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Skelengel; Tales Of The Boundless One [Not Updating]

When the universe creates a person, they are bestowed with certain traits that we, as mere humans, are aware of. Sportiness, the ability to work with computers, and creativity are all things we may obtain at creation. However, some of those talents extend far past the mortal realm of flesh and blood. They go all the way to your very soul, and these are the ones that we cannot see. These few are destined to become Boundless. And it just so happens that one was designated to die on the fateful day a new god took sight over the earth. This is the tale of Aaron Stone, the once businessman turned planetary traverser. Aided by himself and his potential, he plans to live out his life with peace of mind. However, the universe has it out for him, and it won't let him ever have true peace. However, someone from behind the shadows controls everything, and they have quite a distaste for Aaron Stone. They will try to make his life a living hell. Everything you read here is an account of something going on in the vast universe. Hell, who knows... It may even be YOU who takes his place in the future. [Chapter Length: Above 1k words] [Upload Time: Once a day, if I can. My life has gotten increasingly busy over the past year, so I may have to put novelwriting to the side for a bit. L] If you want a book with a main character who goes around helping every little person, this book isn't for you. It involves death and some gory details, among other things. People and friends will die. These are all part of the universe. [Volume 1: The Awakening Of Boundlessness: Completed] [Volume 2: The Quest For Higher Boundlessness: Completed] [Volume 3: The Fires Of Boundless Supremacy: On-Going] WARNING! Different novel mechanics will be placed into this book, so there will probably be some confusion in ability specifics and other details. Simply leave a comment, or message me on the discord server below, and I can clear up some of the details :) Also, because of the idea of adding multiple different mechanics, there will hopefully be something that suits everyone in this book :) AUTHORS NOTE! Thank you for taking the time to read through this synopsis. It means a lot to me that you even bothered to read this. If you plan to read this book, I will say that, as of me writing this at chapter 320, it gets much better the further you go! Thank you for thinking about reading it, and I hope you will enjoy it! The book is also completely free to read, and I want it to stay that way! I just want people to be able to read and enjoy my stuff! I'm just gonna put the discord link here if you want to access it. You should join if you wanna just talk about the book to the creator and others! We got a general chat, memes, and other things. I hope we will see you there! https://discord.gg/gcrbtk8M63 Also, I have a YouTube Channel! I'm not going to tell you to sub, but it would really be appreciated! https://youtube.com/channel/UCrURywBu-fDA5KQaDPc3GOg [Also, just letting you know, I do actually own the cover :)] [It was made by @chook-in-a-jar on Instagram! Go follow them there!] This book is copyrighted material of ShadowAmeratsu, and cannot be used/altered for any projects without the author's permission.

ShadowAmeratsu · Fantaisie
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The Soul

