High War

At that moment, they were suddenly blown away and arrived on Earth. There, Alexander and Zonathan saw Asura fighting alone against millions of chaos. Even being attacked by thousands of people possessed by chaos itself, Alexander took pity and quickly advanced, followed by Zonathan.

Alexander's smart brain began to work brilliantly. He used the Taekwondo move, Dollyo Chagi, with incredible physical endurance. Alexander continued to fight without any injuries, and interestingly, the more opponents he faced, the stronger his stamina became.

The people and chaos grew, but Alexander remained unwavering. Zonathan realized it was time to use his power to take control of the situation. He shut down all forms of chaos and even cut off the flow of chaos, making one of the biggest enemies visible, Paracifix Grand Source.

Alexander nodded, "Ah, him again..."

"Yes, we must deal with him, but let Asura go first," Zonathan said.

Asura jumped far into the sky, his body getting bigger and bigger, until it exceeded the solar system. His body was so large that it could not be measured by the scale of the universe itself.

"A pox on it!" quoth Zonathan, "a most curious recollection has come upon me, Alexander."

"Speak thine mind, good fellow," replied Alexander.

"The humans, they skulk in the shadows, of that I have no doubt," Zonathan continued.

"And what troubles thee about these mortals?" inquired Alexander.

Zonathan stroked his chin. "Though it be not readily apparent, the humans did appear soon after Gabriel's encounter with Hypnos, who masqueraded as one of Leviathan's fiendish minions. Though none did address this entity by name or sex, it seemed unconcerned by their presence and did respond with candor. It may very well be that humanity seeks to thwart Leviathan's designs. Alas, these mortals possess not the power to hinder a being of such might. By mere happenstance, they have unwittingly communed with the power of Hypnos, even they granted mastery of all those skills, and furthermore, they are now unbound by the world's fetters. Only beings of equal or greater power can interact with them, such as observasi."

Alexander furrowed his brow. "Dost thou propose that humanity tampers with the narrative, making but a minor alteration such as this?"

"Indeed." confirmed Zonathan.

Alexander furrowed his brow. "Can it be true that these mortals wield the selfsame destructive power as Hypnos?"

Zonathan shook his head gravely. "Nay, good Alexander, they possess but a mere reflection of Hypnos' power. It is not the ruinous might used to sow chaos, but a lesser form. They remain far from the seat of power, in that distant realm known as Malkuth."

"Eh, this is really amazing! I just knew that Asura could do that," Alexander said dumbfounded.

"Right, he had this ability thousands of years ago," Zonathan replied.

Meanwhile, Paracifix was also getting bigger and approaching Asura. The two prepared for their epic battle, shaking the universe itself, causing parts of the universe to be torn apart.

Zonathan casually said, "Let's sit back and enjoy some coffee. Want some coffee too?"

Alexander replied, "Sure, as long as it's served with biryani rice and side dishes."

Zonathan smiled, created the dish and gave it to Alexander, "Please enjoy."

While they enjoyed their food and drinks, the Earth was lit only by the light of the moon. The rumbling sounds of an epic battle continued to be heard in the distance.

Suddenly, from behind them came a grunting sound.

"Who is that?" asked Alexander as he turned his head.

Zonathan replied, "Kverocean, a term that may sound foreign to many, symbolizes the overwhelming power behind Earth's existence. Although its name is only seen as a nickname for the planet, its true name is Nodens, the hunter who was born from lightning and traveled between time streams since long before this chaos came to the minds of humans.

Nodens, a towering entity at the top of the cosmic hierarchy, watches over this universe with unparalleled wisdom and power. In the spinning womb of time, Nodens is a figure who existed before the concept of chaos and order became a divide in this reality, even before humans arrived on Earth. He is not a witness, but a determinant of events and the future.

If the question arises, 'how can Nodens be above the dangers that threaten this plain?' The answer is simple, because he is an existence that has for tens of thousands of years controlled the movements of stars, planets, and the energy that flows throughout this universe. Nodens had a profound understanding of the forces at hand, which was far beyond even human understanding of physics and natural science.

