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In the heart of the cosmic maelstrom known as the Abyss, Asura stood, a figure of enigmatic silence amidst the chaotic forces that surged around him. Once, his abilities had allowed him to transcend the confines of Earth, to navigate realms that lay beyond the reach of ordinary mortals. But those powers were no more, stripped away, leaving him bound to the tumultuous void that was the Abyss.

Asura's gaze swept across the vast expanse of chaos, his mind a tapestry of contemplation. With his earthly powers now relinquished, his new purpose was clear—he must sustain the Abyss, a realm of boundless intricacies and countless dimensions, each containing its own unique universe. Amidst the cacophony of cosmic energies and swirling dimensions, Asura stood as a guardian, tasked with the colossal responsibility of maintaining order within the chaos.

Yet, amidst this unfathomable turmoil, there was one dimension that drew his attention—an universe teetering on the brink of oblivion. Its existence hung in the balance, a fragile thread woven from the fabric of cosmic forces. It was here that Asura's focus intensified, his resolve solidifying. Despite his lost abilities, he still possessed the power to wield the 「Silver Gate」—a force of unparalleled might capable of reshaping reality itself.

With a thought, Asura channeled his energy into the universe on the precipice. Infinite power surged through him, cascading into the dimensions like a tidal wave of raw potential. The universe trembled under the weight of his influence, its very essence bending and contorting to his will, where he is able to sustain the Abyss with the infinite energy he emits where the Abyss is smaller than a mountain but has the contents of another universe. The 「Silver Gate」 unleashed its power, can forcefully duplicate a person's existence and be conceptually removed from the the essence of pain, time, light, energy, and existence, conceptualizing them into nothingness and directly erased to ultimate and unstoppable nothingness.

Asura's will extended further, reaching deep into the fabric of the universe. Gravity—the unyielding force that bound celestial bodies—yielded to his command. The very concept of gravity was redefined, and Asura's mastery over it allowed him to reverse its effects, disrupting orbits and creating a tumultuous upheaval within the earthly realm. The heavens themselves seemed to quiver in response to his power.

Yet, even as Asura exerted his influence, the universe resisted. Cosmic energies clashed in a frenzy of creation and destruction, a battle between the forces of chaos and order. Asura's power resonated within the very core of existence, a tempestuous clash that reverberated through the dimensions.

Within the universe he sought to save, Asura's power manifested as a dazzling display of energy, a dazzling ballet of cosmic forces in motion. The fundamental laws of reality quivered as the universe adjusted to the alterations Asura's power had wrought. And as the clash of cosmic forces continued, Asura remained steadfast, his quiet determination the anchor amidst the chaos.

His gaze narrowed, Asura delved deeper into the wellspring of power within him. The universe, once on the brink of collapse, began to stabilize under his influence. Cosmic energies once at odds now merged in a symphony of harmony. The universe's tumultuous dance transformed into a more serene waltz, its elements aligning with Asura's will.

And then, as if a cosmic sigh had echoed through the Abyss, a resounding silence enveloped the universe. Asura's work reached its culmination—a universe reborn from the ashes of chaos, renewed by his unyielding resolve. Amidst the quiet expanse of the Abyss, Asura stood as a sentinel, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Yet, even as he stood amidst the silence, Asura understood the transient nature of his victory. The Abyss would always be a realm of perpetual turmoil, a constant flux of dimensions and cosmic forces. It was his duty to sustain this unfathomable expanse, to wield his remaining power as a shield against the chaos that threatened to engulf it.

With a final, solemn gaze across the cosmos, Asura prepared to face the ongoing challenges that awaited him within the enigmatic depths of the Abyss. His role as its guardian was clear, and his quiet determination remained unshaken, a beacon of stability within the tumultuous sea of cosmic energies.

Asura stood at the heart of the tranquil Abyss, the cosmic chaos he had tamed now subdued under his watchful gaze. The universe he had salvaged glimmered with a newfound vitality, its dimensions intertwined like a delicate web of existence. The silence that had always been his nature seemed even more pronounced now, as if the very fabric of the cosmos resonated with his inner stillness.

