"I have bee death, destroyer of worlds."

  --J Robert Oppenheimer, branch member of the Saintsworths .

  Hello there. Good m.

  Here we always fought about many things when speaking within the glomerate, the phrase you found before this dot was one of those things. Someohought that line was something epic, the perfect phrase to say at the moment. But me? I always thought was a y lio say after creating such a wonderful iion, but why?

  Well for starters. Are you sure that this man said the phrase after the first explosion? Were you there? Because I was. And while most people would say that the creator of the atomib allegedly said that after the first successful detonation was made. And I khe guy, he was a drama queen, so I have no doubt about if he said it or not.

  But to eborate further on it more for your be... Unless you lived under a rock or in another universe (her are good excuses by the way). I'm Alexanders Saintsworth you may know me as the CEO of the biggest glomerate in the world. The owner of the earth you walk on (As in the p), the st boss acc to some activist groups I keep oaio make sure all the crazies are in one spot, or. In case you are smarter than the rest. As your boss.

  Not your direct boss, but as the guy who makes sure you have enough moo pay in the grocery store that I ultimately own too.

  Like, really. Why 't you all peasants just admit that all the money will end up in my pockets so it's meaningless how you try to use it. Anyway, bread and circus I guess.

  But I wasn't always like this, no. Like you I was born poor, well, actually I was worse than you. You were born into a world that has me paving your way to greatness. I was born in the 1900’s, which was hell.

  And if that wasn't bad enough I was born into a cult, as the son of some bigshot or something, that was bad because to prove his faith he needed me to suffer. So of course he sold me to svery, if I was his son I was supposed to show greatness and escape or thrive, if I wasn't then I was supposed to repent in the sve camps for pretending to be his son. Crazy right?

  There weren't any win sarios for me, now... There are several biographies of me going around, some talk about how I was rich from birth, and some cim I helped do the C-se on my own mother from inside her belly saving her life, my life, and the doctor's life (That one is good edy, would read it again).

  But here is the truth... Listen closely because I ain't going to say it twice. I'm... not a very intelligent person.

  There I said it, I know intelligence when I see it, and I usually hire those intelligent people on the spot. And some people say I'm the sed ing of whoever deity they pray to. I'm not.

  I am aware of how smart I am pared to the average man. And I'm smart, you would o be blind to not see it. I know that I'm talented in some fields. But really... if you had my lifespan then you too could climb to the spot I hht now. Because at the end of the day, if you have the know-how of a fifty-year-old, the experience of a fifty-year-old, and the body of a twenty-year-old. There is just no way that you would be average.

  If having the body of someohan half ye and you are still in a dead-end job? Well at that point you deserve it.

  But how? How did I end like this? Well, it started with the biggest (Sed biggest) secret you will ever hear about me. Now what could be more iing than finding that I who here has been chosen, accimed, and in a nutshell is known to be allegedly the smartest man on Terra Invicta g that I'm not intelligent? Easy.

  I'm not a lucky person.

  Now before you riot and tell me to stop bullshitting you, here is the truth of the matter. You may say I'm lucky. But let me ask you this.

  Would a lucky person be born to a cultist family?

  Would a lucky person be sold into svery?

  Would a lucky person be part of human experimentation?

  If you answer any of those with a Yes, then you, my friend. Are insane.

  And before you ask, those three things? They happeo me. One would be bad luck, two would be funny, but all three are like haviy punch you in the face, throw you on the floor, kick you, and then spit at your face.

  All the while yirlfriend looks at you and then breaks up with you, and afterward she runs away with reality and just throws salt into the wound.

  But what did I get from my suffering? Well... I got a body that didn't seem to age at the normal speed...

  And what I thought was schizophrenia, you see. The first thing I noticed after this event (The one where they experimented on me) was that I could see a purple-haired Roman girl running around. How did I know she was Roman? Well, she was dressed in a toga...

  And that was it, she seemed to speak in a weird gibberish nguage that my mind somehow trao any nguage I was thinking in at the moment. So who could bme me for thinking I was halluating.

  And...ht, I could also see some weird blue ss and red ss flying around bickering with each other, at the time we didn't have puter ss nor holopads. So I thought they were gss ss with words in them. Silly me.

  But that was about it, schizophrenia and halluations, that is what I got from that event that scarred me for life.

  Now, there may be someohat says "But Alexanders, you got a body that was at the peak from it!" And to those I would answer, "I TRAIHIS BODY MYSELF!"

  All that I got after that experiment came from my own effort, I made myself valuable to the by excelling with pure effort. While the others raved about their loyalty to our esteemed , I worked my ass off studying and making sure my body was at its absolute peak. And while at the time I didn't know that my body was that much different from the rest, I did notice that while I could endure more strain... I also recovered faster than those around me, so staying in good form wasn't as hard for me. Giving me more time to study, making sure I didn't get sick as often and when I did get sick or wounded, I could recover faster.

  A me tell you, as a CEO if I find out that one of my employees is healthier and more effit thahers, and also is smarter thahers... I will make sure they climb as fast as possible while they aren't liable to cause me trouble. Part of the reason I hold most of the world in my hands is the fact that I don't mind spreading my fortune around as much as other billionaires.

  At the end of the day all returns to me, what does it matter if I o pay a few millions to this guy? He will probably die in five years from OD anyway. So when they offered me to climb, I climbed the dder.