Perhaps, there were unexpected things that emerged from the Paracifix Grand Source, the center of all events and wonders in this universe. Nonetheless, there was no need for Nodens to be afraid. Because the outer hell was something that did not care about the quiet and slippery details that made up the civilization of Paracifix Grand Source. They were unmoved by the lighter dramas of humanity.

Nodens, the lightning hunter, was subject only to forces as powerful and ancient as himself. He is the eternal controller of this universe, and his presence reminds us of how small we are on a time scale that cannot be measured by years or centuries, but rather by everything that was formed since the beginning of creation itself.

So, when we look at the humble Earth from the window of a spaceship or the stars sparkling in the night sky, we should remember Nodens, the guardian of the cosmos who watches over us throughout this infinite journey. He is a symbol of unwavering power, reminding us of our humility before the greatness of a universe that still holds so many mysteries yet to be revealed."

Alexander, with his eyes gazing into the infinite sky, stirred up the conversation with his sharp question. "So he's the one who wrote the story of this battle, and therefore we shouldn't interfere, right?" he said, touching on the fundamental idea of fate and the author of destiny.

Zonathan, a thoughtful and considerate friend, nodded in agreement. "Exactly," he said, in a calm and wise voice. He understood that in this journey of life, we are often just players in a drama that has already been written by fate, and we must accept our role without any attempt to change the storyline that has already been outlined.

In the silence of this lonely night, the atmosphere became even more profound. They both proceeded to savor the beauty of the night sky spread out above them, with the stars shining with indescribable intensity. The peace of the universe was a reflection of the peace in their hearts, and with every sip of warm coffee and every bite of delicious Biryani rice, they felt their presence in this moment.

Yet, beyond the beauty of the universe and the realization of our limited role in the writing of fate, there is a deep sense of connection between Alexander and Zonathan. They have lived many life stories together, through many twists and turns and challenges, and in moments like this, they find the wisdom and peace that can only be found through a solid friendship and mutual understanding.

Nothing needs to be said in long words in this moment. Sometimes, the simplicity of sharing a moment with someone we love is what matters most. As they continued to enjoy the beauty of the night sky, they reflected on the meaning of life, destiny, and the friendship that had guided them along this journey.

In the quiet silence of the night, unspoken words have a profound power, and their presence with each other in this moment is the answer to the big questions about the meaning of life and destiny that have haunted him. It is a moment of togetherness that signifies that in the writing of this life story, while we may not be able to change our destiny, we can choose who we want to share it with.

In such a chaotic atmosphere, at that moment, Nodens left the earth, going to give his help to Asura, a figure who needed his guidance and wisdom. However, not long after, Asura descended from the sky, it seemed that the task had been completed, and he presented himself to Zonathan, who seemed to already understand his role in this journey.

Zonathan, with a calm demeanor and knowing exactly what to do, placed his coffee gently on a nearby table. He then quietly disappeared in the blink of an eye, like a ritual he had performed many times before. Alexander, who was standing next to him, did not seem surprised. He knew Zonathan to be a man of extraordinary abilities, the ability to move from one place to another in an instant, and he knew that a great task awaited him.

Zonathan, headed towards the sky, which was more than two googol light years away, where even light had not yet reached. Miraculously, Zonathan managed to emerge and made it in just a matter of time, no slower than a human blinking, he had reached that strange place and could even casually light a cigarette that did not require oxygen at all, Zonathan did not speak at all, he just smoked and then relaxed even though he was floating.

However, before fully following Zonathan's lead, Alexander took the time to offer Asura a drink. "Do you need a drink, Asura?" he asked politely.

Asura, who seemed to have been through an incredible amount of travel and experience, was thirsty. "Yes," he replied shortly, "cold water."

