Todash Darkness.
A realm filled with no hope.
Yet, all types of creatures upon this path.
Both living and dead.
For this realm held no survival.
But opportunity and power.
In the swamp region of the realm.
"Finally, I killed enough to draw more in to fill this spot again," I gazed forward upon my prey.
Many specks of light floated in different shapes.
DeadLights species are the equivalent of fireflies within this region and dominate.
The different shapes of lights hold a fearful ability to manipulate the mind.
And, consume a specific correlating emotion depending on, IT.
The only issue to get food in this void, is.
Emotions are expressed through the last moment of death.
Clusters of light gently started to gather in a singular cloud.
Creating an Aurora Borealis show.
Each shuffle inside the swarm like ants swimming across water.
One gets to see, then is shuffled to the back of the line in an endless cycle.
The deadlights grew louder and brighter the closer they got.
In and out my head.
Each syllable, a different tone frequency high to low.
Living here has nulled my sense of such wonderful scenery, and sounds.
Although, I'm not human anymore, My preferred preference has not changed.
The sound had taken awhile to adjust to.
First my eardrums would bust with blood alongside permanent brain damage.
Instead, It felt like a gentle breeze now.
A familiar word echoed out, one I noticed only the beast like species would mention.
The death lights were closely tied to their primal instincts.
Pulsing brightly in a splendid show of colors.
They were happy.
~M..,Mm.,Mother~
~Mother~Mother~
~father~Mother~
I closed my eyes, I felt two new sensation.
First a silent vow of regret at my situation and a surge of excitement.
A purple screen had popped into view like a hologram.
My eyes narrowed, I instantly complained about the Title.
"I was a man, dammit all"
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-Race-
Primordial Prim Eldritch Outer God
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-Age-
pre-creation existence
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(Alias)-Niko
ALIGNMENT: >Neutral<
Gender: >Genderless<
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-Inventory-
>1/TheArrow<
>3/AjaMask<
>2Nightosphere-amulet<
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Pet's:>Mr.president< >A-unknown<
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Entity Creation: Imagination rewrites creation for Real Life Entities to exist within Todash Darkness.
World Eater: Devour upon creation for storage or assimilation destruction.
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Void Angel: Control the tangibility of any matter.
Void Angel: Void fire creation manipulation
Void Angel: [Locked]
Void Angel: [Locked]
Cheshire Cat: Anatomical Liberation, Can separate one own head, limbs, or other body parts from the main form.
Cheshire Cat: Elemental creation
Cheshire Cat: [Locked]
Cheshire Cat: [Locked]
Hunson Abadeer: deathless, Immortal Physiology beyond the reach of time.
Hunson Abadeer: [Locked]
Hunson Abadeer: [Locked]
Human-ghoul hybrid: Base Type (Ukaku) kagune is specialized for speed and long-range attacks, capable of firing high-speed, sharp projectiles.
Human-ghoul hybrid: Kakuja (One-Eyed Owl) Through excessive cannibalism, you developed a powerful, Black armor-like kakuja that covers the body, resembling a monstrous owl.
Human-ghoul hybrid: kagune can shape-shift into complex forms, including limbs and mouths, and can implant parts of it into others to alter their physiology.
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This swamp region of the Dark multiverse of creation.
Felt more like my own personal, xp-farm.
As it was here, where all my levels were acquired.
Lost in a process of slaughter and devouring the Deadlights.
A notification snapped me out of my mindless trance.
(Secret Mission: Over population of the deadlight fireflies bugs 100%)
I smiled in satisfaction at my work!
Yes, Work, I have taken it upon myself to hunt down and collect each creature.
My system allowed pets.
Not only that, but to locate my main target from the intelligent creatures here.
"Anyone Seen, Maturin"
Just then, one of the brightest deadlights moving away stopped.
It was the first, spat out by a giant five limb creature.
IT, the future clown bigger than the rest alive the longest, perks of the first.
Slowly, It approach with hesitation feeling the odd sense of kinship.
I always had noticed it staying away from my usual hunts.
IT, Not, like the other deadlights, No, they came afterwards, so.
'fOlLoW mEe' Said, The floating lights in a gentle rhythmical melody.
I paused for a moment in my spot.
"What in it for you"
IT, stayed silent, thought for a second, not even a full one.
"Exploration and explanation as to why"
I nodded my head in understanding.
"Wait here for awhile, and we will go"
IT, floated to the ground, colors dimming down to a soft rhythm pulse.
Closing my eyes.
[System-@#%*Warning, Error/READY]
[.1,..2,….3,..4]
Slowly, my figure wither into dust before the surprise eyes of all.
Who, are secretly watching me.
like the proclaimed Crimson Queen.
She was plotting upon the worlds she seen and destroyed and the one she has not.
She is a ravenous, insectile entity from the Monster, Pre-Creation era, she survived.
When the Darkness receded from the rejection of reality.
She had attempted to stay and hunt a powerful mortal.
He of the White Horse and Unifying Sword King Arthur, soon to be king of all-world.
Like in the past with remaining old one's, when most became sterile.
Instead plans failed before they fell into motion with the rejection of reality.
[Marvel Universe]
Dust gathered throughout an old wooden looking room.
As it twisted and turned to shape my body perfectly inside the wooden cabin.
A middle aged, sternly man in a red button up shirt stood not far away, my father.
Had a complex expression at the sight he witnessed.
"Niko-Lehnsherr!, When, where you gonna mention this"
My face held a ghostly expression, "Am, I in trouble?"
The young looking magneto, who still cling onto hope for humanity.
Well except the germans, He stayed silent.
I had other plans.
though gritting my teeth my mouth opened, "Dad, Don't save anyone at work"
"Actually, why not stay home for today"
His face looked confused at my words.
After a moment thinking about his child words.
Eric had came to a conclusion of what his son abilities are or thought so.
Before he could question.
The room violently shook as a distant explosion rang out.
The cabin in the woods had explosive mines for people who trespass.
Only we knew the layout because of dad's ptsd from the camps.
Worry filled my father's eyes, he gripped my arm and rush out the room.
Downstairs in the kitchen was my sister and mother pale like ghost.
I was in no better shape because my skin color was already a light blue-gray.
Due to, Hunson Abadeer Characteristics.