Omniscience in Marvel 49

Title - Vs The Daevas

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The triumvirate that were Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva were the strongest Gods of the Daevic Pantheon. Where Brahma is attributed to have created the world, Vishnu preserves and Shiva destroys in order for it to be created anew.

A unique set of siblings, each with his own role in the grand tapestry of their existence. It was unknown whether the world in their contest was the universe, or just their home dimension, but one thing was certain.

They were Powerful. Very much so.

Their Respective Divinity aside, just their physical mass was enough to put most Gods and Divine Beings to shame. Leucadius could swear that in comparison to them, Odin was weak.

However, where they relied on their physical body more than their Energy, Odin relied on the Odin-force to be Nigh-Omnipotent.

"Dance? Please, I doubt anyone in this Vast Universe can withstand a few moves from me when I begin dancing." Shiva said, almost contemptuously as he replied Leucadius.

Of his four eyes, two were blazing with battle intent, and the other two, nonchalant. His upper two arms were being flexed as though getting ready for the battle while his lower two arms were placed on his waist.

Leucadius didn't know whether he was gearing up to battle or just standing there lazily. It was hard to get a read on someone who wasn't even readable in the first place.

Turning to the other party, Vishnu, Leucadius found that he too was behaving in the same manner as his brother. 'Could they not just have their entire body be in sync?' Leucadius thought as he began Manipulating his body density to match theirs.

He wasn't going to be arrogant enough to believe that he could go against them with just his body. They were Daevas. Beings with the most powerful body in this Universe as far as he could tell, so he wasn't about to clash with them with his mere Eternal/Deviant physique.

Density manipulation. An ability that allows for the control of the density of objects, substances, or the user's own body. By altering the density, the user can make objects or themselves lighter or heavier, as well as more or less compact.

This ability can have various applications, such as increasing physical strength by making oneself denser, becoming intangible by decreasing density, or even manipulating the density of objects to change their properties or capabilities.

Leucadius wasn't about to take any chances of increasing and decreasing his body's density during the battle, so he just made his muscle, skin and bones denser to match the Daevas.

Looking at his spear, he smiled and placed it into his Hammer Space where his sword was already chilling and clenched his fists. He had the thought of using the transformation magic he'd learnt in Heliopolis to make for himself an extra pair of hands, but after mulling over it for less than a second, he discarded the thought.

He'd like to beat the two in his own body and in his own way. He wasn't about to disfigure his body just to win. 'Increasing my body's Density isn't much of a disfigurement when you think about it logically.' he thought to himself.

"Impressive use of energy. Now I don't have to hold back much." Shiva said as he gave Leucadius a look over. He could feel the change in the young God's body and was rather pleased with it.

"Do you mind if we come at you together?" Vishnu, the lesser battle crazy person of the two asked to which Leucadius shook his head.

"I don't mind. Come. I don't have all day."

"Hehehe, unfortunately for you, we can fight all day long." Shiva said with a giggle before it changed into a mad cackle as he lunged at Leucadius.

With his body's density increase, Leucadius could now exert over 40 tons of force, but even that wasn't much in comparison to Shiva who with a single punch, managed to numb his hand which he used to block, and that was just once punch.

Now this battle was unfair in the first place since Shiva had four hands while he only had two, but Leucadius wasn't one to make excuses. To make up for the lack of an extra pair of hands, Leucadius knew he had to capitalize on speed.

The numbing sensation disappeared as soon as it came due to Leucadius' constant circulation of energy around his body, so with quick reaction, he was able to block another punch being dealt from Shiva from his right.

This time, instead of blocking, Leucadius parried it, reducing the force and destabilizing the blue skinned God, and taking advantage of that, he countered with a punch of his own. This punch thrown was directed at his jaws, but instead of the staggering reaction Leucadius was expecting, all Shiva did was smirk before his lower arms held him in place.

Seeing as his movements had been restricted, Leucadius didn't panic but prepared himself for a punching contest. It was a good thing that his Reactor was operating on its own since then punches from Shiva weren't light at all.

