Dasama, week 9.999.999 of Unyncy in the 149th year of the Age of the First.
Diary entry.
Today, Beatha finally came home.
I was so happy, i didn't notice it at first.
Me and Beatha immediately went and greeted everybody, and they were all excited she was finally back.
After that, i spent hours with my son.
After that, Beatha pulled me into bed and we simply laid there together, holding eachother.
I missed her, and my son so, so much.
Its been years since they left.
But it was necessary for my son.
He needed to see Ohotu, because he'll be inheriting it from me some day, if i happen to suffer a tragedy, or if i step down as the king.
He'll be the king of this reality.
I wonder how he'll do.
I just left the mortals, and my divinities to roam free, have free will and live freely.
But its up to him to decide what he shall do when it is his time to rule Ohotu.
After me and Beatha were done talking and holding eachother, we went and spent time with our friends.
I didn't realize at first, because i was blinded by my happiness, but Beatha, Kurema and the others were acting weird.
They're hiding something.
I have this weird sense of finality, almost like something big is going to happen to me.
As i'm writing this, its a few minutes before the first Suruta of the 150th year.
A big moment.
I hope i get to see my creators again someday.
I miss them.
- Hanten Shita Anara, Y149M10W9.999.999D10.
Suruta, week 1 of Berence in the 150th year of the Age of the First.
Thoughts.
Fuck.
Fuck fuck fuck.
They fucking...
I fucking....
I killed her.
I fucking killed her.
Why did she...
Why did they...
What did i do to them.
They fucking betrayed me.
The moment the clock turned, and it became Suruta, i wanted to grab my son, hug him, tell him how much i love him.
My little man.
My everything.
And he looked at me with such hatred in his eyes.
Then she...
Beatha... She...
Beatha fucking pushed me away from my son.
They all pushed me away.
Beatha, Eldur, Vai, Alivu, Ko, Krijim, Bletz, Jikan, Veritas, Asama, Fursina...
They all pushed.
They all took him from me.
"I... I never loved you... We never loved you. Hate. We've always hated you." she said.
I stayed silent.
My brain couldn't even begin to comprehend the emotions i was feeling.
They attacked me, and i ran.
I couldn't fight them.
But then, my rage took over.
I fucking killed her.
I killed my sister.
I killed Alivu.
I didn't mean to do it.
They attacked me, all of them.
I wanted to punch a fireball that was thrown at me, but she was there.
My arm went through her stomach.
She fucking thanked me for it.
She hugged me.
"Thank you... Thank you so much... I'm so sorry... My brother... My king..." Those were her last words to me.
It was almost like she didn't want to hurt me.
The blood.
The sound of her flesh.
I can't get it out of my head.
I can't unfeel her insides.
I can't get her blood off of my arms.
Please, someone.
Anyone.
Please help me.
Fuck...
He later went on to write these exact thoughts down in his diary.
- Hanten Shita Anara, Y150M1W1D1
Mujine, week 1 of Berence in the 150th year of the Age of the First.
Diary entry.
I just made a trip to the divine heaven today.
I went to visit Alivu.
She told me everything.
This started 10 years ago, right after Beatha left with Kurema.
Beatha invited Alivu and the other 9 for a conversation.
They all confessed they hate me.
All but one.
All but Alivu.
She never wanted to do this to me, but she was forced into it.
If she didn't comply, they would've tortured her, they would've...
I can't describe the things she told me, i'm sorry.
They started grooming my son, turning him against me by whispering things i supposedly did, and said about him into his ears.
He believed them, of course.
Because, after all, why would mommy lie, right?
Alivu apologized to me, over and over, and over, and over.
I forgave her.
Alivu told me some things she and the others did.
Creations of divine bloodlines.
Alivu created the Gyakusatsu, a bloodline created to protect, and be allies with the Anara bloodline.
Eldur created a clone made out of fire to try and come back from death one day.
Veritas created the Fulo bloodline, a bloodline created to oppose, and kill the Anara bloodline.
Krijim created a divinity named Kamigami, created to one day end the Anara bloodline, if they fail to kill me.
Kamigami was created with inverted morals.
He thinks evil is good, and that good is evil.
Murder, abuse, manipulation, rape, blackmail.
He thinks of them as good.
Its fucked up.
