Ends unfolding through his gaze

*Ahahahhah* Deep within the veil of the cosmos, in a faraway segment.

The joy-filled laughter of a mighty man resounded, echoing through the empty and radiant white hall.

"FINALLY! FINALLY! I am so close already!" Rising from the grand and majestic throne, his short light brown, and slightly curly hair waved, covering some of that immaculate white complexion that radiated anticipation.

"Sister, today, on this marvelous day, your end is near!" Although the joy in those tawny eyes was real, it originated from a rather dark source.

"..." And amidst such happenings, another similarly charming young man appeared from thin air.

"OH, is it not my most loyal man...?" Seeing the approaching figure the excitement became more apparent but before long his shining smile dimed.

"What is that face... You, you captured her, right?" A slight hesitation and uncertainty.

"Yes, My Lord..." Bowing his head the man answered in a low voice.

"Great-great, she will suffer for what she has done to me!"

"..."

"Hm? Wait... then what's this long face...? If you got her then... the proof?" The young charmer was a rather quick-witted fellow, coming up with the answer for himself.

"My Lord..."

"Hmh? What is it, say it!" But a smart mind wasn't always good, more so if it was paired with impatience.

"This... the boy..."

"Say it this instant! What happened!?" His follower's slow words quickly infuriated his racing mind.

"The boy, he is... a-alive..." The man bowed his head even more, he had no words for this failure.

"WHAT!?"

"I'm sorry My Lord, one of my men went to the Hall but returned empty-handed saying no one arrived, I looked into it and it seems he is back in his world." The man spewed out his tale in a breathless rush in hopes of calming his lord's rage.

"THEN WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NOT GETTING HIM ALREADY!?" An unfortunate failure.

"We can't..."

"...!?"

"YOU SAY YOU CAN'T!? WHAT BULLSHIT IS THIS, DO I NEED TO GO OR SOMETHING!?"

"No, My Lord it's not that we can't its... not possible, it wasn't Lady Aidana who returned him to the living..."

"...!?"

"We can't take the boy. If we did..."

"You don't have to tell me, I know!" Hearing the justification for the inaction, some anger subsided...

"..."

"FUCK!" Or not...

"FUCK!"

"My L..."

"Show me..." But instead of letting himself get swallowed up in anger, he quickly tried to search for a solution, he will not be robbed of his plans when he is this close already.

"Yes?"

"I said, show me that boy! You got his location do you not?"

"Ah, yes My Lord." Without hesitation, the man reached out into the empty air and with a simple move summoned a man-sized oval mirror.

"Uhm, he is... is he fighting?" Temorsth's form appeared, followed by his 'battle' against the four invaders.

"...!" Gazing into the scene that showed up in the mirror, the young man's, Aidana's brother's eyes froze for a fleeting moment.

'What's this... he is... is he truly a Mortal?'

"My Lord...?" And even though it happened in a fraction of a second, the follower noticed it very clearly.

"It's nothing, just a slight surprise, he is already using the powers as my sister's Chosen..."

"Ah, that is a surprise indeed, as I learned he was a Mortal throughout all his lives..."

"He was...?" Rising one of his eyebrows, the young man began to ponder on something.

"Indeed."

'This... At first, I thought he had such... "power...?" through some kind of previous life... but then, what's this... that amount of willpower... if he was a god... fuck, even if he was a demi-one, he would have more than most gods...'

Again, gazing into the unfolding scenery, the man looked at Temorsth's form, his arrogant demeanor, and that blazing fire-like will.

This fire was different from the blazing energy surrounding Temorsth, it was something none other could see after all, he was the God of Will and Fate.

'He is dangerous...' His cold gaze became murderous even as that giant fire within a moment's notice turned to something else, a wave so enormous it could be called a tsunami.

'Very much so... Sister... now I know why you chose him out of the blue... but this was stupid... what if he turns against you? He might even be able to overpower your control... and take your place...'

'...' Until this moment he was overjoyed at his sister's 'mistake', but did not know the reason for such an act, now he had some inkling but still, this did not halt his plan rather this brought another idea to his mind.

'He truly has to die...' His eyes widened in realization.

'Right! He needs to die.'

"My Lord?"

"He needs to die..."

"...!?" The young man was taken aback, for a moment thinking his lord was speaking about him.

"No, he is already supposed to be dead, right?"

"Uhm...Yes?" But from that gaze that turned to him, he soon understood it was not his execution that was discussed now... Sadly it wouldn't be a first.

"Yes...Yes-YES!"

"..." As his lord became immersed in his idea, the man looked at the... might slightly be crazed eyes.

"Inform the closest Reaper, one's... no, a mortal's death was denied."

"...!" But as the order arrived, he too returned to this world.

'Reaper... A reaper...!'

"Ah! My Lord is a true genius!"

"I already knew this long ago, I don't need your compliments."

"Yes, My Lord..."

"Now go-go, the sooner the batter."

"Ah, yes My Lord." After bowing he turned and took a single step to venish away.

"Hmh? Oh..." The scene in the mirror continued to play, catching the interest of the charming man.

Without another move, the man fell back, but instead of falling his exquisite throne appeared below him.