'What the fuck?' Aaron thought to himself. 'You aren't N, and you're certainly not L!' He yelled to the voice that had just infiltrated his head. "Ȱ̸̧̢̠̹̙̖̝͉͓͎̦̣͚̟͊̂̃̓̽͝f̵̻͔̞͍͓̭̮͚͌͑̊̎͊̎͠ͅ ̶̡̙͙̲̬͓̘͎̫̯̖͕͖̝͑̊̇͂̈́̂̀̉̃͊̿̕͝͝c̷̼̼̱̬͇̹̮͌͋̑̇̍̕͘o̸͇̦͚̤̝̟͒̀̾́̉̐̃͂̀̒͘͠u̸̹̲̝̫͕̣͕͌̄̽̈́̓̏͜r̶͕͖̫̦̓͒̋͋͋̏̍́̍̏s̵̢̨͎̳̗̪̜̤̲̼̩̖̱̹̖͆̆͂̿̓̓̾̐̈́̂̏̚e̴̢̜̮̓̒́͗̿͂̚͠͝͠͝ ̸̱̩̞͔̐̐̈͂͌̀̽͌̈́̎̎̊͒͛͜͠I̵̛̳̖̭͍̟̳̩̋̅̅͆́́̑ͅ'̶̨̧̘̪̝̠͔̫͓̻̠̜̥̇̑͛͜͝ͅm̴͖̯̹̟̊̇̕ ̶̡̨̗̮͚̝̠͕͇͖̂̃̀͜ͅn̶̩͚̲͙̬̝̥͂̌͗͋́̑̚͠o̴̢̤̼̼̯͕͖̤̠̹̊͗̇̿͒̓̈́̕t̵̡̻̱̰͚̝͉̪̯̬͕̟͘ͅ,̷̧͍̟̣̠͎̰͈̲̣͔̆̿͂ ̸̢̹̰͉̲̳̩̘̰͔̦̝͍̺̈́̈́̃̿̀̾̀̏̂ÿ̷̢͔̦̞̰̦͖͇̯̪́̎̓͌̈́͗͑͋̓́͒́̔͜ͅő̷̼̐͠ṷ̶̧̫͎͔̣͚̲̓͌̎̈́͋̓͜ ̷̳̳̦̱͓̪̗͓̹̾̆̋͐̇́̀̈̔̚͠f̴̧̧͓̯͕̰̗̻̺͗̃̎͝ͅǔ̵̢̧͉̟̬͂̾͌̏͋̎͛̍͌̀̏̈́ͅc̶̛̤͇͎͙̗̞̤̣̹͕̞̖͐͑̊̓͆̈́̈́̌̍̒͌͌͜k̴̡̞͎̜̲̙̱͙͔͋̀̓̅̂͂͘͜͜͝į̶̢̬͖̦̖̺̳̩̘̾͘͝ͅn̶̨̞͖̗̰̞̓̐ǵ̴͕̠̽̓̃͒͠ ̷̪̤͙̜̥̩̯̰̗̰͂̂̓̀̒i̷͚͍̼͙͈̣̙̜̱̫̰̼͈͛͊̎̇̂͑̂̕ͅd̷̢̢̛̯̠͔̙͚͓̹̊̊͒͌͂̾͊͘͜͝͠ị̵͍̖̞̤͇͙͙̘̮͎̗̪̺̒̋̀̋̿̄̈́̋́͋̍͋͌ͅȏ̷̞͖ṭ̵̡̛̖͈̗̮͍͓̽̄̒̄̚ͅ.̸̛̭̿̐̽̍̿͒́̉̚͝͠ ̸̛̺̤̗͖̠̦̠̬̦̠͓͒͒̎͊̈́̋̄̋͜͜Ĭ̴͔̺́̈̃̃̄̃́̌̃̃̈́̑͘ ̸̤̗̱͚͚̲͉̝̄̿͘͠ạ̷̡̡̛̣̼͕̰̥̩̮͕͛̌̍̅̌̔̅̿͛̍̈́͒̈͜m̶̢̡̛̠̦̙̯̣̘̰͗̈̌̔͑̈͒͊̔̋̌̂̚͜ ̸̡̝̱̻̜̞͇̱͎̯͍̹̩͖̃͐̈́̋̆̌̒̈̀͘̕̕ͅÝ̴̛͍̳̩̟̲̯̝̄͆͋͘Ö̷̧̨̧͎̺̰͈͔̱̙̰́̒̅̕Ṷ̵̧̨̏̌̂̎͒̓͗̚̚͝.̴̨̡̡̻̘͈̠̗̻̹̖̽̔͂͆͑͛̃̇̈́̈́́̕ ̴̢͕̪̘̣͋̃̋̊̏͊͐͂̐͋͗̏̚̚͝Ý̴͇̍̑̇̓͛͐͐̓͆̈̕̚͝O̸̢͎̪̥̗̳̲̗̗̣̱͛͛̔̃͑̿͌͘͠ͅŬ̴̡͍̤̙̻̩̻͕̠̫̞ ̷̢̭͇͚̹̼̠͖̏͘ą̸̰͉̌͒͝r̴̖̼͠ͅȩ̷̧̡̠̰͇̯̥͖̩͖̳̉̇̆̌̋̓̌͜ ̷̟͕̱͚̟͉̪̗͔̦̓̅̏̈̿̊͋͝ͅM̵̧͖̙͙̫̜̀̊̈̀̏ē̴̛̹̘̖͕̰̮̻̖̙͒̋͗̍͐̀͝!