Shiva and Leucadius faced each other in this manner, punch after punch after punch. If Shiva punched one, Leucadius returned. That was all they were doing until Vishnu joined in.

This time, the already imbalanced battle took an even more imbalanced turn, however, contrary to the audience's expectations, Leucadius had a wide smile.

His sky blue eyes shone brightly as he received and returned each attack.

The battle intensified, adding another layer of complexity to the already intense exchange of blows. Despite being outnumbered, Leucadius remained undaunted, his determination shining through his eyes as he faced the onslaught of attacks from both Daevas.

"Looks like you really are enjoying yourself!" Shiva screamed as they continued punching at each other.

"You have no fucking idea!!" Was Leucadius' reply which caused Shiva to laugh uproariously.

'Looks like activating Absolute Intelligence is a necessity.' Leucadius thought to himself in relish. This way, he could further train its usage.

Leucadius knew that Absolute Intelligence was a skill without a ceiling. As far as it was mentally achievable, it could be done. That was the Essence of the skill.

In this case, he needed to adapt. To evolve. To become more…To be enlightened.

Leucadius didn't see this exchange of blows as just a spar, a fight or a battle. No, he saw something more. An art. A dance even. And like all dance and arts, there was a pattern, a rhythm that needed to be followed.

He couldn't get this level of mental strain when battling Wukong, the Eternal, or Even Set.

Wukong was strong, but brutally strong without art. The Eternals were strong but ignorant of how to use their abilities. Set was just overwhelmingly strong and nothing could be learnt from their encounter other than his weakness in the face of overwhelming power.

And so, with the skill activated, his heightened density and quick reflexes, Leucadius began to hold his own against the combined might of Shiva and Vishnu. Each punch he delivered became precise and calculated, aiming for vulnerable spots and exploiting any opening he could find.

When receiving their attacks, he also positioned himself with a calculated precision so as to minimize the damage done to him by the force of their fists.

As the battle raged on, Leucadius began to adapt to his opponents' fighting styles, through keen observation, he began learning their attack patterns and weaknesses with each passing moment, and in next to no time his movement changed to something akin to a dance.

It was as though he danced around their attacks with grace and agility, using his speed and agility to his advantage. His body's increased density posed no challenge to his movement speed in any way.

And despite their overwhelming strength, Shiva and Vishnu found themselves impressed by Leucadius' resilience, adaptation and skill level.

'What a fine specimen.' Shiva thought in delight as his smile grew wider. His movements also moving to match Leucadius' beautiful movements. In his eyes those were the movements worthy of a Daeva.

Vishnu too couldn't help but be amazed at the brilliance of the young God. It would be a lie if he said he was going all out. The little dimension they were in could attest to it.

Similar to his fight with Wukong, a massive area of over 5 kilometers around them was already in ruins. The once lustrous vegetative plain was nothing but utter desolation, yet, he knew this battle was far from over.

With Leucadius' adaptation, he and his brother were also forced to adapt. He held a divinity over Preservation. Preservation was a form of Balance. Order. Adaptation was a form of Evolution which was a form of Chaos.

In the context of a dynamic system in the natural world, evolution involves constant change, adaptation, and the emergence of new forms and structures. This process is often characterized by unpredictability, randomness, and the breaking of established patterns or structures, all of which are hallmarks of chaos.

Evolution drives diversity and complexity. Therefore, it aligns more closely with the concept of Chaos rather than Order, and this was something that went against his very existence.

It wasn't to the point of making the young God an enemy, but it was enough to make him interested. Very much interested in seeing how far they could push each other.

The three combatants continued to clash, their movements blurring as they exchanged blows with incredible speed and precision. The ground shook with each impact, and the air crackled with energy as they unleashed their full power upon each other.

But amidst the chaos and destruction, Leucadius stood steadfast, his gaze unbroken. With every punch he threw, he grew stronger, drawing upon his reserves of energy to push himself beyond his limits.

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"That God…he truly is an anomaly." Brahma intoned as he watched his brothers battle the young God. "To think someone of that caliber was born and we only got news of him after this flooding incident."