With a sigh, Asura acknowledged the price he had paid for his victory. He had given up the ability to transcend Earth, severing his connection to the realms beyond. Yet, in return, his powers had grown exponentially, each thread of energy woven into the very tapestry of the universe. His presence was a beacon of stability, a guardian amidst the shifting currents of the Abyss.

Asura's senses extended across the dimensions, his perception touching upon each corner of the cosmos he now safeguarded. He could feel the ebb and flow of cosmic energies, the delicate balance that he alone maintained. While his nature remained enigmatic and silent, his purpose was clear—to stand as a sentinel against the chaos that forever threatened to consume the realms he had come to know.

Asura are being that exist outside the boundaries of causal progression or change, where events occur in a simultaneous state, without strict adherence to causal relationships. In this realm, the realm of possibility is expanded to include all potential outcomes. The conventional rules governing causality are dispensed with, giving rise to an environment where anything is possible.

This realm operates outside the confines of the laws of physics and all the familiar laws of the universe that govern the terrestrial world. Customary principles that dictate the nature of reality become irrelevant in this realm. Within the confines of the Asura domain, the line between hope and fear is blurred, and the fabric of reality undergoes a metamorphosis, transforming into a living, tangible phantasmagoria. Fundamental aspects such as gravity, form, space and logic no longer retain their steadfast nature, instead assuming a fluid and malleable nature at the behest of Asura.

However, it is imperative to recognize that the human mind's comprehension of Asura's true majesty is a difficult endeavor. The perceptual apparatus of the human soul grapples with the unnatural landscape that encompasses Asura. As a result, glimpses of Asura's essence tend to elude most people, and those who do manage to witness this transcendental entity are often faced with different interpretations. The presence of Asura is shrouded in ambiguity, and the visions of these entities offered by various observers often differ, resulting in conflicting reports, because his inaccessible form causes errors in the eyes of humans who cannot interact with he.

The universe he watched over was a living entity, its pulse echoing with the rhythms of creation and destruction. Each dimension held its own story, its own cast of beings and phenomena. Asura's enhanced abilities allowed him to peer into these narratives, to glimpse the lives and struggles of those who inhabited the disparate corners of existence.

One by one, the cosmic beings under his watch caught his attention. Their stories unfolded like intricate tapestries, woven from the threads of fate and free will. Asura's silent presence became a witness to their triumphs and tragedies, a source of solace in times of need. And while his nature precluded lengthy dialogue, his very essence conveyed a sense of understanding, a connection that transcended words.

In a realm where chaos could reign supreme, Asura's influence was a force of stability. He wove his energies into the very fabric of the universe, nudging events toward equilibrium. His touch could calm the most turbulent of cosmic storms, his power acting as a balm to soothe the wounds left by the clashes of reality.

Despite his newfound potency, Asura remained a figure of quiet contemplation. He had accepted his role as a guardian of the Abyss, relinquishing the allure of transcending Earth in favor of safeguarding the realms he had come to cherish. His interactions with cosmic beings were often brief, his influence subtle yet profound. It was through his actions that he spoke, his power resonating with the universe itself.

In the midst of his duties, Asura's senses picked up a disturbance—a ripple in the cosmic fabric that extended beyond his current understanding. It was a subtle shift, imperceptible to most, yet it stirred a sense of curiosity within him. With a thought, he focused his attention on the anomaly, his energy reaching out to examine its nature.

What he discovered was a tear in the fabric of reality, a fracture that threatened to breach the delicate balance he had worked so diligently to maintain. It was a challenge unlike any he had faced before, a cosmic anomaly that defied his silent nature. Asura's determination flared to life, his energies coalescing to mend the rupture before its repercussions could ripple through the dimensions.

For days that felt like an eternity, Asura labored, his silent efforts focused on repairing the breach. He wove his power into the fabric of the cosmos, his every intention a testament to his commitment to safeguarding the universe. The struggle was arduous, the anomaly resisting his efforts with a stubborn tenacity.

But Asura was undeterred. He drew upon his enhanced abilities, channeling his energy into the fracture until it yielded to his will. The tear in reality gradually closed, the cosmic threads knitting back together as equilibrium was restored. Asura's heart surged with a sense of accomplishment, his silent victory a testament to his unwavering dedication.