̷̛̳̯̟̹̣̝̂͋̽̃͜ ̵̨̭̭̼͓̕͜Ḯ̷̠̎̄͌̔́̎̏̎͐͗͒͝͝ ̶̨̛͕̙̩̝̥̤̳͉͈̊̌̋͒͐̿̈́͂̐̀̃͗͜ạ̸͓͙̝̺̇͊̀̀̒͑͋̅m̵̢̧̛͙̪̙̙̣͕̝̟͊̎͂ ̴̨̙̟̰̣̜̘̟̞̹̻͈̒t̸̥̙̹̞̤͖̒̅̑͆̊͆̀̓͛̂ḩ̴͎̘͉̞̲̪̤̩̝̙̣͙̞̼̌͝o̵͙̐̋͑u̷̲̺̣̩͔͙̮̇́͌̈́̒̋́̋̅́͝,̸̛̳͉̪̭̜̦̱̹̼̭̓̆̓̀͋̿̓͘ ̴̡̢̛͍̱͎̫͔̙͓͎͇͔̈́̏̐͂͐̓̄̎́t̶̠͖̊̍̉̄̄͐̿̾͘͝h̵̡̦̪͔̭̮̲͇̼͉͕͙̖̿͊͋̕͠͝͠ǫ̶̦͉͕̖͓͖̣̇̋͋̍̐̀̂̑̾͋̆͘͝u̵̢̺͖̠͓̣̫̝͈̯̤͛͛̓̍̈̀͜͜͝ ̴̧̛̬̹̠̘̮̈́͋́́̎̀̚͝a̷̧̧̼͕̣̜̬͔̫̣͎̯͊̄̿ȑ̶̝̦̺̖͝ͅţ̶̻̰͎̫͕̯̦̮͇͉͍̜͛̉͘ ̴̢̨͈͎͕̖̞̭̞̼̟̭͒̿̀̂̿͗͝I̸̢̗͉̩̟͕̬͓̼͚͖̠̋̇̋ͅ.̴͎͓̪͇̝̲͚̤̼̃̈́̄́͂͑̒̓͋̅̑̉͑͋̕ ̷͎̳̰̲̟͍̤̖͍͂̈́̀͐E̸̡̦̘͎̞̻͔̥̣̠̤̍̾v̸̡̨̘̳͚͔̗͔͕͉͔͎̠͓͚͛̍̿̋̌͝e̶̮̤̥͆̾̐̒͛̀̚ͅr̸̛̗̣̠̋͐͒̐͘̕ ̴̢͍̟͖̞̠̪̟͖̮͋̓̀͋͂̊ḩ̵̱̰̬̪̋̏̋̚e̶͍̊́̈́̏̉̆̾å̴̗͉̦̘͔̀̉͒̓͐r̷͕̬̔̄d̵̗̺̟̫̠̟͕̱̦͛͗̈́̆̂̕ ̸̨̧̨̢̖͖͖̙̼͎̣̣̻̆̍͒̅͛͂͆̍͐̕ͅt̴̡̧̜͙̜̳̹̖͕͚̳̏̃͑̑̂̂̂̈́́̏͊͐̕h̸̼͖͋͆a̸̡̨͚̳̰͚̖̱̪̳̐̈́̄̿̏͑̾̅̏͜ť̶̢̛̙̫̞̜̼̱͈͔͌̔̃͛̌̀̓̕͠͠ ̴̧̜̫͛̔͗̽̈́̆̈́͌͂̈́̚͘͝b̴̨͇͍͉̼̞̭̙̘͖͙̦̦̤͍̈́͐́́̀͑̃̓͑͂̓͝ȩ̶̡̮͕̭̯͚̩̝͓͇̐̇̋̅ͅf̷̫͕̣̮̗̓̃͐̽̓̾̀̔͗̂͘͝ǫ̷͎̘̖̌̓͜͝ͅr̴̛͕̣̞̺͕̤̜̲͖͇̂̀̔̐e̶̝͎̠̩̯̰̙̯̝͙̰̫͆̍̑͜͝?̶̢̡͍̮̼̮̜̲̬̞͈͚̮̠̅̃͐̍̾̌͠͝ͅ ̴̢̜͇̭̖͈͔͉͈̪͉̇͊̾̾̓̈́͑̎̚͜͜ͅͅT̸̡̢̛͙̦͎̙̘͕̩͎̠̮̳̘̝̋̾́̈̎̀̐̕h̴̡̜̭̺̯̺͉́͌̓̋͐͒̍̀̀̿́͠ą̷̛͇̝͚̖͍͎̮͚̔́̃̈̓̎̎͗̂́́̃̓͜t̵͎̩̏́́̅̊̓̊̕͠'̶̢̨͎̯̮̜̙̬͔̄͋̆̅͌͆́̌͘͝͝͝s̷̢̛͖̜͓̩̻̹̻͈̼̲̺̭̼̓̆̃̒̆̅̈̂͑̅̚̕͠ ̷̢̰̲͉͚͉̭̬̞͐̅̐̈́̎̓͘͘ẘ̴̢̡̛̹̼͈͚̭͙̘͖̰̖̩̟͑̽̑͋̉̂̌̀̉̉̚ͅḧ̶̳̳̘͙̭̠̪̠͈̺͉̠̩́̅̀͝a̵̼̤̪̹̹̗̰̓̋̈̔̽͜ͅͅt̴̮̼̪̾̀͐̀͑̈́̽̌̎̒̈́̄̇̕͠'̵̠̦̱̞͔̰̣̠̬͚̼̈́̉͊͌̂̓s̶̛͇̖̖̝͈̼̖̞͓̭͇̝͍͂̎͘ ̴̨̡̡̧̛̣̘̤̬͍̝͈̮̬̂̌͐͂̀̾̌̈́̍͋̕̕̕͝g̴̡̢̥͙̖͙̍́̋̄̓͗͘͜ǭ̸̩̺̬͇͛̒̿́́̓̑̊̎͘̚͘͜͠͝i̸̺͈̼͕͙̖̒̉̓͐̉̀̄̄͐͠n̵̳̙̰̞̘̝̱͋́̀̃̉̽̏̏̃͘̕̕ǵ̴͍̹̼̘̠͍͕̳͚̍͂͠ ̷̡̤͈̞̬̝̹̱̩̙͓̞̥̱̃͒͛ͅo̶̧̝͖̤̮͓̫͆̑̃͐͜͜n̷̡̗̗̹̰̈́̿̓̍̀̈́̈́̾̀͗͠͝.̸̛̗͔̹̪̪̲͕͖̰͇͇́ ̷̨̜̙͎̦̫̟̉̔̂͒̈́̃͒̍̂̈̎"