"You're not thinking of joining in are you?" Susanoo asked as he stood behind his sister. He knew he wasn't in a position to question the Triune but he still did anyway.

Initially, he came here to vent his anger on the arrogant God who thought it was wise to kill off the minor Gods from the Pantheon of Gods. However, upon watching him battle, he had nothing but admiration for the young God.

As a God of war, storm and all forms of Violence, what greater joy was there than seeing someone who embodied all these things while still standing invincibly?

Hermes and Athena too had the same questioning look in their eyes as they looked upon one of the Triumvirate. They too could see how powerful Leucadius was, so in a way, they were actually rooting for him.

Athena as a Goddess of wisdom Warfare and other things also felt a sense of endearment towards the young God.

"You worry too much. I doubt my joining in would even change anything. Contrary, it would even make him stronger." Brahma said indifferently as his three pairs of eyes seemed to be looking at Leucadius.

"He has divinities similar to…a lot of Gods gathered on him. Pushing him would only make him tap into them earlier than he should," he continued, as the creation God of his pantheon, he was observant to certain things, and Leucadius was one massive piece of mystery.

He could tell much but he felt that this man was a moving pantheon on his own. He was like the source of all divinity, and anything he decides was divine becomes divine.

Of Course, he could be wrong, but he could also be right.

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As the battle raged on, the landscape around them continued to deteriorate, the once lush surroundings reduced to a desolate wasteland under the onslaught of their power. Leucadius could feel the strain on his body, the intense exertion taking its toll, but he refused to falter.

He felt a sense of growth he hadn't felt in 3000 years.

Since he recovered his energy, it was as though he became stagnant. The Reactor made sure he remained at his peak, but in his current situation, pushing himself beyond his limits, he felt a chance to grow.

With each passing moment, his mastery over density manipulation grew, allowing him to fine-tune his movements and reactions with unparalleled precision.

His muscle mass gradually increased, enabling him to exert more force than before. However the Daevas just seemed to match his every growth. It was frustrating and intriguing at the same time.

He danced through the onslaught, his every step a calculated maneuver to outwit and outmaneuver his opponents, to the lesser Gods watching,(Gods other than Amaterasu and Brahma) the movement of the three Gods was akin to blurs.

Even Hermes, the fastest God in the immediate surrounding, found it hard to keep up.

And so, the battle continued as minutes turned into hours.

Shiva and Vishnu, despite their overwhelming strength, found themselves hard-pressed to keep up with Leucadius' relentless assault. The young god seemed to have tapped into a wellspring of untapped potential, his every action guided by an innate understanding of combat that surpassed mere skill.

As they clashed, the air crackled with energy, they could feel the very fabric of reality around them trembling under the weight of their power. Each blow reverberated through the battlefield, echoing with the intensity of their clash.

But even amidst the chaos, there was a sense of harmony, a rhythm to their movements that spoke of a deeper connection between combatants. It was as though Leucadius had become a Daeva.

Due to his speed, he looked like someone with three heads and six hands. An Asura. Leucadius moved with the fluidity of a dancer, and the ferocity of a warrior, his every motion a testament to his mastery over his own body.

With each exchange, Shiva and Vishnu found themselves pushed to their limits, their own abilities tested to the breaking point. But even in the face of such adversity, they refused to yield as they resolved to continue the fight.

However…

"Don't you both think you've done enough?" Brahma who was once standing away from the battlefield suddenly appeared and pulled Shiva away, causing him to release the hold he had on Leucadius.

"Huh!? What are you doing, Brahma!?" Shiva screamed in anger and the interruption of his sweet time.

"Stopping you from doing something foolish." Brahma said, he waved his hand towards Shiva and Vishnu causing a purple light to cover them effectively healing their wounds.

Similar to Leucadius, they were also bleeding from the various cuts and bruises all over their bodies, and while they did have regenerative factors, certain wounds inflicted with Godly/Divine Energy wouldn't just heal naturally.

Additionally, they needed their own energy to heal, but with their lack of energy, it would be slower than usual.