  From guinea pig to assistant, from assistant to stist, from stist to researcher, from researcher to manager researcher, then to head of a b. Thehio the other and then before I was even forty years old I was in a shareholder meeting, surrounded by old men and women. And still looking no older thay.

  I still liked to pretend that I was in shape because of a good diet and exercise. And not because of that god damned experiment I got done on me when I was fourteen years old.

  From there it took me awenty years to climb higher on the dder till I was close enough to be deaking within the Saintsworths ow... some may cim that I got to that spot by the use of well-pced decisions that made the flourish, that I was at the right spot and at the right time and that with me at the helm the didn't make a single mistake...

  And they would be wrong, you remember the purple-haired girl that only I could see? Well, it was around these times that I found out that she...wasn't a halluation, but something worse, the girl had weird powers. And not the fun weird that you find at a party in the middle of an isnd, not the fun weird where you pay two billion and go to a debauchery weekend in the middle of the o.

  No, weird in the way that some words here a few pokes there and she could make someone disappear from the face of the world, and no one remembered them. Their achievements were gone from history, and everyoed as if nothing happened.

  At oing I was trying to vince a major shareholder who was also a general that going to war with half the world was a stupid idea, the purple-girl got a the projected death t and just said "[Disappear]", then did not only she disappears, but the general also disappears.

  We lost two hours of meeting but no one else at the meeting found a problem with that, their brain just refigured itself to justify that loss of time. And I did try to point it out to them, to vihem that we had a missing story.

  Did it work? Nope, not a siime.

  So you think the Saintsworths mao dodge mistakes? Oh no, we didn't. It's just that with me at the helm the would always have a face, so we wouldn't get wiped out by the sneeze of the purple-haired girl (It happened once). So they thought I was the reason, so they made me the head. At first, I was to be a figurehead. But when you are the only oo survive...

  Well, it is very VERY hard to not solidify your position. And when I noticed I wasn't getting any older... well, the year 2000 (100 years after my birth) was a very good date to go wild.

  So after making sure my power was indisputable and that the purple girl had wasted her power and was away in god knows where (I may have attempted to create a sario where half the world would turn to ashes if she didn't disappear someone annoying me). I started my brilliant pn.

  Now here is a sed example of why I say that while I may be smart, I'm not intelligent.

  For me a smart person is someone who solve a problem at the moment, someone who acts quickly and with decisions. Someone like me, who is a person that lives in the moment.

  An Intelligent person is someone who see a problem ing five days into the future, at for it, and solve it. The kind of people I pay to make sure everything goes well.

  Why does this distinatter? If a smart man and an intelligent man have to walk the same amount of distance.

  The smart man will see an open field and run all the way through, fixing any problem as they go.

  The intelligent man will see an open field, think about the kind of problems that occur, pn for them, and then and only then will he move forward.

  If something hard es ih, the smart man may ime to solve it. But the intelligent one will solve it in seds, if the problem is small theime both will take to finish this travel may be the same.

  But if the problem is big, the intelligent man while takira time, in the end, will make it to the end...And the smart man...well he may not.

  In the year 2,000, I made a smart decision... After finding a weird geode crystal in the vaults of the that gave radiation. I started a boratory to experiment with it. I didn't question why no one else did it before, nor did I think something bad might e from it.

  I found a possible energy sourd a possible leap in teology, so I started doing all kinds of experiments with this. Does it work as fuel? Shove it into a rocket and try to make a spaceship.

  Does it affect space? Well, I always waeleporters.

  Does it work as an energy source? Those spaceships may need batteries, actually, my phone also needs batteries.

  Does it work as a puter? Well, who could tell, I need a new holopad...

  Is there a field of teology that needs all of these? Yes? Well, it seems we are making ons then!

  From cellphoo spaceships, from teleporters to onry, from cold ons to firearms... From stationary to autonomous... From meical to biological. We made them all!

  All using this weird ass purple crystal. In hindsight, I should have noticed the problem, even when I bought a bioon facility and adapted their teology with our crystal tech. Evehe bioon seemed to move faster thaed...

  And I should probably not only make a monit system to keep ihe weird energy fres we detected, and when at the ten-year mark this isn't slowing down...I should have noticed how closely simir my monit system looked to the blue ss and red ss I saw almost 100 years ago on the day they experimented on me.

  When one of our bioon samples started to show a more humanoid form I should have noticed the problems, instead, I was intrigued by it. Again, an intelligent man may have dohings differently, but I only found a new amusing thing to spend time on. So I studied it, and when it tried to appeal to the humaions of the lesser ones around I was more and more intrigued. I obliged it, a do its thing.

  The P4 sample engineered a marvelous creation, pying with the emotions of those around it. Making them feel as if it was human. As if it wasn't pying with their emotions, I found that the test sample was iing enough and I paid it a visit.

  It took me a few years to prepare everything, but in the end, I decided on a symbolic date for the experiment. One hundred and twenty years after my birth. On the eve of my 120 birthday, I went foolishly towards that on that seemed to py with humans as a cat pyed with the mouse and asked her how she did it.

  I found an expnation scarily simir to what I inferred the purple girl did, but this wasn't the purple girl, and instead was a man-made bioon made from crystal shavings. The same sili sample that had been used in the experiment they did on me.

  So in theory I should be able to do the same right? Now agaiurn to the analogy of smart vs intelligent.

  An intelligent man would make a case study, check the variables, and at for them.