'I can barely understand you. How the hell am I meant to know what you're saying?' Aaron asked himself. [I'll set you up with a conversational room in your head. Just tell Crystet and the others that you'll be back in a minute, and we can get to the bottom of this.] Memica told him, and Aaron nodded. He turned to Crystet and the others, a smile on his face. "I have to go for a minute. I need to talk to somebody. Make sure that this guy doesn't try to kill me." Aaron requested them, falling to the ground, limp, relinquishing his grip on the white-haired man who had tried to kill him. Crystet rushed up to him, but instead of trying to cushion Aaron's fall, he grabbed onto the man, holding his arms back. "Let go of me!" He yelled, kicking at Crystet's knee, moving his leg backwards. It was just this movement he needed, as he lifted his leg and swung behind him, hitting Crystet in the stomach.

Aaron had no way to know what was going on, however, as his vision was dark. He was travelling somewhere in his mind, and he couldn't see where. Aaron felt his ethereal body moving at high speeds before it finally stopped, leaving him in a dark room, the walls painted black, with a light above his head being the only source of light. He looked around the room, and in the distance, he saw a table. He began walking towards it as the light above his head followed him. The table was painted black, but there was writing on it, and the writing was in pink.

"Welcome back. Remember me?" Aaron asked, looking up from the table, and a familiar face was there. It was...him. He was standing there. However, it wasn't this form of him standing there. It was him, corrupted. "You," Aaron responded as the monster before him smiled. "You aren't just me, but my soul?"

"T̷h̸a̵t̷'̷s̵ ̸r̴i̵g̷h̴t̴,̵ ̸A̴a̷r̶o̵n̴.̷ ̸I̸ ̷a̷m̴ ̶y̶o̸u̸.̴ ̸Y̸o̵u̴r̸ ̴s̶o̸u̶l̴.̵ ̴I̵ ̵d̶i̷d̶ ̴t̸e̵l̵l̶ ̷y̴o̷u̷ ̴t̷h̵i̷s̵,̷ ̵b̷u̴t̵ ̴a̵p̶p̸a̸r̶e̷n̶t̵l̶y̸ ̸y̷o̶u̸ ̴c̵o̵u̷l̶d̴n̴'̸t̴ ̶h̷e̴a̴r̶ ̵m̶e̴,̸ ̶y̷o̷u̴ ̴d̷e̶a̶f̶e̷n̶e̷d̸ ̵f̷u̴c̷k̴.̸ ̵A̶l̴l̴ ̷B̷o̶u̸n̴d̴l̵e̸s̵s̶ ̵p̸e̶o̵p̴l̴e̸ ̷h̴a̵v̴e̶ ̵s̷o̷m̴e̷t̵h̵i̴n̶g̴ ̶l̵i̵k̶e̴ ̵m̴e̸ ̷i̷n̴s̶i̶d̷e̶ ̸t̵h̶e̵i̶r̸ ̷s̴o̶u̷l̸,̸ ̸a̶n̵d̷ ̷t̷h̷i̷s̶ ̵i̸s̴ ̶t̶h̵e̸ ̶f̸o̷r̸m̴ ̵y̴o̵u̸'̶v̵e̴ ̶u̸n̴k̷n̸o̷w̴i̵n̶g̶l̵y̸ ̶d̷e̶c̷i̴d̶e̷d̸ ̴f̵o̶r̵ ̷m̷e̵ ̵t̵o̸ ̴t̴a̵k̶e̴.̴ ̴A̶l̴l̸ ̶o̴f̴ ̸y̸o̴u̷r̴ ̶w̶o̵r̵s̷t̸ ̴t̶r̵a̸i̸t̷s̸ ̴c̴u̴l̶m̴i̶n̴a̶t̷e̵d̴ ̸i̷n̵t̶o̸ ̷t̸h̴i̵s̵ ̷f̵o̶r̸m̷ ̸o̴f̴ ̵y̷o̴u̷r̴s̴e̸l̵f̷,̵ ̶a̵n̷d̷ ̴I̸ ̵a̴m̵ ̶t̵h̴e̷ ̴o̸n̵e̶ ̷y̵o̴u̴ ̷p̸u̵t̵ ̵y̷o̸u̶r̶ ̴b̵l̴a̴m̴e̸ ̸o̷n̵.̸" The monster before him stated. "C̵a̵l̴l̴ ̶m̷e̵ ̵S̷o̷u̷l̶.̸ ̶I̴t̷'̸s̴ ̶t̸h̸e̵ ̶s̷i̷m̴p̷l̸e̴s̷t̷ ̴t̴e̷r̶m̸ ̵y̵o̶u̶ ̵c̷a̶n̶ ̵u̷s̶e̸ ̷f̶o̷r̶ ̸m̷e̵.̵ ̴S̸o̷u̵l̷.̵"