Not long after he made himself comfortable, just a few moments later, the stalwart figure already reappeared.

"Hoh... Interesting."

'My Lord...? H-he continued to watch that mortal... this never happened before, his only thoughts are usually of his revenge, power, and "that"...'

'Is he truly that interesting? Isn't it simply through Lady Aidana's power that he could do anything at all?'

"You are back..."

"Yes My Lord, eve..."

"I don't care, come-come, watch this, this arrogant little mortal, haha..." As the god waved for his man to come closer, the mirror sifted to their side so both of them could see everything.

As the mirror tilted towards them, just like a movie the screen started going backward then it suddenly stopped and continued to play like before.

On the screen of the mirror, something that happened a few moments ago, Temorsth standing before his enemies.

"There are beings far, far above us you are nothing, a nobody!" Iosif's words resounded like they were just there.

"Hmh, I suppose you talk about the gods of this world... Then, I will tell you, and to everyone who is listening, if you stand in my... Our way, if we need to... I will kill, kill every single one of ya, even the very gods!!!"

"Such arrogance! This mortal dare dishonor our higher existence, what does he think he is?"

"Yeah, he is a crazy little rascal, amusing isn't he?"

"Amu...Yeah-Yes My Lord, compared to other mortals he is truly exceptional." The man hesitated, his lord who was rather easily angered by something like this had no anger? It was strange but he quickly recovered.

'Hmh, exceptional mortal? Hmph, he probably could trample over you if given enough time, just so you know it...'

"My Lord...?" Feeling such a strange disapproving gaze, the man hesitated again, it was something he did not wish to feel.

Paying no mind to the follower, he continued his thoughts.

'But now that I rewatched it, I noticed something. Amid his grand speech, that momentarily averted gaze... did it actually, point at us?'

'How... this arrogance, those eyes... it should be impossible but it seems he knows his own potential... or is it something else... Hah, something else, what could be more?'

'It is probably baseless, no one can have so much talent... But no, wait, can this even be called talent?'

'A will that is burning like fire, then tuning around without a moment's notice, such control of emotions, is this something someone can have through blood? I don't think so, this is more or less like millions of years of life experience...'

'But how could he have such... this is troublesome... Hmph, Interesting!' For some reason, this god had an attraction towards people who could cause him trouble, it was a bad tendency of his.

Amid his inner excitement, the scene in the mirror continued to unfold.

...

"What... What are you... You would challenge even the Gods...?" The fear that disappeared from Iosif, now surfaced again, distorting his mind, and making an even more horrified complexion appear.

With no more allay in sight, Iosif was simply trying to drag out the moments in search of a way out of this, but his hazy mind was not in a position to accomplish such things.

"You think, you plan, you act... But now you tremble... Isn't it fascinating, how fear makes you bold?" Temorsth mocked his enemy once again.

"Wha... What?"

"But sadly... you are nothing... nothing at all and I... I AM THE STRONGEST!" His proclamation was loud, too loud for even the world to bear its weight and yet still The Voice continued the story description.

{He who once was the strongest!}

"NOT EVEN THE HEAVENS WILL STOP ME!"

{Once upon a time, in a grand battle situated amidst seething flames consuming the world, even The Heavens could hardly stop him!}

"Your pathetic tactics do not work on me! In the face of absolute power... You and everything else... Crumbels!"

"No... This can't... Who..."

"What the fuck are you!?" With a shaky yet loud shout, that reflected both anger and fear, Iosif's gaze locked onto the child in front, his eyes betraying a recognition.

'This thing in front of me... This... this... monstrosity, he is no mortal... Is he...!?' He too realizes now, the harbored monster within, it is not imaginary but the truth...

"Me? I..." Soon, following the question that the whole of his audience wished to scream, the monster's cracked and distorted voice spoke up.

"I am Immortal!"

{"I am Immortal!} His words resounded, even more as at the same time, The Voice spoke such words too.

"...and I... I am Emperor!"

{I am Emperor!}

"...!!?" Silence freezes onto the listener's faces.

"I am Vengeance..."

{Vengeance itself!"}

"I... Am... The End!"

{Words of history... Revelation! A hidden and forgotten myth has been uncovered!}

"...!"

"...!"

{The Strongest mortal being... The Strongest Immortal Emperor has revealed himself to the world!}

"What...?"

{The very Heavens tremble before him!}

"What!?"

{The mention of his name caused fear in the Gods themselves.}

"HOW!?"

{In dread, they made his name get forgotten... to Time... to Death itself!}

...

"He is using my sister's powers like he was born with it... Such vanity, hmhmh..."

"Gr..."

'Huh?' The blazing anger on his side made his mind silent for a moment, soon dismissing it he turned back, looking at the boy a smile appeared.

'Hmh, kid when we meet, you will have a rather hard time, with these words, even if it was the voice of Annantera, all of them would know it was you who caused their divinity to be damaged...'

'You will get killed. These "gods" are not as benevolent as most believe.' With a slightly mocking tone, that could somewhat even be directed at himself, the god of man turned back, waiting to see the mortal boy's self-induced and inevitable demise.