barrier.

Of course, this attack was not to destroy the barrier, but to bring the weaklings' attention away from the other side of the barrier where they secretly implanted some of their true body into an unsuspecting child that did not have the protection of a Half-Great Old One, Lumian Lee.

…

Meanwhile, in the space above the planet Mahoraga had just ravaged…

"Where would you like to go?" Asked the well-mannered Bethel.

"The advanced civilisation you had told me about… how long will it take to reach there my way?" Mahoraga spoke directly to Bethel's mind.

"… at least 300 years… even while using the spacial distortions like we used the previous time to speed up movement through empty sections of space beyond the speed of light…"

"Never mind then. Bring me to them directly! I crave a good fight after this disappointment," Mahoraga pointed with his thumb back at the planet behind him.

"Right away~" Bethel grabbed onto the white creature's shoulder before the two were pulled into a single point before vanishing entirely.

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As their bodies were bending through space and time, Bethel asked directly to Mahoraga's mind, "So, what can I call you… Mr. White?"

"No Jesse. Call me Mahoraga, Divine General Mahoraga."

"I see. Well then, Divine General, if I put you on their planet, they are unlikely to use their most powerful weapons on you as it would likely destroy that planet along with a large portion of that civilisation's resources. However, if I were to drop you in the space surrounding it… they should be able to launch attacks of immense power."

"Space! Space! I chose Space!" Mahoraga grinned as his and bethel's bodies returned to normal space, only for Bethel to smile and vanish within an instant, as if he did not want to spend a second longer here.

Mahoraga ignored it, and instead turned to the two planets spinning rapidly around each other, both almost entirely covered in metal.

Then, as though on cue, hundreds of small helms appeared behind him, and Mahoraga just grinned, 'Truly, a powerful civilisation. Already so many detection methods!'

But that did not stop as many attacks landed on him without ceasing. Some were kinetic projectiles while others were ionised-particle rays. His body lay battered, with hundreds of bruises, and even some holes as sone of the rays had somehow made their way through him.

As yet, as soon as the helms in charge of those attacks completed a full rotation, his body healed from those injuries, and was no longer hurt by them.

Soon, more devastating types of attacks began raining down on him causing his grin to widen. Such attacks could have easily dealt with Bethel, and even those disembodied voices might not escape unscathed.

"Haha~ I should have come here long ago!" Mahoraga bellowed, but no sound left his mouth as there was no air in space to carry his voice.

Feeling this, he suddenly frowned as a considerably large helm appeared above his body. This one was not adapting his body to the attacks, no, it was altering reality itself to allow him to speak in the vacuum of space.

As gravity was randomly altered from random attacks, and space was distorted, the large helm finally completed his rotation, and space was now able to carry his voice indefinitely.

"Throughout Heaven and Earth, I alone am the honoured one~" Mahoraga raised both his hands in victory as his body still continued to adapt to the attacks raining down on him from the two planets, recreating a scene from one of his summons to a child who showed him how his world was actually a fictional world, one that was rather entertaining to watch.

'Hmm… am I currently in another fictional world?' The very thought cause an invisible helm to appear. One that Mahoraga did not realise was there.

This helm was so large that is reached beyond the reality of the endless cosmos… but this did not matter as this helm did not rotate. It just existed, unable to rotate, as rotating fully would cause it to cease to exist. The paradox of its existence preventing it from completing its goal.

"What are you?" Mahoraga heard a voice and was stunned.

How the hell could someone other than himself speak in space! Preposterous!

Turning to face the voice, he found a humanoid being made up entirely of shiny metal, with a cat-shaped face and odd protrusions in place of ears.