LC vs F: The Rise Of The Universal

A learns that he is The Universal.

*I remembered I had blacked out earlier. For what reason, I could not remember. All that I could recall was seeing a word, which word, was not important, I thought.*

*I looked down below me. It seemed like Hell itself had come to pay a visit to Evernodd. I looked at my shoes, and suddenly I was aware of the lightness and buoyancy that enfolded me, that I was slowly but surely levitating into the air.*

*Upwards, upwards. Vertical. A hundred and eighty degrees.*

*Surrounding me was a scintillating sphere, tiny azure lightning rippling across it like waves. At the apex was a beacon, shinier than anything I had ever seen. A flush of excitement and energy coursed through my veins as I recollected my earlier moments, before I got here.*

*Who am I? Where was I going?*

*I was ruminating over those enigmas before the Comet (as I had called it) slowed down considerably and I had ascended to a heavenly white parlour.*

*The parlour was enormous and majestic. Mighty pillars stood all around, ancient and powerful inscriptions and engravings all written across it.*

*In the middle of it all stood a standard size auditorium, similar to those one would find at college or lecture theatres, and was thus grossly out of place.*

*What made things even more peculiar was that there were dark humanoid figures seated a the front seats of the auditorium.*

*By this time I had exited the Comet, and walked over to the stage of the auditorium. My legs felt like stilts I could not control —— I was being compelled.*

*I tried to get a closer look at the dark hooded figures when my sight faded to black immediately with no warning.*

*The next thing I knew, I was seated beside them in the same row, at the edge. Their faces were more visible now, except that they kept on changing. White, black, Asiatic, Latin. Their facial features also morphed, their gender alternating between male and female. It suddenly dawned on me that they did not have a fixed face.*

   *I was digesting this information when a bearded old man came up on stage. His hair crackled with static, a golden aureole circling him. Energy seemed to channel from him, his smile benevolent and warm. Then he spoke.*

*”Universals, past, present and future.”*

*The hooded figures rose promptly. I joined them.*

*” To the Past, thank you for your service. The Universe has never been a more beautiful place.”*

*Some of the figures nodded assent, before vanishing.*

*”To the Present, reality is in grave danger. We entrust this responsibility to Him.”*

*the remaining figures reacted positively, before disintegrating.*

*I was all alone with Eylye himself.*

*“To the Future.”*

*He paused.*

   *”To the Universal.”*

*Suddenly I was lifted out of my seat and the next thing I knew, I was falling back to Evernodd, Comet around me.*

 *Z surveyed the surroundings. There was nothing but the blackness of death, redness of blood, and most importantly, the fruition of his plan.*

*He saw something just now some orchestral music was accompanying a shooting star. A good omen, perhaps?*

*Z then raised his head to the skies and saw that a bright speck of light was fast approaching, brighter and more luminous every passing second. Could this be a backup plot, a last-ditch attempt to thwart his meticulous plans? How pathetic, Z scoffed.*

*Z being not an idiot, moved out of the way as Comet made contact with the scorched lands of Evernodd. A glowing figure emerged, eyes iridescent embers.*

*The two stood facing each other motionless, like a gunslinger duel in the Wild West.*

*Z was the first to act. He lurched back and forth and swung a thermonuclear missile at A with all his might.*

*I stood there impassionately watching Z melodramatically launch his assault. The missile was now needled right into my face.*

*I snapped my fingers.*

*What used to be a fearsome incendiary weapon was now a pile of dust, which was blown away by prevailing winds almost instantaneously.*

*Unfettered, untethered. I smirked.*

*Z draws a gun. I wink at him. He pulls the trigger, only to shoot out bubbles. He sees it’s become a child’s toy gun, and looks on with disbelief.*

*With another click, the passage of time had ceased. I saunter over and tapped him lightly on the shoulder, resuming time. I cast images to his head, images of death, destruction, disorder, diseases. Vitriol in a child’s face. The foul breath of a murderer. Infants quartered by the hands of war. Civilizations ruined and plundered. Details too lurid to be seen.*

*I release my hold on him, and he crumples to the ground, a sobbing mess.*

*”It didn’t have to be like this.” I said gently.*

*”What have I done! It’s too late.” Z cried hysterically.*

*I sat there consoling him, as the sun rose up and new day began.*

*In the world of the Universal, there are no enemies. There will be no death, destruction or negatives of any sort.*

*” I am the Universal. I can do whatever I want. I can be whatever I want. All of reality my whim.”*

*I looked at Z, then my eyes travelled to the Golden horizon.*

*“Are you ready?”*