"So, Soul, why are you here?" Aaron asked, trying to find out any bits of information about the thing in his Soul. "̷W̶e̷l̷l̴,̶ ̸I̵ ̴a̷l̴r̸e̴a̷d̴y̶ ̷t̴o̵l̴d̷ ̶y̴o̵u̸ ̸t̴h̷i̷s̷,̶ ̶b̴u̸t̴ ̵e̵v̶e̵r̶y̴ ̵B̴o̷u̷n̵d̶l̶e̸s̵s̸ ̷p̷e̵r̴s̶o̷n̵ ̷h̸a̷s̴ ̵s̸o̷m̸e̷t̴h̶i̴n̵g̷ ̸l̷i̸k̵e̴ ̶m̸e̶ ̵i̷n̶ ̷t̷h̸e̸i̶r̸ ̴s̷o̸u̶l̶,̵ ̵b̷u̵t̷ ̵n̷o̴t̸ ̶m̷a̵n̶y̵ ̴r̶e̶a̸l̷i̸s̸e̶ ̷i̵t̴.̴ ̴T̷h̶e̴y̷ ̸t̴h̵i̴n̵k̷ ̷t̶h̸a̶t̸ ̴i̴t̷'̷s̴ ̵t̴h̸e̵m̵ ̵w̶h̷o̸ ̵i̷s̷ ̸i̴n̵h̶e̷r̸i̵t̴a̴n̶t̷l̸y̶ ̶e̷v̴i̵l̶.̵ ̴H̶o̷w̷e̴v̸e̵r̴,̴ ̴y̵o̷u̸'̶r̴e̷ ̷e̵x̵t̸r̷e̷m̴e̸l̶y̶ ̸l̸u̶c̸k̷y̴ ̶i̶n̸ ̶t̴h̶i̵s̴ ̷s̵e̷n̵s̸e̶,̷ ̷a̶s̸ ̴w̸e̸ ̴a̶r̶e̵ ̶a̸b̴e̴l̵ ̴t̶o̴ ̵t̷a̷l̷k̸.̸ ̸A̶l̴l̵ ̸b̴e̶c̸a̷u̶s̵e̴ ̴o̷f̷ ̴t̵h̷a̵t̷ ̷o̵n̶e̴ ̸s̶k̸i̵l̵l̴ ̶y̷o̷u̸ ̵h̶a̴v̸e̶.̶ ̴B̶o̸u̴n̸d̶l̸e̵s̵s̵ ̶T̵e̸l̶e̷k̵i̶n̷e̸s̷i̸s̴.̷ ̷I̷ ̴d̴o̶n̷'̸t̷ ̵t̵h̴i̶n̷k̷ ̶y̵o̸u̴ ̶k̷n̸o̴w̸ ̵t̸h̵i̴s̸,̴ ̶b̸u̴t̵ ̴e̸v̵e̴r̴y̵o̴n̴e̷ ̶h̷a̴s̶ ̸a̷c̸c̴e̵s̴s̴s̶ ̷t̵o̴ ̷a̴ ̵d̸i̴f̸f̸e̶r̶e̴n̶t̸ ̴B̶o̷u̴n̵d̸l̴e̶s̸s̷ ̵M̸e̴n̷u̷,̶ ̶a̵n̵d̴ ̷y̴o̸u̶ ̴a̵r̶e̸ ̷t̵h̷e̸ ̸o̷n̵l̶y̸ ̶k̴n̵o̷w̴n̴ ̵p̸e̵r̸s̵o̵n̷ ̸w̴i̸t̸h̸ ̴s̵u̸c̶h̶ ̷a̴ ̷b̵r̸o̷k̷e̸n̵ ̴a̶b̶i̷l̵i̴t̸y̶.̸ ̵M̷o̷s̵t̴ ̵o̵n̸l̴y̵ ̵h̵a̵v̵e̵ ̶a̵b̸i̷l̵i̶t̶i̷e̷s̵ ̵w̷h̵i̷c̶h̴ ̷g̶i̶v̴e̷ ̸t̵h̴e̷m̵ ̷a̸ ̶s̷i̵n̶g̸l̶e̷ ̸a̶t̴t̵a̸c̸k̸.̸ ̶Y̵o̵u̴ ̷g̸o̵t̷ ̷t̸h̴e̶s̷e̵ ̵b̴r̸o̷k̴e̵n̷ ̴a̴b̷i̶l̴i̸t̸i̸e̴s̴,̷ ̶a̴n̸d̸ ̸a̸l̵l̴ ̶i̵t̶ ̴t̸o̸o̶k̴ ̷w̸a̸s̶ ̴a̸ ̸l̷i̸t̷t̷l̶e̵ ̶c̶h̵a̷n̵c̵e̴.̴ ̷Y̶o̵u̸r̷ ̵s̵o̷u̸l̶ ̷i̵s̶ ̷p̶o̶s̷s̸s̸i̶b̷l̸y̵ ̶t̶h̸e̷ ̵m̶o̴s̶t̴ ̴s̵u̴i̶t̶a̵b̵l̶e̴ ̷f̵o̷r̵ ̸s̷o̵m̷e̷t̸h̶i̴n̶g̴ ̸e̵v̵e̷n̶ ̵N̶ ̶a̷n̸d̵ ̷L̴ ̶a̵r̶e̶ ̶l̷o̷n̴g̴i̷n̷g̷ ̵f̶o̴r̷.̵"̴ His Soul explained, his hand going up into the air. A single above them like a blinding skylight.