  I'm not an intelligent man...

  So oember 14 of the year 2020 at 4:44 in the m, I made my first tact with the energy that you may call [Mana]. And it was also the day the end of the world started.

  Happy birthday to me.

  You see, I may not be the most intelligent man... I am aware that I'm also not the smartest man. All of that propaganda (because that is what it is, at the end of the day) of me being the sed, third, and fourth ing of whatever deity you believe in... It's slightly exaggerated. Am I better than my peers? Only because those that think they are my [Peers] are iy around 50 to 100 years youhan me. So I have an unfair advantage in experiend practice above them.

  Don't get me wrong, I did train my ass off to get this experience, but thinking you stand at the same level as me is a pipe dream for most of them, so when I say that something will work it is not because I have the smarts or the intelligeo know the ao all, but mostly because half the ideas the people think are things I have either seen already or tested already in another boratory.

  So you see, I am somerideful of being right most of the time. So when I think of something, I do using years upon years of experiend know-how of the things around me. Am I the best programmer in the world? You bet your ass that I amm, I either tributed or ht wrote half the programming nguages there are around.

  Am I among the best engineers? Of course I am, half the manuals and tools you use are things I tributed by making dumb mistakes 80 years ago.

  I'm a multitalented person, someone who has several degrees in multiple areas, and at the same time, thanks to years of study I have a very sturdy [Mind Pace], a pce crafted within my mind where most of these experiences are saved and always avaible.

  So there is a rarity when something I pn to do goes wrong, since I have made many mistakes ay life I usually get a feel for when something is wrong, there are only so many ways you reihe wheel, and all of that.

  So when I found the weird energy this girl, subject P4 spoke, and mao ect to it... I may have been a little cocky.

  P4 said that she ected herself to that energy and using that she was maniputing everyone around, so I tried to do as she said "[Obey my orders, and ECT.]" I didn't know why I spoke those words, nor how my words had been ced with that energy that one day we would call [Mana].

  But these words held power, and they obeyed my [Will]. The energy within my body ected to P4, and then from there, it jumped towards the Geode in the safe, the same one we had been studying.

  At the moment I ected to P4 I was ecstatic, when that e jumped towards the geode I was fused... When in turn this thread started sinking into the core of the p I was fused.

  And when this energy arrived there... I khat something was very wrong, but at this moment I didn't have any mastery over this energy, so I could only stare with my mind's eye at how it started to react.

  It was, funnily enough, a very mundaion, ohat I had seen and studied plenty enough. My energy ced with the energy from the geode and P4 arrived at the core, where it reacted with the energy already. Making the bination of the four energies and when it couldn't fuse properly, it started to achieve critical mass sihey couldn't i properly.

  The energy within the ao take in the energy of P4 and the geode, but mine couldn't fuse properly, instead, it made the energy within the core turn more and more unstable. That made the energy within the core start abs materials and energy around the core to try and force the fusion of my energy with the others around the core.

  Noas this a problem? Any guesses?

  Well, what is he core of a p?

  If you aren't lucky, you may find the core of your p surrounded by Ice or rock, if you are especially unlucky, you have spires and ay space. If you are lucky and your p sustain life, then more than likely the core of your p is an incredibly dense spinnial sphere(Since we do need gravity) surrounded by molten va, with some extra heavy metals sprinkled here and there.

  And when these energies within the core of our world start to e those things? Well...

  Without a dense core to sustain the gravity, we end with gravity quakes in some of the most unfortuies, which is why some pces ended up dealing with G3 to G5 gravity levels, while others ended with G-1 to G-6.

  My dolences. Without the hot va to help thermute the p, we ended with an unstable atmosphere, you may think that there wouldn't be much of a problem. Who needs va right? That only makes the p hot anyway.

  Wrong.

  The molten core helps make the geomagic cover that protects the p from UV rays and all kinds of nasty waves from our Sun. No molten core? No prote.

  It also helps tute the temperature. So that e ended with froze aed icecaps (Those poor penguins).

  Now, if we had seen this ing we may had time to solve the issue. But... This happened all at once, everywhere. So within the span of five years, we had lost most of the world popution and those that survived did so because, within the first year, a part of the Saintsworths glomerate started selling bunkers. That part of it made a killing...Or would have if we hadn't taken trol of it and started evacuating all of those we could into those things.

  At the same time, I had redirected most of the ons division aic divisions to work into spaceships to try and evacuate those that couldn't fit into the bunkers, and while we had some degree of success (Getting a spot in the surface of the p if you aren't doing your work does woo motivation), we found a sed problem in these endeavors.

  For some reason, all ps with any degree of intelligent life were hostile to us.

  Not the "redators so of course we want to take a bite" hostile, more of the "WE WILL MURDER ALL OF YOU AND YOUR CHILDREN" hostile. From cute little rodents that we knew for a fact could meat without dying to predators that would waste more energy trying to kill and digest us.

  Hell, on one phe frig whales would jump out of the water into our coastal bases, even if it would kill them. It was a mess, and those phat held no life did so because they were too toxic or radioactive for long-term survival. And worst of all, even if we tried to terraform them... We had no evidehat the new life that started there wouldn't be hostile to us. We didn't know why they acted like that, even if I had some suspis.