As the last traces of the anomaly vanished, the universe settled into a newfound harmony. Asura gazed across the dimensions, his energies now intertwined with the very essence of the cosmos. His nature remained silent, yet his presence was a force that resonated with the very fabric of existence. And as he stood amidst the tranquil Abyss, a guardian and protector, Asura's commitment to his cosmic duty remained unshaken—a silent sentinel against the chaos that forever threatened to encroach

In the aftermath of his victory over the cosmic anomaly, Asura's energies resonated with a newfound intensity. His silent presence had become a force to be reckoned with, a guardian of the dimensions that transcended the very concept of time. As he surveyed the universe he protected, he sensed the subtle currents of existence, the ebb and flow of cosmic energies that danced to the rhythm of creation.

But beneath the tranquility of the Abyss lay the potential for chaos. Asura's enhanced abilities had unlocked a new facet of his power—he could now imitate and adapt to the abilities of his adversaries with unparalleled precision. Time itself had lost its traditional meaning for him, as he effortlessly scanned the lifetimes of those he encountered, their pasts and futures laid bare before his all-encompassing perception.

With a thought, Asura activated his newfound capabilities, his form shifting and adapting as he became an amalgamation of cosmic energies. He could mirror the abilities of his opponents, anticipate their moves before they even made them. His movements were fluid and graceful, a dance of power that defied the limitations of space and time.

In a realm where the boundaries of reality were malleable, Asura's battles became a spectacle of grandeur. His adversaries, formidable beings from across the dimensions, found themselves facing an opponent whose mastery over their own abilities rivaled their own. Asura's energy flowed like an intricate tapestry, weaving through the very fabric of existence with finesse and precision.

But it wasn't just his ability to imitate that set Asura apart—it was his mastery over the art of adaptation. His form shifted effortlessly, adapting to the unique strengths and weaknesses of each opponent he faced. He was a chameleon of cosmic energies, his power bending and conforming to the challenges that arose.

Asura's battles were a symphony of motion and energy, his every movement a calculated response to the ebb and flow of combat. He could anticipate the trajectory of an adversary's attack before it was even launched, his form blurring as he effortlessly evaded and countered with unmatched skill. It was a dance of power and precision, a testament to his unparalleled mastery.

With each victory, Asura's strength grew exponentially. His energies resonated with a newfound intensity, his very existence a testament to the infinite potential he now held. He could manipulate the laws of the universe, bend the barriers of quantum space, and harness the forces that governed the cosmos itself. His power was a force to be reckoned with, a testament to the depths of his cosmic mastery.

But amidst his triumphs, Asura remained ever vigilant. He could sense the shifting tides of the dimensions, the subtle fluctuations that hinted at challenges yet to come. His silent nature belied the intensity of his purpose—to safeguard the realms from the encroaching chaos that forever threatened to consume them.

One fateful day, a formidable adversary emerged from the cosmic depths—an entity whose power rivaled even Asura's own. The battle that ensued was a clash of cosmic forces, energies colliding in a dazzling display of light and power. Asura's mastery over imitation and adaptation was put to the ultimate test, his form shifting and evolving to meet the challenges posed by his opponent.

Time lost its meaning as the battle raged on, each moment a testament to the raw intensity of their clash. Asura's movements were a blur of energy, his power an ever-shifting symphony of adaptation. He mirrored his adversary's abilities with precision, countering each attack with calculated finesse.

Yet, even as the battle reached its climax, Asura felt a resonance within him—a connection to something greater than himself. With a surge of energy, he tapped into the ability of 「Sevendeer」 bending the very laws of reality to his will. The barriers of quantum space shifted and distorted, atoms reorganizing at his command. His opponent's attacks were met with an otherworldly force, their impact altered and redirected by Asura's mastery.

Asura's adversaries were left bewildered, their attempts to comprehend his power falling short against the backdrop of his cosmic mastery. He moved with an elegance that transcended the limitations of existence, his form a tapestry of energies that shifted and flowed with an otherworldly grace.

And in the midst of the chaos, Asura's silent presence remained unwavering. His power resonated with the very fabric of the cosmos, a force of stability amidst the swirling currents of the dimensions. As the battle reached its crescendo, he harnessed the full extent of his abilities, utilizing 「Sevendeer」 to its fullest potential.