Leucadius, who was in the Zone, was snapped out of it causing him to frown slightly at the interruption. He had already gotten a few gains from the fight just now but he felt it was a loss to just end here.

He was sure he wouldn't die no matter what since he was inside the Motherbox. One way or the other, he would still survive. This was why he was carelessly duking it out with the two.

"We'll consider this battle our loss." Brahma said with a curt bow towards Leucadius.

"Huh!? Who decided that? We were far from losing y'know!" Shiva protested while Vishnu sighed sadly.

"We fought two against one and still couldn't win after so long. Have some shame brother." Vishnu said and bowed shortly at Leucadius before walking over to his brothers.

"Hmm, but I didn't win either, so we'll leave the fight for another day. I'm pretty sure if it was a one on one, we would've fought till the end of our lives…if our lives even had one." Leucadius said jokingly before shooting three beams of light towards them.

"A hundred years from now, I will be throwing a party in Heaven. You're all free to come."

"Oh? A party? Will there be dancers?" Shiva asked, his previous dissatisfaction gone and replaced by excitement.

"Dancers…?" Leucadius asked as he fell into his thoughts. He had never taken the time to explore Heaven and its uniqueness so he didn't know if the angels were good dancers. "I'm not so sure about that,"

"What!? What kind of party is done without dancers? What other form of entertainment is there?"

"I have no idea, but there will be food and drinks…" Leucadius said quietly. His lack of knowledge about his own realm was embarrassing that he felt like punching his past self for his laziness.

"How…horrible. To think that your parties are held without dancers. Dancing is the supreme form of entertainment in the realm of Gods. The artistic movements of one's body in rhythm to certain tunes and music." Shiva began dancing as he spoke only for Brahma to punch him on the head.

"We'll be there." He said

"Then I will be expecting you." Leucadius then turned to Shiva and said. "Feel free to bring an entourage of dancers with you. I'm sure you'll be able to liven up the atmosphere."

"Really?!" Shiva asked excitedly to which Leucadius nodded.

"Then it's a promise. Don't forget your words,"Shiva said as Brahma dragged him atop the blooming flower petal they came here upon.

"I am a man of my words." Was all Leucadius said as they disappeared. He wasn't surprised as to how they were able to leave The Motherbox's dimension without permission since he could feel a Dimensional Shifting Energy Fluctuation from the petal.

Not wanting anyone to take this dimension as a joke, he immediately willed them out, depositing them all in the void of space outside Earth.

"I hope to see you in Heaven in a hundred years." He said to Amaterasu who nodded with a smile before a Sun chariot materialized around her and Susanoo.

In the next moment, they shot out into space at speeds faster than light. Leucadius smiled and then turned to Nezha who smiled and cupped his fist at him before summoning a sword which he stood on.

"Give this to the Jade Emperor, he is also invited." Leucadius said as a beam of light was shot towards him. Nezha nodded and looked at Wukong who looked excited as he summoned a body of clouds under his feet.

In the next breath, they too were gone.

"I hope you also pass on my message to your Father. Regal to him what you've also witnessed." Leucadius' smiling expression disappeared as he regarded the Olympian Gods.

He was confused though, as to why Athena was looking at him with that expression. However, remembering that they were Olympians, he threw whatever ideas and theories and shot a beam of light towards Hermes.

"Your father can choose his entourage, but ensure that he does so wisely." As he finished speaking, as though waiting for this moment, a massive beam of light shot down from above them and enveloped Leucadius.

At the end of the light was a massive Portal and behind that portal was the gleaming Silver Gates of Heaven. Leucadius was surprised at the scene but he didn't let it show on his face.

At the gate of heaven were numerous angels lined up orderly in wait. One needn't be a genius to know whom they were waiting upon as Four six winged Angels flew down through the beam of light and came upon Leucadius.

"Father, we've come to escort you home." They four Seraphs said at the same time

"Hmm." Leucadius hummed as he sat in this Throne. Casting one last glance at the Olympians who were in shock at the reception, he disappeared along with the beam of light.

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A/N: Alright, quick question. Was this style of fighting good?