  I had something the rest didn't, or most didn't at least. I could feel this new energy that was causing all of our problems, and the hostile ps all had some degree of it. Either way, I sincerely ditched all of the space program to a less important part of the glomerate and took back the top stists that were w on it, we had a problem to solve.

  What we found after fog ba Terra Invicta was...that most of the P-series subjects that we had around had reacted in one or another way to this ambient energy, and found a few ways to detect it besides "I feel the energy around!" that some of the members of the b had.

  Twelve years after the end of the world started and we had to admit to reality, this weird ambient energy got called [Mana], as a wink to all of those fis about magid such things, the thing that helped dired started all of this, however, was a new nguage. Ohat seemed to work using knowledge outside our trol, trying to tame or uand it was too hard, so using it to find the name we ended with [Idea].

  A very bad way to refer to it, whose [Idea] this was? I didn't know, but if I had to guess was someone who was very bad at naming things. And finally, the core within our p, care to guess what [Idea] called it?

  [The Core].

  See what I mean?

  Either way, we studied the rules this energy seemed to follow, we studied the nguage to try and find a way to use it, we studied all of it, the retioweehree. Why P4 and I could use it more easily, why the other P-series seemed to develop weird abilities, why some of the members of my staff seemed to develop what they liked to call [Superpowers]... All of it.

  And what did we find?

  First, the p seemed to be what one could call alive. It thrived on this energy we called mana.

  Sed, we as a species of this p seemed to form a symbiotic retionship with the p, we produced a small degree of this energy, and abs the energy the p sent outwards seemed to help us gee more and in turn, this energy was sent back.

  Third, the purple girl seemed to have access to aype of energy besides [Mana] and [Idea], since I hadn't been able to reproduce what she did, and all we knew about [Mana] seemed to imply that what she did wasn't possible.

  Fourth, the p was expending more [Mana] than we were produg.

  Fifth, all the phat were hostile to us had a [Core] and [Mana].

  Sixth, all the phat weren't hostile to us didn't have either, even if we found evidence of a [Core] havied at some point in time.

  Seventh, not having a [Core] in the p meant the p was dead, all our studies seemed to imply that terraf one of suets held less than 4% ce of success.

  Eight, having a [Core] but not having ma the p had died and the ces of a successful terraf dropped to a hat itifully low and didn't even deserve to be stated.

  Nine, our p would run out of [Mana] at the speed it was going.

  And finally, Ten. If our p ran out of [Mana]...our p would die, and we as a species...may not survive, since as stated, we seemed to form some kind of symbiotic retionship with the p from the mome bathed in its [Mana].

  So, what does this mean in yman's terms? Well, it means that we are screwed beyond what it's humanly possible to solve!

  And while most of those under my banner ended up depressed (And a few decided that walking on the wasted surface of our p was the smart decision), some of us took this as a way of scratg some of the pns we had in mind. We couldn't find a way to replenish the [Mana] within the core in time.

  We couldn't find a way to survive on another p with the time this p had left, and we definitely wouldn't find a way for other po accept us as their inhabitants.

  So what was the main problem we had? That's right! [Time]

  So of course the step was to find ourselves some extra [Time] to solve these problems, so barely twelve years after this started going straight to hell... We started to find a way to solve our problem with [Time].

  Now, time is something no one deal with, it's a force of nature and while we observe its passage, we 't i with it, not in our reality anyway. We affect it if we use enough gravitational forces, we even send stuff into the future!

  But that doesn't give us extra time, so what is the solution we used?

  We don't try to travel ba time, that doesn't work. It isn't feasible under any w we uand, we could theoretically travel ba time using a wormhole... But only to the moment said wormhole was created, so say... We made one during the year 2000. Then we could use that to travel to that point in time (In theory).

  And while the Saintsworths had many things...vely pced wormholes iain moments in time isn't one of these things. So if we 't travel through time...We turn to the sed-best thing!

  This wonderful nguage [Idea], could briaphysical cepts into reality, so using that my pn was to tamper with [Time]. IF we 't travel using time, we will travel using [Time]. Easy enough to uand? No. Well, it worked for me so who cares what you think hahahahahahahaha.

  It barely took me thirty years, all my underlings (Friends), and all the life on this po make it work.

  All the alternative pnes failed, and all the spaceships we sent to outer worlds with seed ships ended up destroyed wheraveled close to inhabited ps or didn't listen to the warning and decided to settle os with wildlife. There was evehat flew straight at the sun for some reason, was it cultist? Probably, but either way, almost all human life had been dead at this point in time.

  Not all life mind you, most of the P-series subjects survived in one way or ahe little buggers were resilient if nothing else. I hadn't seen the purple girl in years at this point in time, actually, after the apocalypse started I hadn't seen her either. Not that it mattered since she wouldn't ge anything. If she had disappeared as before then she would pop up at some point or another, not that I would be around.

  I wasn't what you could call an [Human] at this point in time, more than half my body had been sed out by bioengineered parts, either created by one of the P-series subjects or by myself, all so I could survive in this goddamned phat was dying ohe energies of this world no longer spread on the p and most were redirected to me. All thanks to the P-series subjects that had been spread on the surface of the world.

  All so I could have enough energy to make what I was going to do. Not a single P-series subject had taken humanoid form, besides P4 at least. This oook a humanoid form, and while I didn't know how it looked to the other members of my team, but to me this P-series subject looked like a silver android, with no human fao skin, nothing but a silver body that mimicked the human force.

