Conquest of Perses (Final Chapter)

Perses would float there in the middle of the fictional metaverse. He would think about the worlds he’s destroyed. He was prideful about his strength. He looked around, it was so quiet. In the corner of his eye, he would see a distorted portal. The portal was distorted beyond measure to the point where even the narrative could not explain it,

Perses would get closer to it, admiring its beauty. Perses would slowly float into the portal, entering a void that’s beyond the comprehension of the narrative.

(Uhh.. I don’t know how to describe this… I can’t even perceive, or think about it.)

[“**I'll take it from here.**”]

(Oh really? Thanks.)

[“**The void contained many houses, many mansions, as if it were heaven. There were many sections to these houses. These houses contained many images, and writings in languages only they could understand, and me of course. These writings told the stories of great characters, from characters with happy endings, some with bad endings. These houses were inhabited by figures with certain jobs. There were three types of jobs, each with their own importance. There were the Artists, the Creators, and the Scalers. Upon going through, I realized which form I was in, so therefore I changed it to something more fitting to what they looked like. These figures stared at me weirdly as I entered their world. I stood there isolated in about a three meter distance between them all. The Scalers stood in front of them dominantly with leadership. After a few minutes of their staring, and analyzing, one of the Scalers had the courage to stand up close to me. The scalers are silent, they analyzed me closely, but I saw hatred in their ‘eyes’. From their speech which I could understand, they doubted my strength, saying things like ‘fodder’ and ‘fallacy’. This of course was irritating. After they heard what this scaler said, the jobless beings called the Viewers started walking away, which was even more irritating. I decided to grab the Scaler, but I missed it somehow. How can I miss it? I attempted again, but they grabbed my hand, and nearly snapped it. I felt weak for once, as even more of them walked away. I could not give up. As soon as they got away, I snuck up on one of the Creator Jobbed figures, taking them into an alleyway. I had much difficulty doing so. Their creator role is no joke, but I managed it and absorbed their abilities and code. I felt like I was above all then, I felt like my power increased significantly to the point where my ability was increased an infinite-fold. After then, I started to capture and kill more Creators, eventually to the notice of the council. The scalers laughed at me, calling me names again. I did not like this. I grabbed the Scaler by the neck with my now found powers, they were afraid. The crowd stepped back, as my hands closed in on their throat. The crowd screamed as they centered into one large temple at the center of the town. After absorbing the power of such, I felt even more powerful. I faced towards the temple, as I walked closer. I entered the temple, everyone stared at me, but with a calm face. This surprised me, but as I tried to reach out for one, a force hit me back, almost to the portal. All of them disappeared at once, as a new figure opposed. Seemingly, they have merged into one. The composition of all of them. I felt the power in this being, I seemingly felt afraid. I was punched again, out of the portal, and here I am now.**”]

(Wow, that was a cool-)

[“uh oh.”]

Suddenly The Composition of the Council (TCOC) slammed into Perses throwing him through out the Fictional Metaverse. Perses felt exhausted from that hit, however he forced himself to get up.

“You cannot oppose us. We are beyond your comprehension of power.” TCOC said.

“Well, if you are apart of this Metaverse, then you are apart of my destruction.” Perses said as he zoomed towards TCOC. Unfortunately he missed.

“Attempting to touch me with your weak speed? Your “irrelevant”-type speed will never achieve the speed I have.” TCOC said to Perses, and smiled; well at least I think he did.

“Fine, then I shall achieve what you obtain.” Perses says as his eyes glow purple, using his INCOMPRENSIBLE SPEED, and TRANSCENDENT AUTHORITY, AS TCOC, IN ONE SINGLE PUNCH WAS RIPPED FROM THE FICTIONAL LAYERED TIMELINE.

[“**Ill take it from here again**.”]

(Thanks.)

[“**I’ll even write it like you.**”]

[“YOU FOOL, YOU DOOMED US BOTH!” TCOC said, looking around.]

[“I DONT CARE! AS LONG AS YOU DIE!” Perses said, as he slammed into TCOC, throwing him across the Lightning Storm Construct.]

[“GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU MONSTER!” TCOC said, in a burst of panic due to the overbearing power.]

[“NOW DIE!” Perses said, as he summoned an uncountable amount of blasters that even his own writer can count. Upon firing these beams they scattered everywhere, latching onto whatever they touched, then pulling as they ripped apart Fictional Layered Timelines, and making them cease to exist, causing fiction to cease everywhere globally.”]

[“YOU ASSHOLE! YOU ENDED THE POTENTIAL OF OUR WORLDS! HOW DARE YOU!” TCOC said as he punched Perses in the face, however Perses was unphased. Perses looked back at them, as he barraged them with punches all over TCOC’s body.”]

[“AAGH…” TCOC said, as they were injured from the punches. Perses slammed down against TCOC’s head again, throwing across the construct, as Perses followed along.]

[“..you—you know what? You were ALWAYS just a FODDER. You serve NO PURPOSE in FICTION. HOW ABOUT YOU JUST DELETE YOURSELF?” TCOC SAID AS HE CREATES A BEAM WHICH COMPLETELY WIPES OVER PERSES. THE BEAM NOW ERASED PERSES FROM ALL EXISTENCE FROM EVERY SINGLE FICTIONAL-LAYERED-TIMELINE.]

**[“However..”]**

[The beam wore off, as black smoke emitted from the destruction. TCOC floated there. They thought Perses was destroyed, but as the smoke faded Perses arose unmarked.]

[“HOW! I ERASED YOU FROM ALL OF FICTION! YOU SHOULD BE NOTHING!” TCOC screamed in confusion. “How is this possible???” they thought.]

[“I am no longer bound by the simple of Fiction, I exist on my own, unbound by a simple universe. I can exist within such that is not of me. Speaking of chains.” Perses said, as TCOC was chain in every direction, on every possible location, and every impossible location on their arms.]

[“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” TCOC said, in a struggle from the chains.]

[“Doing as what you did to me. As onto YOU!” Perses said, as he charged up his ray.]

[“DONT DO THIS PERSES!!! YOU ARE ERASING THE EMBODIMENT OF ALL CREATORS IN FICTION CURRENTLY!!! DOING THIS WILL SCAR ALL FICTIONS FOREVER AND COMPLETELY END IT” TCOC warned Perses of this, however..]

[“**I didn't care.**”]

[“..wasn’t that my goal? To destroy everything, allowing myself to be the conduit of destruction?” Perses said to TCOC, as he finished charging up. Perses now raised his many hands at TCOC firing the “RAYS OF DIMENSIONAL NIGH-OMNIPRESENCE” at TCOC. As TCOC..]

(As he was what..?)

[“**Erased from your narrative perception. Perhaps all narrative perception.**”]

[Perses stood there alone, looking around at the destruction he made. He felt victorious. Suddenly, the Lightning storm construct stopped. All the timelines stopped in place, and died out. The construct started to collapse in on Perses. He surrounded himself with his wormholes and defended himself as everything was absorbed into Perses.

[“Oh here, take this, viewers.”]

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Conquest of Perses (The End.)