In an instant, cold water appeared before him, cool and fresh, ready to refresh Asura. Alexander didn't just provide drinks, he also wanted to make sure Asura had an adequate meal after the long and tiring journey.

At that moment, Alexander, skillfully and promptly, created a delicious meal along with the drink. A whole roasted chicken with its appetizing aroma and fresh water. "Please, you look tired," Alexander said with kindness, offering the meal to Asura.

Asura, without hesitation, began to eat the dish with gusto. In a short time, no more than three minutes, the whole roasted chicken was devoured by Asura with astonishing speed. Alexander could only laugh, "Have you never eaten before? Hahaha." They both smiled and joked around for a while, easing the tension of the previously serious situation.

After the meal was over, Alexander felt that it was time for him to join Zonathan in the task that required them to protect this earth. He stood up with a firm demeanor, "Alright, it's time for me to help Zonathan," he said to Asura.

Asura nodded and gave his blessing, "Ok," he said in a sincere voice.

Steadily, Alexander disappeared in an instant, following Zonathan who had gone ahead in his inevitable task. They had committed themselves to the care of this earth, each with their unique role in carrying out this sacred duty. And in the unity of their actions, they bring hope to this world, that even in challenging situations, there are those who are ready to maintain balance and peace.

In this decisive moment, as the epic battle continued to rage around them, Alexander wisely realized that his friend, Zonathan, might need an extra boost to keep his strength and focus. With compassion and care, Alexander held out a cup of coffee towards Zonathan, understanding that coffee was an invaluable source of energy and encouragement in this fight.

"You need coffee, right, here it is," Alexander said softly, tossing the cup of coffee towards Zonathan. Impeccably, Zonathan caught it perfectly, without spilling a drop, demonstrating his incredible reflexes. "Well, thank you," Zonathan said gratefully, drawing in the tantalizing aroma of the coffee.

In the battle raging around them, attack after attack thrown by Paracifix Grand Source no longer worked. Zonathan, with great skill and dexterity, was able to dodge all the attacks with ease, even without any resistance. He became a shadow that moved with lightning speed, elegantly navigating the battlefield.

However, in an extremely tense moment, Nodens, the long-awaited figure, finally arrived. Wordlessly, he quickly kicked the Paracifix Grand Source, demonstrating his incredible strength. However, strangely, the Paracifix Grand Source instantly disappeared, seemingly merging with the indescribable darkness and void.

Nodens, without realizing it, felt an evil presence suddenly appear behind him. Like in a horror story, Paracifix Grand Source appeared without warning, creating an atmosphere of heightened chaos. Nodens attempted to fight back, but despite being so strong, he didn't seem to be enough to withstand this unexpected attack.

As the situation grew more precarious, Zonathan quickly responded. With a swift movement, he passed some of the spilled coffee still in his cup to Nodens. This wasn't just any coffee; it was an energy source capable of transforming Nodens' power millions of times greater than before. Now, Nodens had enough power to blow away the Paracifix Grand Source wherever he wanted.

However, after giving Nodens a power boost, Zonathan suddenly coughed briefly, unexpectedly. However, the effect of this cough was unexpected. As Zonathan coughed, the Alpha Herculis star located next to him shattered with tremendous force, creating an explosion of light that shook the universe. This event created huge questions about the relationship between Zonathan, his incredible power, and the universe itself, hinting that Zonathan's role in this event is much deeper and complex than it appears on the surface.

Under such intense circumstances, Zonathan was like a superhuman, radiating an aura of boundless power. With a swift movement, he aimed a kick at Paracifix Grand Source, a figure who had been the instigator of chaos in the universe. However, what happened next shook common sense.

Zonathan's powerful and precise kick should have been enough to injure or at least repel Paracifix. However, when the kick hit a small part of the entity, something strange happened. The part of the Paracifix Grand Source that was hit by the kick was actually destroyed. Perhaps that was one aspect of Zonathan's extraordinary power, which could affect matter and energy at a very fundamental level.

