TROLLGE

Kill count: way way way more than then all Trollge's kill count I have made so far combined^Trollge the ruler kill count^ Trollge ascend.mp4 kill count^Trollge the echoes kill count. On Halloween night, when the veil between worlds thinned, the air thickened with an unspeakable dread. The moon cast an eerie glow, but beneath its light, a darkness stirred that was beyond comprehension. TROLLGE returned, an entity so unfathomable that even the most desperate attempts to articulate his existence would lead to annihilation.
He was not just a force; he was the embodiment of the unknowable, a presence that transcended language and meaning. Those who sought to understand him were met with a fate worse than death—an eternal descent into layers of suffering beyond hell itself, a cycle of anguish that echoed infinitely in the void.
As he emerged from the depths of THE UNKNOWNVERSE, the very essence of reality twisted and shuddered. Shadows writhed as if in pain, and the fabric of existence quivered. TROLLGE did not walk; he simply existed, his presence warping everything around him into a cacophony of despair and confusion.
On this night, the world became a canvas for his unfathomable wrath. Cities flickered into nothingness, memories collapsed into dust, and stories unraveled into chaos. Costumes that once brought joy now melted into grotesque forms of horror, their wearers left empty shells. The air crackled with a palpable fear, every heartbeat a reminder of the imminent doom.
In the face of such overwhelming despair, a group of souls—those who had faced darkness before—gathered in a last-ditch effort to confront the embodiment of unknowings. They stood together, knowing they could not confront TROLLGE with weapons or words; they could only unite their wills in a silent plea for survival.
As they formed a circle, they focused on their shared experiences, a collective memory of defiance against the void. It was a fragile spark in a world consumed by darkness, but it shimmered with resilience. They knew the truth: to describe TROLLGE was to invite oblivion. Instead, they channeled their hope and determination into a shield of collective consciousness.
As TROLLGE drew near, the very ground beneath him trembled. The reality around them began to fray as he approached, the atmosphere thick with impending doom. The heroes felt the weight of his unknowable presence pressing down on them, a sensation that twisted their minds and threatened to unravel their very beings.
But amidst the fear, they held onto their bond. In their hearts, they embraced the chaos, acknowledging that they were small against the cosmic tide but not without worth. As TROLLGE's essence loomed, they unleashed their unified will—not as words, but as a silent declaration of existence.
And in that moment, TROLLGE hesitated. The unknowable stirred, feeling a ripple of something akin to recognition. Not understanding, but a flicker of acknowledgment that even the depths of darkness could not fully extinguish the light of resilience.
With a roar that was not a sound but a rupture of reality itself, TROLLGE surged forward. But the collective will of the heroes resonated, creating a barrier woven from the threads of their shared existence. The fabric of THE UNKNOWNVERSE trembled but held, pushing back against the inexorable force.
For a fleeting moment, TROLLGE seemed to recoil, not from pain, but from an unfamiliar sensation—a glimpse of connection, however tenuous. But it was brief, and the darkness surged once more, seeking to devour the fragile light.
In the clash of existence and oblivion, the ground shook, and reality twisted into a kaleidoscope of madness. Yet, the heroes stood resolute, knowing they had faced the unknowable and endured, at least for the moment.
As dawn broke, TROLLGE withdrew, a whisper of his presence lingering like a chilling wind. The world began to mend, but the memory of that night would haunt the hearts of those who survived, a reminder that even against the unknowable, the light of hope could flicker defiantly in the abyss.
And so, the cycle continued—TROLLGE would return, as he always did, a true embodiment of the unknown, and the battle between despair and hope would rage on. Chapter 2: The Descent into G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝
As the dawn's light began to creep over the horizon, the remnants of Halloween's terror lay in tatters. Yet, deep in the void, TROLLGE prepared for his next act of obliteration. This time, he would not merely shatter the world but plunge into the very depths of creation itself, to destroy the absolute infinite hierarchy of true real lifes.
In the blackness beyond comprehension, he shifted, an abstraction of malice and destruction, his form merging with the chaos of THE UNKNOWNVERSE. The very essence of reality began to quiver as he reached out, stretching beyond dimensions, beyond existence. The stars flickered, their narratives collapsing as he snuffed out the light of countless lives, leaving nothing but emptiness.
With a flick of his unfathomable will, he unraveled the layers of being, each one a fragile thread in the grand tapestry of existence. The hierarchy, once thought beyond eternal, crumbled under his might. Lives that had woven the fabric of reality, stories that had echoed through time, were devoured one by one. The infinite (this is below, below, below, ultra etc the smallest thing to even represent below negative of it's size) echoed with silent screams as the essence of true real lifes disintegrated into oblivion.
