Earth Year 2840. Base of the Titan Tree. Point of View: N032
"To you who survived the endless struggle of the Dark hoping for a light to shine in the abyss. To survive the Outergods,the script demands Anna’s Causality divine shield and Zeon’s plot armor of boundless potential!"
I recalled the words of the novel, watching the blood vessels in Angelica’s pale skin begin to rupture.
She had mere seconds left before her mind was erased by the cosmic weight.
Because the sky shattered, as looking down on us was the colossal Eyes of the Outergods peering through the cosmic fractures that were completely devoid of malice, anger, or hatred
To them, we were not hardened warriors or divine royalty, we were just insignificant ants on a cosmic table.
"The sky, it’s looking back at us!"
Angelica screamed, blood bursting violently from her nose.
The earth instantly cratered and the massive towering roots of the Titan Tree groaned and splintered under the crushing psychic gravity.
"What are they?!"
Crown Princess Angelica cried out, clawing desperately at her own throat.
"Anna sacrificed her life to save me from the Abyss on the royal cruiser, I cannot die here!"
Angelica wept, forced to her knees as her silver rapier slipped from her trembling fingers.
My own ancient armor groaned, the internal warning sirens screaming in my ears as the structural integrity of the suit began to rapidly fail.
"The story is completely broken!"
my mind panic as I looked up at the fractured heavens.
"The author didn’t write it this way, they aren’t supposed to look at us yet!"
I realized in sheer horror.
I had read the novel containing this exact script before my eons of isolation on a dead Earth swarmed by the Abyss , before the war , before i lost Sarah.
It was a story placed there by the Author named Noah who in the Author’s Biography looks like the same character in that Novel
Celestial King Noah , Anna and Angelica’s Father,
It was that same Novel that dictate and guide my future, i survived battles of eons from the same Abyss abominations in that novel which had swarmed my world.
Though I had no idea why or how the novel or the Abyss was placed there in my world.
But from reading that novel, I intimately knew that the Outer Gods were the absolute biggest threats in existence, completely dwarfing the Abyss or any other eldritch abomination we had faced.
I had no divine shield and I had no boundless potential but I possessed a soul forged in the absolute darkest pits of hell carrying the grief of billions.
"If the script is broken, then I will rewrite it myself!"
I growled as I slammed the tip of my heavy sword into the bedrock beneath the soil and dug into the deepest core of my being.
Then I grabbed hold of the agonizing warring forces of of the Twilight , the paradoxical fusion of holy Light and Dark Abyss that I had shackled to my soul to survive eons alone in hell.
"Look at me!"
I roared at the Outergods, funneling every ounce of my aura outward.
The blinding holy Light and necrotic miasma violently spiraled around each other expanding into a massive dome that covered the weeping Celestials and the ruined escape pod.
The psychic gravity of the Observers slammed into the dome and the impact nearly tore my consciousness in half.
The pain was absolute, transcending the physical body and burning directly into my fractured mind.
"I can feel the stagnant, suffocating strings of the Weaver trying to bind this broken script and the suffocation of the King in Yellow in his Labyrinth of Horror of Carcosa!"
I screamed internally as my metal boots cracked the bedrock and drove me down to one knee.
"I can feel the chaotic starving void of Azathoth and the bloody agonizing malice of the Scarlet Emperor Khoraks!"
I panicked, my armor’s servos shrieking as sparks exploded from the joints.
"The cold bureaucratic despair of the Conceptual Heralds is pressing down.
The Crawling Chaos with its maddening laughter filled with the Hierarchy of the eldritch outer gods with Sub Nigurrath , Yog Sogoth , Cuthullu .
The Queen of black thorns, Fabula’s absolute end and the Supreme Authors are waiting for a tragedy!"
I realized, terrified that this Planet was just the prologue to their apocalyptic theater.
But the dome held.
Through the violently swirling twilight aura, they looked into my soul expecting to see a fragile mortal mind they could instantly shatter.
I couldn’t offer them the brilliant potential of a main character so I offered them the suffocating infinite depths of an extra who had survived the dark.
As blood poured from my nose blinding me behind the visor... the pressure finally stopped.
The anomaly wasn’t a meal to them but was a scar on reality.
Disinterested or perhaps unable to pierce the sheer density of a soul that refused to break, the colossal Eyes slowly blinked.
Then the cosmic fractures in the sky began to stitch themselves back together sealing the Outer Gods behind the veil of reality once more.
The psychic gravity vanished as steam hissed violently from the vents of my armor as I slowly turned my head to see Angelica taking deep gasps of the humid jungle air.
the Crown Princess looked at me who had just taken the full wrath of the cosmos.
"Put your weapons down right now, he is bleeding for us!"
Angelica weakly commanded her Paladins, her royal pride completely humbled.
"Help him immediately!"
the Crown Princess begged, trying to stand on violently shaking legs while Vance lowered their sword in terrified reverence.
"Who... what exactly are you?"
Angelica wept reaching her trembling hand out toward me.
I opened my mouth to try to tell her she was safe but the adrenaline evaporated as it was replaced by a suffocating crushing darkness.
The internal warning sirens of my suit flatlined as I collapsed face first into the scorched earth with a deafening lifeless thud.
"You will fail them this time just like you failed Sarah, the spearhead squad , your family and your mother. I will be waiting for you Gaurdian"
The Ruined King’s entropy of despair echoed in my mind.
The outergod of Decay and Entropy , the Wyrm reminded me of my deepest regrets as i faint.
I didn’t hear the deafening sound of snapping trees and the sudden roaring engines echoing from the western treeline.
"Form a defensive perimeter, weapons free!"
Commander Maroon barked as the Behemoth tank burst through the glowing foliage.
"What kind of weapon did this?!"
Ruby gasped as she took in the sight of the slaughtered Abyssal horde and the massive crater.
"He’s down, our Gaurdian is down!"
Captain Eva yelled, abandoning military protocol to sprint across the dirt.
"Get medic aid over here right now!"
Zeon screamed, falling to his knees beside my unconscious armored body.
The main cast had finally converged but the only man who knew the script was unconscious on the floor leaving them to write the next Chapter entirely on their own.