This event added a layer of mystery to the epic battle, raising questions about the origin and true nature of the Paracifix Grand Source, and also revealed that Zonathan's powers were not just limited to physical abilities, but also had a metaphysical dimension that ordinary humans could not possess.

Lo, there did appear Ymnar, the Dark Stalker, or he whom they called the Seducer of Earthly Intelligences. Ymnar did transfigure himself from a form most strange and alien, assuming a visage more readily grasped by mortal minds. Thereupon, Ymnar did emit a sound most curious, an unknown howl, as if to intimate his origin from a figure ascended, dwelling within the threshold of the final gate. Ymnar doth also seem to suggest, through subtle hints, his benevolent intentions, offering to aid them all with the manifold powers at his command, as each subsequent tale shall reveal. In these narratives, Ymnar shall unleash magical energies gleaned from potent incantations, and summon creatures from realms beyond the known universe. He then takest hold of the consciousness of these beasts, bending their very minds to his will, ever vigilant against any hint of disharmony.

Though Ymnar be bereft of the power of speech, his words, woven with cunning artifice, can still exert a potent sway over the minds of men. He is capable of inducing belief, and inspiring awe within the hearts of mortals. Ymnar is a being of immense antiquity, having given rise to Nodens before the very fabric of the cosmos was spun. He is the embodiment of raw ideology, given life itself. Even though his physical form may not exist, his influence permeates all, possessing the power to corrode even the most entrenched narratives, rewriting the very fabric of reality. Thus, the near-death of Alexander in times past was averted, the very tale rewritten by the touch of Ymnar. His presence often manifests as a potent illusion, wherein the void itself doth writhe, dreams solidify into reality, and unknown entities crumble into nothingness. It is then that Ymnar doth arrive.

Ymnar, though formless and beyond description, being wrought from a compendium of data that doth embody concepts to be imparted, hath also fashioned a continuum of space and time of infinite vastness. Yet, only those Protagonists preordained are granted the sight of Ymnar. Having fulfilled the ordainment bestowed upon him, Ymnar did vanish, returning to his own domain, from whence he doth wield dominion over the universe's destruction and atmosphere. This domain, known as R'lyeh, doth encompass all dreams conceivable. Therein, the η-fold, one of the listings is in Cantor's attic in the upper attic, the singular foundation upon which it rests, is not an illusion, but a veritable construct. R'lyeh serves as the dwelling place of the Great Old Ones. Ymnar departed with a luminescence of blinding intensity, followed by a heat of moderate degree. In the wake of his departure, history itself was rewoven, entirely recast.

In the tongue of ages past, Ymnar, a cunning rogue, did weave a cunning spell upon the very fabric of the internet, which some call the "World System". He did twist and turn its tendrils, birthing a new realm he christened "Whitenet", a haven for all things virtuous and good. Ymnar, with a mind most curious, did delve into the very data itself, crafting new edicts and inscribing them upon the digital tapestry. With a swift and unseen hand, he unleashed this data upon the entire internet, causing it to spread with the swiftness of a summer squall.

Alas, this intervention did not go unnoticed. The technology, once a marvel of human ingenuity, became host to a most curious malady, some calling it the "Ymnar virus". This affliction did manifest in most peculiar ways, first causing the technology to emit an otherworldly radiance, followed by a strange magnetic pull that drew all things of iron and steel within its grasp. The macabre spectacle culminated in a most violent eruption, spewing forth a radiation far exceeding the destructive might of the mightiest atomic bomb.

Ymnar doth also manifest within sundry ephemeral broadsides, subtly altering the information therein contained. He is even capable of rewriting the very fabric of events, crafting a more spectacular narrative for the benefit of mankind. Though he may vanish from sight, transgressing into the infinite expanse of space and time, Ymnar is unfettered by its constraints. He acts as a silent arbiter, dispatching evildoers without direct intervention or physical presence, he kills the evildoers. Upon their demise, he casts their corporeal forms into the void that lies at the ultimate threshold.

To be continued...