  Eversoul (The bleedi) referred to it as female, god knows why. Was it because I got emotional in my st moments on this [Time]? Had the bugger grown oh the years of solitude? I don't know.

  But maybe I was just lonely, maybe I just wao speak with someoer so many years of failure after failure. you bme me? If you are someone who lived in Terra Invicta, then you should. I for one do. Every minute, every hour, every day, EVERY GODFORSAKEN YEAR.

  So yeah, was it a mistake? Perhaps, but P4 stood with me through it all, and I kind of s help, so a reward was in order.

  Maybe my choice of words was ge, but I said "With this, we are brother and sister. I became who I was when this goddamned crystal got suffused into my body...And while your [AI Core] was made out of it, your body never had more than needed...Well, say Hi to past Alexanders." And with those words, I suffused P4's core with as much as the energy I could hold and then more.

  My energy? Into the stupid [Core] within P4.

  The crystal motes within my body from that awful drug that made sure I would survive to this day? Into the stupid [Core].

  Life-force? Oh yeah, that was a thing. We found it by act when one of the suicidal members of roup walked to the outside, funny thing. He ran out of life-force before his vital went off. Gave us a scare on the medical wing.

  What was I saying? ht. Life-force. You know it, INTO THE GODDAMNED CORE.

  My mind? Myself? My... [Soul]?

  All very valid questions, but at this moment in time I didn't know how to quantify these things. So what did I do?

  The Intelligent thing would have been to tiudying all possible variables before doing anything.

  The Smart thing would have been to seek how my body was reag to what I was doing.

  What did I do?

  I shoved everything that I could into the stupid [Core] of P4. Was that smart? No. Was that Intelligent? No. Did I do it anyway? Of course, I did.

  Why? You see, I didn't want to dey it more, tomorrow was my birthday, and I had more important things to do than prepare for the end of the world.

  So oember 13th, 2050, all the energy on this p was shoved into a singurity. I was scious for a few extra seds after P4 burst into a fsh of light that obliterated everything. I saw the p crad heard the scream of an untold number of [Souls] as all of them were pulled towards the implosion of our [Homeworld].

  And as if nothing had happened...I saw the marvels as time seemed to rewind itself, the p's destru got pyed backward, all the time while hearing the screaming voice of the purple-haired girl. First raw screams, then sobbing, g.

  She was there, at the [Core] of the world, hugging a cracked gem within her hands, doing her best effort to prevent it from crag further, g blood.

  And as if nothing had happened I felt my sciousness snap bato my body. In front of me, P4 stood with her small little arm on the side, this wasn't one of my smartest choices of words. If he was being hohere were more things I could have said.

  Instead, I just asked what I already khe world would cascade bato oblivion, probably faster if what I saw was to be trusted, the purple girl had been trying to prevent the destru too.

  So after hitting my head against a wall ooo many times, I did what I had decided to do, first, take P4...no Alexandra. It took barely any effort to direct the hidden Nanites in this coat to create the ID.

  What? You thought I would walk into the den of a bioon unarmed? I may be an idiot, but I'm not dumb enough to do that. It barely took any effort to ge her appearao something that resembled eople around seemed to perceive, Alexa had gotten very good with her manipution of her appearan the future. And after [Linking] her to me, her appearaook ohat was simir to what she would look if she was my...

  She got introduced as my sister, I may owe the thing a favor or two, but no way in hell I ting her as a daughter. So a sister she was, and that was final.

  What followed after was... both harder and easier, make everyoart w into a mae that could [Time] lock the p? Easier than expected, I did pay well my employees.

  Pretend that you don't hear them calling you nuts? That, funnily enough was harder to do. Not like they could actually do anything about it, the teology I itting was at least 30 years ahead of what they used, and within the glomerate, we usually used teology at least 50 years ahead of the popuce.

  So I itting teology almost 80 years ahead of everyone else, so yeah. Not many things they could do, if to this we add that I could casually teleport people to random ps...Yeah, no one wants to cross the crazy megalomaniac boss that pays very well.

  Besides, they would find out about the immi destru within ten years anyway.

  There was a time I sihought that.

  It took barely two years for the first effects to start showing up, at least I had started making the stupid bunkers on day one, so we somehow mao salvage almost twice as many people as before.

  We only lost 5 billion people instead of 10 billion people on the first gravity quake yay...

  Okay, that wasn't as bad, the problem, the actual problem came three years ter. I found the root of the problems, and no. It wasn't the fact that I poked the p with my [Mana].

  The problem, the actual problem came from the purple girl, Alexa, me, and the [Core]. We were ected, I knew I was ected to the purple girl since I was the only one seeing her.

  Alexa got ected to me the day of the cataclysm, and then that e got stronger when I used her as a vessel to travel ba time. Problem is... My e to purple girl went straight to the [Core], my [Mana] seemed to be ging and so, the mana on Alexa was ging too.

  This wasn't good because our [Mana] was intrinsically different from the one of the purple girl, and in turn, it was different from the o the [Core]. So this was making a ive rea within the [Core], this meant that the p was sick si wao assimite our mana, but that only made it hurt. That in turn made it spill more mana to try and bance our existeh that of the other humans around.

  But my mere presence seemed to ge how the mana of people around me behaved, as evidenced by how the people around me were harder to be affected by purple girl. Not all of them mind you, the people that didn't spend too much time with me were okay. But those that stood around? They were harder to affect by purple girl.