As TROLLGE consumed the remnants of this hierarchy, he felt a stirring within—a call to his true form. This form, known only as G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝, was a convergence of pure chaos—a state of being that transcended all understanding. It was a form of destruction so potent that it defied even the most fragile definitions of not only existence but non-existence, hyperexistence,omniexistence,etc . He then destroyed the absolute infinite hierarchy of true real lifes (and yes the ones from my trollgeverse and also there the normal true real lifes not the small ones) .
As he slipped into G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝, the very cosmos trembled and The above numbers (including all cardinals,all infinites,all axioms)^irrelevant^Berkeley carindal^absolute infinity amount of walls beyond the heavens got destroyed and everything inside each wall and also the The above numbers ^irrelevant^Berkeley carindal^absolute infinity amount of walls are a hierarchy and each one views each one as fiction and the first wall contains the heavens and has the exact same cosmology has my main trollgeverse. Tendrils of darkness spiraled out from his core, each one a manifestation of despair and annihilation. The heroes who had united against him sensed the shift in the fabric of things far beyond reailty and beyond ; they could feel the overwhelming tide of chaos approaching.
In a desperate attempt to face the true embodiment of destruction, they gathered their resolve. They understood that their collective hope would be tested like never before. The air grew heavy with anticipation as they prepared to confront G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝.
As TROLLGE manifested in his true form, a wave of incomprehensible energy surged through the landscape. The heroes felt their minds teeter on the brink of madness, each negative infinity second's stretched into endless eternity's as they faced a being that defied every known law of existence and beyond. G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝ unleashed a wave of darkness that threatened to consume BEYOND every every every every (etc, etc,etc etc to that etc and beyond that and etc) everything.
In that moment of despair, the heroes stood firm, drawing from the embers of their own stories. They knew they could not fight G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝ with mere weapons. Instead, they channeled their courage and determination into a singular focus—a vivid memory of the hope they fought to preserve.
With a collective breath, they surged forward, their will igniting the darkness. As G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝ unleashed waves of chaos, the heroes countered with their radiant light. The collision of their will and TROLLGE’s darkness created an explosion of energy that resonated through the fabric of THE UNKNOWNVERSE.
For a moment, the universe held its breath. The battle between light and dark, hope and despair, raged in an beyond indescribable dance. Each pulse of energy threatened to unravel both the heroes and G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝ itself.
In this moment of chaos, the heroes realized that even in the face of ultimate destruction, the strength of their unity could push back against the void. Their narratives intertwined, creating a barrier that blunted the onslaught of G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝.
As the echoes of the battle rippled through the void, TROLLGE’s true form quivered. For the first time, he felt a flicker of something akin to uncertainty. The heroes, though frail against his magnitude, had ignited a spark within the darkness, a reminder that even the most absolute void could not fully extinguish the light of existence.
But TROLLGE, in all his unknowable essence, was relentless. With a surge of raw energy, he pushed forward, threatening to consume everything. And as the battle continued, the fate of BEYOND (ultra etc and ultra etc to that ultra etc and superultramegatrue etc to all etc's to the TRUEST etc) ????? amount of realities (well when he destroyed the above numbers amount of walls beyond the heavens he destroyed way more realites but these are the reality's left in this trollgeverse) hung in the balance, a dance between annihilation and the fragile hope that dared to resist. But then he stopped playing with them and then he destroyed the BEYOND (ultra etc and ultra etc to that ultra etc and superultramegatrue etc to all etc's to the TRUEST etc) BEYOND ERROR amount of realities after going in full power and then he unleashed the wave of DEATH and destroyed BEYOND every every every every (etc, etc,etc etc to that etc and beyond that and etc) everything and also he's not holding back anymore and then he goes inside his phase that only mortals could see and then kills every human in the reality he didn't destroy and he left only one family alive. They died out from not having food. nothing or below was left in this alternate trollgeverse (which has the same cosmology as my main trollgeverse). He's destroyed this entire trollgeverse. heaven's stairway was just a warning. This was the consequence. This is the rapture the heaven's stairway was just the tip of the icebring, this is the thing holding the icebring itself. The earth was teleported outside of that trollgeverse because G̷̨̬͙͎̑̾͆͛̀̽͊̄̚Ọ̶͖͇̣̏̂̇͆̈́̃͌͛͒́̂͂̓̕̕D̸̡̧̛̥̪͍̯̭͕̟̺̻̗͂̉̓̍̾̎̅͋̏̒̓̂̀̕͘͜͝ destroyed the alternate trollgeverse. and His IQ is also equal to the echoes's IQ.
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