Khvarenah/Synopsis

## **History**

He was an Asura of the previous Era of Ahura Mazda, a "miko" created to construct the new world that they desired. Creating a world of endless beauty, a world without any conflict or suffering. And they placed all their hope in him, and worshipped him as their messiah.

But he became fascinated with the Holy Sword, obsessed with its beauty, and thus he made a Commandment to continue creating such beautiful things. But this also broke him, for weapons of destruction contradict the idea of a world without conflict.

He had the capability of becoming a Hadou God, though he lost this after being ruined by the Divine Sword, his Law becoming a False Emanation.

He forgot of his past after the great Tentsui, believing himself as nothing more than a calamity, forgetting his true nature completely. Even going as far as to forget of the existence of his astral form.

He became like a natural disaster, wandering around the universe, devouring stars, planets and galaxies alike. Having devoured 500 entire galaxies by the start of Avesta of Black and White. Becoming known as the most dangerous of Dregvant, the most powerful and devastating of the Seven Demon Kings.

700 years before the events of Avesta he met with Bahlavan, and the two engaged in combat, ending with a stalemate. As it devolved into merely trading blows without getting anywhere, and believing the fight unproductive, he teleported Bahlavan away.

## **Interlude: Collapse**

Twenty years Ago, he was approached by Nadare, who requested that he attack Wahman Yasht, he agreed and invaded the Holy Kingdom, and was attacked by Varhrān, and for the first time in eons he felt pain. He was confused by the hope that everyone held despite how, logically speaking, their defeat is ensured.

He wounded Vohu Manah, and had slain all but 30 of the Yazata alongside hundreds of millions of Ashavan that, in despair, fell into Tenstui. He devoured each and every one of the Fallen Ashavan, leaving those who escaped on Vohu Manah's back, and thus didn't Tentsui, alive.

## **Prologue: Prayer**

Wanting to find out and understand the hope held by mankind, even when up against insurmountable odds, he created a living receptacle for hopes, dreams, and wishes. This receptacle came to be known as Quinn, crafting her from the Divine Sword which he consumed upon defeating Varhran.

He explained to her his confusion alongside what her purpose was, before casting her off into the vacuum of space. Awaiting for her to gather a sufficent quantity so that he coukd truky understand those emotions.

## **Chapter 9: Awakening Chaos**

He awoke from a dream, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't recall what he dreamed of.

He was called out to by a singular being, the being was like the incarnation of all violence and brutality, Bahlavan. Who spoke of how they had both got caught in Nadare's schemes, and with that he realized something, he had become a victim to the "Fractured World" and his coordinates had deviated.

It was much like what happened twenty years ago, except far more violent.

Not only that but the territory of every Demon King was moved into direct proximity of each other, even Wahman Yasht, stronghold of the Ashavan, was within reach. He sighed, believing that it was far to premature, for he had yet to find a answer to his question, Quinn had yet to fulfill the purpose he had created her for.

Bahlavan has gained a resistance to teleportation, meaning that this would be a fight to the death. Both of them knew that well.

Khvarenah had all of his Kenzoku aim their cannons at him, hundreds of millions of cannons large enough to hold entire stars aimed at a singular man. But he thought even that was not enough, so he formed more and more cannons, one after another.

He than looked at the King of Locusts and gave him the chance to retreat, though Bahlavan scoffed at this idea, and thus their battle began.

All at once, the daemonic tools bombarded Bahlavan with fire, each of the shots provided with enormous firepower, enough to demolish an entire star system. Moreover, attacks were not of the same kind. He was firing tsunamis of flame, torrents of frost, storms of thunder and deadly poison, viruses capable of forcing matter to crumble as well as light of extinction that could shave off even space itself. All of this became a torrent of pure destruction driven into a single man.

Though all of these were deflected and Bahlavan stood laughing, unharmed by the barrage. But this was to be expected. Khvarenah told the man that his increase in power grows depending on his level of inferiority, the more he is beat down the more he would rise up, thus he would only slowly whittle him down, not giving him the chance to have any dramatic increases in power. Even if it means repeating the same attack again and again.

Bahlavan's fist broke him into three pieces, and Khvarenah's tongue left him broken, yet neither showed any signs of weakness or injury.

Khvarenah asked Bahlavan what he believed was truly immutable, and the answer was immediate, "my strength", he saw the answer as deeply flawed, though he also greatly respected and envied him for having something he truly believed in.

The two beings, like Avatars of Destruction, screamed at each other that they would destroy what the other considered to be immutable.

## **Chapter 12: To Become Immutable**

He fought against Magsarion, and created a grand world made up of the Everyone he devoured, a space spanning hundreds of galaxies, where only he and Magsarion existed. Therefore, made it the perfect personal battleground.

He let out many mighty attacks, even condensing entire stars, with Magsarion too, into literal nothingness, and letting the hyperdense stars burst with the force of Big Crunches. Though he could never get Magsarion to perish, even when his body should have been reduced to nothingness, the man continued fighting.

He would come to awaken to a partial manifestation of his forgotten Law, and created a city adorned with hundred towers expanding to the end of Nayuta (那由他), beautiful city adorned with monuments and castles and covered by lapis lazuli. He thought that Magsarion would falter and be overwritten by it, but the wicked warrior continued in his fight.

But, seeing him, he felt happy and content. He wished to create something like onto the Divine Sword, and seeing the being which was brought about, even if indirectly, by his actions, he could safely say he fulfilled that desire; and thus, he asks Magsarion for his prayer to be a part of him and he agrees, cutting him to pieces and devouring his essence.

## **Paradise Lost**

His corpse was used as the ground upon which the world of Paradise Lost was built, one can find the remnants of his life can be found through the very advanced technology of unknown origin found littered about in the world.

## **References**

1. ↑ 『だが私は、今まで五〇〇ほどの銀河を滅ぼしてきた』「本当ですか？」『嘘は好まん。私は己の在り方を数の集合だと自覚している。よって数字は大事なものだ』*Prologue: Prayer*
2. ↑ 『私が喰らってきたモノの数は、彼らが言う“みんな”よりも遥かに多い。これは確かで、ならば明確な力関係にならないかね？　別に彼らの祈りとやらを軽く見ているつもりはないが、こちらの重みも甘く見てほしくはないのだ』「条件は同じですからね。お父様も“みんな”の嘆きを食べながらきくなった。との違いはあっても、基本的には等価でしょう」『同感だ。よって私の勝利は必然だったし、彼らの敗北は計算の上で確定だった。現実としてもそうなったのに、彼らはなぜか認めてくれない。まるで理不尽なことが起こったかのように、貴様は狂っていると私を責める』*Prologue: Prayer*