  So what does this mean? Ready for another list?

  One, my [Mana] ged the people arouhe closer they were the more they ged.

  Two, Alexa was more attuo me than to the purple crystal.

  Three, the purple girl couldn't affect me or those who had been too affected by my mana.

  Four, my mana wasn't patible with the crystal at the core of the p fod knows what reason. Did I tamper with it too much? Maybe.

  Five, I was ected to the purple girl, and through that e to the [Core].

  Six, the [Core] wao normalize my mana but couldn't, either because I was too ged or because I wasn't supposed to be around (Like those boxes had said before during the experiment that gave me access to mana)

  Seven, to solve this, the world illing more mana than it was geing, to try and dissolve my mana by association.

  Eight, that wasn't w.

  he [Core] was dying from doing this.

  Ten, I couldn't stop this, I needed more time.

  In a nutshell...We were screwed. Again.

  The world's cascade only got worse and barely 10 years after my return to the past we were at the same point where almost all of humanity had been wiped out.

  The problem was still that we did not have enough time, also that by 2030 most of humanity had been wiped out and the survivors were only the people within the bs I had mao deal with this… and the fact that these people didn’t have troubles with the fact that they didn’t remember any other human face outside these walls. How did that even work?

  So while we did our best effort to try and solve this drum, in the end, it was obvious that it was all going to hell, even with our best efforts, so we tried to work a way to monitor this problem and find a viable solution. It wasn't my proudest moment, but taking inspiration from the stupid boxes flying around bickering I modeled my monit system after them. It seemed like a good idea at the moment!

  Prepared with that information I practiced as much as possible, at the return to the past I would o create the program in a rush using [Mana] and i it into the gateway that would have just formed to the core of the p.

  It took me almost three years to get that ready besides the extra two years to make the monit thing. It was a very bare system, it just had modules to unicate with the Saintsworths server and help us check how it rogressing.

  And on the eve of the travel after making sure we had all the information needed, saying oodbyes to the few survivors (At this point the staff had been reduced to the other two head stists and myself & Alexa), so we started the process again. I was too fortable with myself, I admit it. Thought everything would go well, that we would achieve another safe travel. That this time would be the st time.

  I was wrong.

  What happened was that my presence, my mana, and the information I held… Everything that was me had bee too [Heavy]. My full weight crashed into the [Core] that was Alexa, and she bursted like a balloon.

  Even at the end of the world, I had kept with my training, I had even bee faster than ever, but this was one of those moments where I was too stuo eve, my hand opened and closed feeling the remains of the crystal shards on my hand.

  Around me were remains of Alexa’s body, an arm here, a leg there… The bleedi that was Eversoul held Alexa’s head in her arms while she was bleeding away, a metal piece was stu her chest, probably one of the hidden ons that Alexa liked to keep.

  The woman was g as she held the decapitated head of the bioon that she had taken as her adoptive daughter.

  The other presen this pce was that woman’s best friend, Vivian. Who was nursing her own wounds while grabbing a first aid kit and walking toward Eversoul, the cold beauty resent in her fad mannerisms. But her hands were trembling as she worked trying to apply pressure to wounds that would not stop bleeding. It didn’t help the fact that Eversoul was too busy trying to soothe the decapitated head of my sister.

  “Did you know this could happen?” Was the question Eversoul pointed my way.

  “Miriam, don’t bother with him, we o stop the bleeding.” All the while Vivia didn’t even pay attention to me. Usually, I would say that hurt my pride, but this wasn’t one of those.

  “I…We khat our bodies in this time and space may suffer some decay or be destroyed. We had taken that into sideration when doing the math for this.” Had been my answer, while I was trying to reform the [Core] that had remained of Alexa on my hand.

  Was my body wounded? I holy don’t know, at this point in time, I was dressed using what was closer to a skin-tight body armor under my clothes. So I probably wasn’t.

  “Then she made it to the past? She is safe right?” Miriam Eversoul asked, her skin ale, and under her ool of blood, she didn’t have enough strength to hold the head of Alexa anymore.

  “No, she did not make it. If she had her core would have remaiable and turned into ash as the travel finished. And I wouldn’t be here either.” Had been my answer as Vivia gred at me.

  “Thank you for the hoy… And I hope you burn in hell for doing this to us all.” Were the passing words of the bleedi that was Miriam Eversoul, a woman that had no reason to be w for me, an activist that believed she could elimihe wars and hunger in the world.

  The woman ted a bioon as her daughter and tried her best to make her [Human].

  “Effective immediately I quit.” Vivia, the woman who worked for me uhe promise that I would help her gain a better uanding of her owions.

  April fourteen 2035.

  The day Alexandra Saintsworths died.

  The day Miriam Eversoul, mother to Alexa, died hugging the remains of the daughter she didn’t mao turn human.

  The st time I saw Vivia, did she kill herself? Did she go to the surface of the world?

  I do not know, but it was the st time I saw the woman, she probably tinued w in another part of the bs, trying to either resurrect her friend and her daughter… to find a way to kill me.

  I had too much work to worry about what it was, so I didn’t worry and focused my effort to make this work. So that is what I did, tio try and uand what failed, and tio try and repair…To heal my sister.

  It took me another five years to decide this was a fruitless effort, I did recover all the fragments from the crystal that had been part of Alexa’s body. And used mostly the remains of the crystal geode for my experiments. But never mao travel ba time again. At the end of my experiments, all I had were two crystal gems around the size of a baseball ball each.