After our conversation, i apologized, and i told her i'd be with her soon.
She asked me what i meant by that, but i ignored it and flew away.
Son, if you ever read this.
I never did it.
I loved you.
I'm sorry.
- Hanten Shita Anara, Y150M1W1D3
Dasama, week 1 of Berence in the 150th year of the Age of the First.
Ongoing event.
I'm flying back to the Orb of the Gods, because its time to end this.
I arrive, and the first thing i do is walk over to my son.
I walk up behind him, sneaking past the others, and i lean down and in his ears, i whisper. "Find the place where i died. Find the book. You will know the truth, my son."
Kurema, hearing those words, turns around and screams as loud as he can.
The 10 remaining divinities immediately rush over, and i look at them and i do all i can do.
I ask them why.
They don't have a reason.
I sigh, and say "Lets end this, shall we?".
They agree.
I get ready, and so do they, and so, i block my emotions and thoughts out of my head, and my final battle begins.
It isn't much of a battle, because i'm not holding back any longer.
Eldur attacks first, putting all of his speed, and power into his attack, but its too slow, and too weak to even hurt me.
Speed so fast that the concept of speed itself can't keep up.
Power so strong it tears the fabric of reality itself.
But its too weak.
Too slow.
It doesn't even tickle me.
I catch his head and i hold him up.
I summon a flame so hot the others can't get close, and i slowly melt his manifestation.
Eldur is dead.
Next are Asama and Fursina.
They can't do anything.
They try thinking of a plan to try and survive, but before their mind can even imagine the sound of a singular letter, i'm already burning Asama with the flames of the divine hell, and drowning Fursina with the waters of the divine heaven.
Asama and Fursina are dead.
Next is Ko.
I rearrange the matter in his manifestation, and i make him explode before he even realizes it.
Ko is dead.
Next is Vai.
I walk over to her, and Beatha tries to stop me.
I punch her aside, so hard she can't move anymore.
After that, i turn back to Vai, and i walk over.
Unlike the previous ones where i kill them with their own powers, or the opposites of their powers, i kill Vai by simply ripping her head off her neck.
Vai is dead.
Next are Krijim and Bletz.
I look at him, and i imagine him being ripped apart by Bletz, limb by limb, and Bletz killing herself with a rope made of Krijim's organs, and my imagination becomes reality immediately.
Krijim and Bletz are dead.
Next are Jikan and Veritas.
Jikan tries to go back to the past, change their actions, but i reach into the past and i drag him out to the present, and i throw him at Veritas, who instinctively blocks, forgetting he has a blade, and Jikan is cut in half.
I then walk over to Veritas, who's frozen in a mix of fear and guilt, and i grab him by the neck and snap it.
Jikan and Veritas are dead.
Finally, its time for Beatha to die.
I walk over to where she's still weakly laying, unable to move.
"Was it worth it?" I ask her.
"..." She doesn't respond.
"Answer me."
She doesn't.
I kneel down, and i pick her up, and i put my hand on her stomach and i sigh, and say. "Beatha, i hope you know that you could've seen our son become the king."
After i say that, she says her last words.
"Hanten... I hate you."
I feel tears forming in my eyes, and i close them.
A second later, i make Beatha's body explode, and the explosion destroys the entire surface of the Orb of the Gods.
I make sure Kurema has a shield around him when the explosion happens.
Beatha is dead.
I fly away, using the explosion as a cover so Kurema doesn't have to see me, and i fly to the divine heaven.
I drag the souls of Beatha, Eldur, Vai, Ko, Krijim, Bletz, Jikan, Veritas, Asama and Fursina to the divine hell.
After i do so, i fly to the orb, look at it one last time, and i fly to the border of the Ohotu reality.
I sigh, writing down my final thoughts in my diary before closing it one last time.
I put a shield around it, and i create a bomb and throw it, before temporarily creating gravity so the bomb can fall down.
I lay down, look on my kingdom one last time, and i say my final words.
"It sure is a beauty."
And the bomb explodes, and thats it.
Thats the end of my story.
I am dead.
All that remains on my final resting place, is a diary.
On the end of the 10th day of the 150th year of Ohotu, the Age of the First comes to an end.
Hanten Shita Anara's powers transfer to his son, Kurema Anara, and so begins the Age of the Second.