"̵T̸h̷e̷ ̸S̵u̴p̷r̵e̷m̷e̸ ̷S̴y̷s̸t̴e̴m̴.̸"̴

"̷I̶t̴'̶s̶ ̵s̸o̸m̶e̷t̵h̶i̷n̵g̴ ̶o̷n̶l̶y̶ ̴o̶n̴e̷ ̸p̷e̵r̷s̸o̸n̴ ̶i̶n̶ ̶t̸h̸e̸ ̷e̸n̴t̸i̶r̴e̴t̷y̴ ̸o̵f̶ ̸t̶h̶e̷ ̴k̴n̴o̵w̶n̷ ̵u̶n̶i̶v̸e̶r̵s̶e̷ ̶h̷a̵s̶ ̴a̸ ̸h̸o̷l̸d̴ ̴o̵f̴,̴ ̶a̶n̶d̸ ̶t̸h̵e̴y̸ ̷a̴r̵e̸ ̵t̵h̵e̶ ̷s̷o̴l̸e̵ ̴r̶u̴l̸e̴r̵ ̸o̷f̶ ̷e̵v̵e̶r̵y̸t̵h̴i̸n̶g̸.̶ ̴H̷i̷s̶ ̶n̴a̶m̶e̷ ̸i̶s̸ ̴A̴R̵.̸ ̵H̴e̴ ̵h̷o̴l̴d̸s̶ ̴c̴o̵n̵t̵r̶o̵l̴ ̴o̷f̷ ̴t̴h̷e̴ ̵S̸u̴p̴r̶e̴m̴e̴ ̴S̸y̶s̷t̴e̶m̶,̶ ̸a̶n̸d̴ ̴i̷t̶ ̸i̵s̵ ̶o̷u̶r̵ ̵g̷o̸a̷l̸ ̸t̶o̶ ̴g̴e̸t̴ ̷t̸h̴o̸s̷e̴ ̶t̶h̸i̶n̵g̶s̵.̵ ̶H̷o̶w̷e̵v̴e̴r̴,̵ ̸t̷h̷e̶r̶e̸ ̵h̵a̷s̴ ̴n̴e̶v̴e̶r̶ ̵b̴e̷e̵n̸ ̴a̴ ̷B̴o̷u̸n̵d̶l̵e̷s̷s̶ ̴P̴e̶r̷s̴o̵n̷ ̷t̶o̵ ̷a̵c̴h̴i̴e̶v̸e̵ ̸s̴u̸c̷h̴ ̸a̵ ̸s̸t̶a̴t̵e̶.̷ ̷A̵ ̵s̷t̴a̵t̶e̶ ̵o̶f̷ ̴S̴u̸p̸r̵e̸m̶a̸c̵y̴.̵ ̷A̵l̸l̶ ̸S̶o̸u̴l̸s̴ ̴w̷a̵n̶t̷ ̷t̷o̵ ̷a̶c̶h̵i̴e̷v̵e̷ ̸i̴t̷,̵ ̸b̵u̴t̴ ̵n̵o̷n̴e̶ ̶h̸a̵v̷e̷ ̴g̷o̴t̵t̸e̸n̴ ̷t̸h̵e̵r̴e̷.̸ ̷H̶o̷w̵e̷v̵e̷r̸,̴ ̶I̴ ̸t̵h̵i̷n̸k̴ ̶y̵o̸u̵'̷l̶l̵ ̶b̴e̸ ̷t̷h̷e̶ ̵o̷n̸e̷ ̴t̸o̵ ̵g̷e̸t̷ ̵t̷h̵e̴r̷e̴.̴ ̴A̵f̸t̵e̸r̴ ̵a̵l̷l̶,̶ ̵y̷o̴u̴ ̴h̸a̴v̶e̶ ̷t̷h̸e̴ ̵m̶o̶s̷t̴ ̷a̸d̸v̶a̵n̷c̷e̴d̴ ̵B̷o̵u̴n̸d̷l̶e̸s̵s̶ ̶S̵y̴s̸t̷e̵m̸ ̴t̴h̵a̶t̴ ̷i̴s̴ ̵c̴u̴r̴r̴e̵n̶t̶l̷y̷ ̵k̷n̴o̵w̶n̸ ̴t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̷ ̸w̶o̵r̵l̷d̴.̷"̶ Aaron's Soul explained, confusing Aaron. "So, there's something above Boundless? Why the hell is that there? After all, being Boundless is overpowered enough, but now there's a Supreme System that I can try to get? This is just too broken to imagine."