  By my estimates, I would need ohe size of the inal crystal geode to travel ba time. And with the way the surface of the p was…It just wasn’t feasible, the only ohat could maybe help me was someohat I hadn’t seen in years. There was no evidence of Kellet at the building, not of her leaving, not of her anywhere after that day.

  I…was alone.

  What followed were years of attempts to study what I could while I waited for the end of the world, attempts to perfect my monit system…

  Attempts to make heads or tails of what had gone wrong…

  I mao solve most of the questions I had by 2080, not that it mattered at this point. My program was ready even. And while the atmosphere of the p had disappeared, and the only remains of civilization was a small bunker room in the deepest parts of the p where I had moved to live in… It was meaningless.

  My body had ged much sihat day almost 80 years ago, it was quite iing, and had Eversoul stayed around she would have gotten very good information since her focus was geics. I had adapted to the enviro, in ways that shouldn’t be possible.

  My heart had been repced by a [Core] simir to the ohat Alexa had, my body was sturdier than ever, and my skin was repced by a scale mail that protected me not only from radiation but from blunt and sharp objects. My eyes could trol the amount of light that got into them and had a sedary transparent eyelid that could be used uer. My hands had sharp nails that could destroy and tear anything that was on my way, but somehow retaihe dexterity as if nothing, and the cherry atop this was on my back, I gained a pair of wings that would let me traverse even the most treacherous pce… It was annoying the fact that I got a tail too, but that one helped stabilize my flight and was ara appeo use.

  The activist would get a kick out of this, “Alexahe greediest human in the world turns into a dragon.” they would say.

  Man, I missed human tauch that I wouldn’t mind them, but on the eve of the year 2100 with nothing more to do, I took the st step I could. As the st surviving human on this cursed p. I went and took the remaining crystal core from Alexa and fused it into me.

  This thing had been attempting to do the travel all these years, I suspected that this was the reason Alexa’s body had beeroyed like that, so maybe if we fihe attempt it would fulfill the travel?

  Perhaps I could see my sister o time?

  And what better day to attempt that on my birthday.

  September 14th the year 2100, I fully attuned myself to this dragon-like body and to the remains of Alexa.

  It was also the same day I mao recreate the body of my sister on this dead p. And it didn’t even take that much effort! A win overall.

  ht, it was the day I died. Well, you win some, you lose some.

  What? How am I writing this if I died in a gruesome explosion?

  Well, that is a very iing thing, you see… I didn’t explode, or not my body. I could still think, my body (The human one) was there on the flrabbing Alexa’s hand. The p was still spiraling towards death, a…

  I was also… [Here].

  Looking down on the p, my body is still that of an adult dragon. Other entities eyeing me and the p down, and then there was [Time]. I could peer into the past, and see what had happened, and how.

  I could see myself on my 14th birthday being experimented on. I could see myself when I started this end of the world… I could even see myself being engulfed in the singurity when the p broke down into a bck hole in the year 2150.

  And I could see how my as could affect the p and the world below.

  So I did just that, the first thing I did was turn to the system I had created as [Human] to monitorize, the question was…when could I put this thing. I could use the moment this all started, but as far as I could tell. That wouldn’t give as muformation, so I used the sed-best pce. The time I got infused with the crystal.

  And sure enough, it took like a glove, and the monit even started w overtime to solve all that it could, the pn of this was simple enough, take trol over the distribution of [Mana] and make sure it doesn’t waste more than needed.

  Now, the problem was that as soon as it started to take root the [Core] detected it and fought it back, it wasn’t fast enough to kick me out, but it mao take hold of it faster than I would like, so in turn that mean that I hadn’t mao take all of it.

  In the end, I got only 99.9999% of trol over it. Missing this meant that my trol would crumble and the world would still end, but at least I should have had more time this time!

  Or the version of me that was living there, ma me tell you, seeing yourself making mistake after mistake when the world is about to end is annoying, at least I mao i into his thick skull the key to access our program early on. And while seeing my other self stress over the number going down had its own advantages….

  In the end, it hadn’t been enough, and then there was the problem of the entities that lived within the program, one had been made by me to monitor the thing. And while it saw my past self as an annoying variable… And seemed to be way more paternal than it should be towards Alexa.

  The other one was more dangerous, it was ht hostile to us and wanted nothing more than to kill all that was us. In the end that one even mao perceive me, the true creator, and bared its fangs towards me, and while Alexa and my human side tried to help…

  Yeah, that one may have mao wound me beyond what it was survivable, so I was going to die… Again. This would be what, the third? Fourth? Fifth? I lost t.

  To be ho I didn’t expect it to stick this oime either, and had left preparations for my work to tier, and while meeting the god of reination was iing (She was hot gothic girlfriend material)... What she told me wasn’t.

  “I will offer you reination in another world, all I ask of you is for you to repair the [Core] on that p. We will grant you all the tools o achieve this, we only ask that you fix the problems one of your smate made.” She said, all the while looking down at me with her perfectly shaped breasts, wide enough waist to hold, and those fluttering eyes….

  I HAD BEEN ALONE FOD KNOWS HOW MUCH, I LEER AT SOMEOHAT MADE A BODY TO MY TASTE OKAY! SHE CRAFTED THAT BODY TO SUIT MY TASTES!!!