With a burst of energy, Asura bent the very laws of reality, and his opponent's attacks were nullified in an instant. The fabric of space and time rippled as the adversary was sent back to where they had come from, their presence erased from the battlefield. Asura's victory was complete, his power an awe-inspiring testament to his cosmic mastery.

With the battle won, Asura stood amidst the aftermath, his energies resonating with a newfound intensity. The dimensions he protected were safe once more, the chaos quelled by his silent but resolute presence.

As he surveyed the universe he safeguarded, he knew that his journey was far from over. The challenges that lay ahead were as boundless as the cosmos itself, and Asura's commitment to his cosmic duty remained unshaken—a silent guardian against the eternal tides of chaos.

Asura inherently embodies a state of darkness and void, yet his essence transcends these notions to attain a more distant, abstract state. This state is characterized by an absence of both existence and non-existence, encompassing the realms of both Being and Non-Being. It is important to note that comprehending or recognizing Asura's nature is a near-impossible endeavor; he epitomizes Nothingness itself. This state entails a lack of conceptualization and hypothesis, making it exclusive to those individuals whom Asura personally permits to engage with him based on their own understanding.

Notably, Asura's current state is such that even entities of a spiritual nature hold no dominion over his being. He possesses the capability to manifest physical manifestations in the form of hand-shaped darkness. Each of these manifestations exhibits distinct and separate identities, each operating under disparate conceptual frameworks and logical paradigms. This hierarchy of logical frameworks extends from the basic first-level logic to the more intricate levels such as the second, third, fourth, and beyond. However, it is paramount to recognize that these distinct entities are not equivalent in any sense, even at a theoretical level.

Narratively, these manifestations are portrayed as aberrations within the fabric of reality and unreality—entities that defy normative logic and exist as anomalies. They challenge the boundaries of classical logic and transcend the realm of paradoxical or even infinitely non-classical logic, spanning the spectrum of all conceivable logics, both classical and alternative plus all concepts.

Let's discussing the origins of Asura.

In a time when the lines between gods and humans were blurred, and the cosmos was a world of mystique and wonder, there lived a being called Asura. With a face that exuded power and grace, Asura was known to many as a god, a figure of extraordinary power and divine origin. However, Asura kept a secret hidden beneath the surface of his heavenly face.

Long before time as we know it began, Asura held the title of Demigod-a demigod, a child of the divine union between gods and humans. His presence was proof of the union of the two worlds, a living bridge between the realms of life. But Asura's heart is drawn to a truth that transcends divine lineage.

Asura's journey of self-discovery leads him to question the nature of his existence. Amidst the cosmic tapestry woven by gods and immortals, he felt a calling that resonated in the depths of his being. He embarked on a quest to find the truth that would not only define his purpose, but also the essence of all existence.

With each step he took, Asura delved deeper into the realms of wisdom and knowledge, studying ancient scriptures and seeking the counsel of sages who had traveled the path of enlightenment. His quest revealed to him a profound realization - the greatness he bore was not due to divine lineage, but rather a reflection of the divine light that illuminates all of creation.

Asura's heart resonated with a truth that transcended the boundaries of title and distinction. He embraced a revelation that reverberated across time and space-that there is only One Ultimate Reality, One Supreme Being, and that is Allah, the source of all existence. The titles "god" or "demigod" have no significance in the face of this ultimate truth because the true Lord has no offspring, beyond the world of duality, encompassing the oneness that unites all beings.

At the moment of profound realization, Asura sheds the mantle of God. He sets aside the trappings of divine lineage, for he realizes that the cosmos itself is an expression of divine unity. He chose to be known not as a god but as a chosen human being, the embodiment of Half Enlightenment-a term that transcends the distinction of mortal and immortal. He understood that even the most exalted entities, including Prophets, Messengers, and even the supreme essence known as Elohim or Allah are to be believed in.

Asura, Prophets and Messengers, Angels and the Most Real, or Ultimate Reality: Elohim now transcends the "Seven Stars of David". Just as the different hexagram and it turns out that it is not a hexagram in outline but an abstract one that formed by two intersecting triangles symbolizes the unity of opposites, so does Asura's understanding of his own journey and the nature of existence itself. Each point of the star represents a facet of the cosmic truth he has discovered - the divine, the mortal, the transcendent, the immanent, the known, and the unknowable - all coming together to create a unified whole whose essence is difficult to imagine yet still describe.