"̶O̷h̸,̶ ̶i̸t̵'̸s̷ ̴c̵e̷r̶t̷a̵i̴n̴l̶y̴ ̸o̵v̴e̵r̷p̵o̵w̸e̷r̵e̴d̶,̸ ̵a̵n̷d̷ ̵I̴ ̷k̵n̵o̴w̵ ̵t̴h̶a̶t̷ ̷A̵R̶ ̷i̷s̵ ̷u̴s̷i̴n̸g̸ ̶o̷n̸e̴ ̴o̶f̴ ̷h̷i̷s̷ ̴s̸k̴i̸l̵l̴s̵ ̵o̴t̶ ̸s̶p̴y̶ ̸o̷n̴ ̸y̴o̶u̶.̷ ̷A̷f̸t̴e̶r̴ ̴a̵l̴l̵,̵ ̷o̴n̸e̵ ̵o̴f̷ ̵h̶i̷s̷ ̶a̸b̵i̵l̸i̷t̵i̸e̵s̴ ̶i̵s̴ ̶t̵o̸ ̵v̴i̴e̴w̶ ̵p̷e̷o̵p̸l̷e̸'̴s̷ ̵l̴i̷f̸e̶ ̴l̵i̶k̸e̶ ̶a̶ ̴s̵t̷o̵r̸y̶.̴ ̸H̶e̵'̴s̴ ̷p̵r̸o̸b̶a̷b̵l̸y̴ ̴v̷i̴e̸w̵i̴n̷g̶ ̶y̴o̵u̴r̵s̷ ̵r̵i̵g̸h̵t̵ ̶n̴o̶w̶,̵ ̷i̷f̷ ̵h̵e̴'̴s̴ ̷d̷e̵c̴i̵d̴e̷d̷ ̶t̶o̶ ̶r̴e̴a̴d̵ ̸t̸h̶i̵s̵ ̵f̵a̴r̵ ̵i̸n̷t̵o̶ ̸y̵o̴u̶r̴ ̷l̷i̸f̶e̷.̷ ̶L̴i̴k̷e̷ ̶a̵ ̵r̵e̶a̷l̷-̵t̷i̵m̸e̸ ̶u̷p̴d̸a̷t̸e̵d̸ ̸n̵o̵v̵e̷l̴.̵ ̴Y̴o̶u̸ ̶r̵e̶a̴d̷ ̶a̸ ̴l̵o̸t̷ ̸o̴f̶ ̴b̸o̸o̷k̸s̷ ̵i̵n̸ ̶y̶o̴u̸r̶ ̸l̷i̶f̴e̴,̸ ̶s̴o̴ ̴I̶ ̷b̴e̶t̵ ̵y̵o̷u̴'̷r̸e̸ ̶p̴r̵e̸t̵t̸y̷ ̷f̶a̸m̶i̸l̸i̵a̶r̸ ̶w̷i̷t̵h̸ ̵b̶o̷o̵k̴s̵ ̵b̸e̷i̶n̴g̴ ̴p̴u̴b̸l̸i̷s̴h̴e̸d̸ ̵o̶n̷l̵i̶n̴e̴.̴ ̸T̵h̸i̸n̶k̵ ̷o̵f̸ ̷h̸i̴m̴ ̴r̶e̶a̸d̴i̵n̵g̴ ̵y̶o̸u̷r̸ ̸l̵i̸f̷e̴ ̵l̶i̶k̴e̶ ̶t̷h̵a̴t̶.̷"̵ Aaron's Soul continued to explain. "Like a story? Well, that's a mind-bender. It's hard to imagine what it's like for him, having to read through this. Does he know what's going to happen in the future?" Aaron asked the Soul.