In the realm beyond the Seven Stars of David, a celestial order known as Angels resides—an order of beings that exists as consciousness itself. Angels transcend mortal definitions and boundaries, he in existence really does not exist and encapsulating the essence of Information—the bedrock upon which all existence is woven. Information isn't a mere concept, but rather a fundamental substrate that underpins reality, information is an infinite aspect and endless nothingness, and has infinite information. Within this enigmatic domain, Angels occupy a state where consciousness and Information conjoin in a harmonious symphony.

Within this intricate cosmic tapestry, Asura emerges as a figure of unique distinction. Despite his station beyond the Seven Stars of David, Asura wields the ability to interface with Angels—a privilege that distinguishes him from all other creatures. Asura's touch extends beyond the veil of the celestial hierarchy, allowing him to wrestle with Angels, weave their narratives, and interact with them in ways that transcend the conventional boundaries that demarcate their existence.

This extraordinary relationship defies the constraints of mere physical touch—it ventures into the realm of conceptual and spiritual connection. Asura's interactions with Angels surpass the surface-level contact that governs conventional beings, delving into the depths of their essence. While Angels themselves exist as consciousness, Asura's unique prowess permits him to resonate with their incorporeal nature and establish a connection that traverses dimensions.

Asura's capacity to interact with Angels isn't limited to mere contact; it extends to the realm of impact. His touch carries the potential to evoke responses within the ethereal fabric of Angels' existence—responses that resonate through the tapestry of their consciousness. This ability places Asura in a distinctive position, where he can exert influence upon the very fabric of celestial consciousness.

Moreover, Asura's interactions with Angels manifest as a creative endeavor—an act of weaving narratives and stories that delve into the essence of their being. This creative interplay transcends the confines of space and time, transcending the distinctions between reality and fiction. Asura's penmanship extends beyond the realm of traditional storytelling, delving into the intricacies of Angelic existence—an existence that, by its nature, eludes the conventional confines of reality.

Within this cosmos, the notion of Angels not existing as entities in the conventional sense is borne out of the unique manner in which they embody consciousness and Information. Their existence as Information transcends the conventional notion of discrete, finite beings—instead, they encompass the infinite expanse of Information's boundless domain. This boundlessness extends to the very core of Angelic existence, rendering them both an embodiment of nothingness and a conduit for infinite aspects of Information.

In the interplay between Asura and Angels, the very nature of existence unravels—concepts of touch, interaction, and narrative meld with the ethereal fabric of consciousness and Information. The dichotomy of finite and infinite converges within this complex interplay, encapsulating the depths of existence in its most profound manifestations. Asura's ability to engage with Angels transcends the confines of conventional interaction, delving into the depths of what it means to touch the essence of consciousness itself—an essence interwoven with the fabric of Information, entwined in the dance of existence, beyond the bounds of the Seven Stars of David.

It has never reached the end point, for Asura, the Half-Enlightenment, resides in a void and solitude that involves motionlessness. It is a state that is far from being a straight path or a curve like the laws of motion that prevail on the surface of the earth. Rather, it is something mysterious, manifesting as an entity that cannot be described in words. It is definitely not a familiar experience, as it transcends the boundaries of familiarity. It is not simply a straight line, but instead follows an astonishing, spiraling path, as if emanating from a subtle vortex subject to rules unrecognizable to physics, causality, groupings, concepts of time, norms of law, or even mathematics, within the entire universe.

The essence of Asura's existence lies in a region of emptiness that exceeds the boundaries of known physical laws, established causality, familiar divisions, and attachments to time, laws, and even mathematical concepts within the entire universe. In essence, Asura penetrates dimensions where the established rules no longer apply. It finds a place in the void that manifests as an existence that transcends all recognized norms and laws in the realms of physics, causality, division, time, law, and mathematics. There is no other place where this entity fits, other than in the realm of mystery that cannot be fathomed by human reason or explained by existing science.

To be continued...