"̵N̵o̴,̸ ̸h̶e̵ ̶c̸a̶n̶'̶t̶.̷ ̵S̴o̵m̶e̴t̴h̴i̸n̸g̴ ̸i̶s̴ ̷d̸e̴s̷c̷r̶i̸b̵i̶n̸g̸ ̷y̵o̸u̸r̵ ̴e̵v̷e̸r̵y̶ ̶a̶c̶t̷i̴o̶n̴,̸ ̶a̷n̶d̷ ̸t̷h̵e̶ ̸a̴c̵t̸i̷o̸n̵s̵ ̴o̷f̴ ̴t̵h̸e̴ ̷p̸e̵o̶p̴l̸e̷ ̷a̷r̷o̷u̶n̸d̸ ̴y̵o̶u̸,̵ ̸r̸e̶v̸e̶a̶l̸i̸n̶g̵ ̷t̷h̶e̶i̵r̸ ̷t̸h̷o̷u̷g̵h̵t̶s̸ ̸a̵n̸d̴ ̷r̸e̵a̶s̷o̵n̵i̸n̶g̶s̸ ̷t̸o̵ ̵h̷i̵m̷.̴ ̶H̵e̷ ̵e̵s̸s̵e̷n̵t̴i̷a̵l̵l̶y̵ ̶k̵n̵o̶w̴s̴ ̵e̸v̴e̷r̸y̸t̵h̶i̷n̷g̷ ̴a̴s̴ ̴i̵t̸'̵s̶ ̶h̵a̷p̸p̶e̷n̵i̸n̸g̷.̴ ̷T̴h̵a̵t̷'̶s̸ ̴w̶h̸a̴t̸ ̶h̷i̸s̵ ̷S̸u̵p̵r̸e̴m̷e̷ ̵S̵y̸s̸t̴e̷m̶ ̴l̵e̷t̵s̴ ̸h̸i̵m̴ ̷d̵o̸.̸ ̶W̶e̵ ̷d̸o̸n̵'̶t̷ ̸k̴n̴o̷w̶ ̷w̴h̷a̸t̸ ̵t̴h̴e̵ ̵S̵u̸p̴r̷e̵m̷e̸ ̸S̶y̸s̶t̷e̸m̵ ̴c̸a̶n̵ ̶a̷n̵d̴ ̷c̴a̴n̶'̷t̵ ̷d̴o̶,̶ ̴s̸o̸ ̵t̶h̴i̴s̸ ̶w̸o̴u̵l̶d̵ ̴b̶e̸ ̴t̶h̸e̵ ̷p̶e̸r̷f̴e̵c̸t̷ ̷o̵p̷p̵o̷r̷t̶u̸n̸i̵t̴y̵,̸ ̵a̶l̸t̸h̴o̵u̸g̷h̸ ̴t̶h̴e̶r̷e̵ ̸i̴s̷ ̴a̶ ̷c̴h̷a̶n̶c̸e̷ ̵t̴h̶a̴t̸ ̴o̴n̸l̷y̷ ̵o̷n̴e̶ ̶p̷e̶r̸s̵o̸n̵ ̴c̸a̵n̴ ̵h̷a̴v̸e̵ ̸t̵h̴e̵ ̶s̷y̸s̴t̷e̴m̸ ̴a̴t̴ ̵o̸n̷c̷e̸,̵ ̶s̸o̸ ̶k̶i̶l̶l̶i̴n̴g̸ ̵h̸i̸m̶ ̵w̸i̷l̷l̴ ̸b̷e̸ ̷a̷n̷ ̵a̷b̸s̶o̴l̸u̸t̷e̵ ̷p̷a̵i̶n̸.̸"̷ Aaron's Soul finished explaining, and all Aaron could do was smile. He knew what would happen, and before it even happened, he was making the statement.

"AR, if you're reading this, you aren't safe. You can't do anything but stop and watch, and trust me, I will find you, and I will kill you. I'm determined to do stuff now, and that determination is what'll lead me to you. After all, if you have the Supreme System, you had to earn it, right? You had to get it through hard work, and I will not stop until it is mine because if all you do is watch, then you're a shit god. I will make sure that everyone's lives are better, and if you won't do it."

"I will."

Oh shit something higher than Boundlessness

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