  And yes, I do know that entity crafted it to entice me, even after death I was someone who achieved what some may call [Godhood].

  “I refuse.” I may have (or not) ughed while saying that, “I am someone who rose to the very top by sheer effort. I will not be made to deal with the problems others made, be it smen or not.”

  “You would defy me? The ohat holds the reins of your future?” The thing asked as its body morphed once more, this time it looked like my human form.

  “Either wipe my memory and ask again, or send me back. I have work to do.” Was the st thing I remember saying to that thing.

  Why was that the st thing? Well, I may have been overfident in myself… Just a little, because the hing I saw was my human body, Alexa’s body. And the boratory I had worked so many years ago.

  And this weird feeling that something was wrong, I had lost some memories, mostly of my time as ay that transded human uanding, but it was uandable. How could I even fathom uanding what ay that was so much more than a [Human] knew, even if the said entity was me.

  So using the remaining mastery I had over [Mana] I sed my body for anomalies.

  “MOTHERF#CKER!” And that entity sure took my advice, because I had a few parts missing in me, or to be precise. I only had [Me] remaining.

  I had found ways to feel the [Soul] and I didn’t have one of those. I had ways to feel the [Mind] and while I had o was deg fast without a [Soul] to tto. And while it seemed as if I had a [Body], this was a simucrum of a body made of [Mana], like Alexa’s body.

  So I was stu the simucrum of Terra Invicta, in a simucrum of my body. With no soul… And while the [Soul] was overrated, I did need one if I wao asd again. I was checkmated.

  The first thing I did was take Alexa’s body and stick it in a test tube with a mana battery to keep her stable, then sit and stare at it while thinking of ways to solve this. Had a [Human] been around I could probably overwrite their soul, no way a [Human] could withstand a [Dragon]. And this wasn’t mere pride speaking, it was [Reality].

  The problem is this wasn’t the real [Terra Invicta], it was in the same coordihe same reality, the same pne. But the p had beeroyed turies ago and no human of this p survived. So I was stuck, maybe it had been a bad idea to mock the thing that ruled reination…

  My salvation arrived on its own in the end though, in the way of a woman that had visited me so many years ago that I had fotten, Catherine Saintsworths. With a man whose presehreateo destroy the simucrum of the p, we lived on.

  And while that was iing on its own, the problem that Catherine had was more iing, she regnant and the amount of mana in her body threateo termihe life within. The man at the side was the reason why, but she somehow mao create a pseudo-body made of mana to try and bring the pregnancy to term.

  The solution was easy enough, I had it already even. My [System] was made to mahe mana of a p, managing the mana of a baby was easy enough, so I offered something in exge to save that baby.

  It retense of course I o install the [System] in the baby more than Catherine needed my help, this was my ticket out. I just o sneak what little remained of Alexa inside of the system and when they arrived oher side to jump to a new body.

  I needed an AI to mahe system, so I used a tempte of myself…Or that had been the pn, the stupid system pulled me in leaving only a vestige of myself oside to expin, and the e was being terminated soon enough.

  What I found oher side when the girl was born was… Iing, I had listeo the expnation about [Soulscape] Catherine gave since I would o take it into sideration, but waking up in the ruined city of Aqui had been more than I could deal with.

  So using the material around me I built a sedary pce to dwell, this robably a refle of myself more than of the baby girl, and it wouldn’t do to cause trauma to the girl that was helping me revive Alexa. We would leave this pce soon enough so I could work better in a more simplistic boratory instead of the reminder of my greatest faults.

  Elizabeth Starbright turned five years and that made all hell break loose, somehow my [System] detected a threat to its iy and awoke the powers sleeping within the soul of the girl to deal with that threat. The girl had an affinity toward [Shadows].

  And so my system made use of it, the pressure her father gave almost crushed it to oblivion and I suspect the only reason we didn’t get obliterated was because he feared for his daughter's safety. More study was needed.

  Elizabeth turned eleven years old.

  And I mao revive Alexa, or the closest thing I could, we didn’t mao leave this [Soulscape], and the shadow city below hadn’t left. I suspect that the shadow powers of the girl are keeping it in pehow, why or for what? I do not know.

  The [System] seems to keep us tied to this girl’s soul, so her I nor Alexa could leave pletely, Alexa had gotten most of the remaining [Mana] from Terra Invicta, so her powers were closer to what I had on my prime.

  And speaking of that, I had made several simucrums of myself to mahis pce, my main body was resting while we waited for an opportunity to leave and reinate ourselves, while other lesser bodies stayed outside and managed everything.

  At some point, my main body had turo the same age as Alexa, but well, if we were going to start a new oarting as a five-year-old was better than fifty.

  Elizabeth was turnieen.

  I found out why I hadn’t been able to leave this pce, when Elizabeth was doing some weird trial by fire from her school that had stressed her soul so much that Elizabeth sank deep within the [Soulscape].

  And a y took that ce to follow her, they ended up near my main body. I was half expeg either Elizabeth or that y to take this d kill me.

  My simucrum thought the same since he cleaved this part out when he felt Catherine’s magic trying to separate Elizabeth’s soul from her body. So my simucrum helped.

  It was at the moment when Elizabeth’s soul was released and I noticed how not only the ruined city of Aqui, but also myself followed Elizabeth that I noticed why I had been stuck here. Hingsight is 20/20 after all.

  Elizabeth’s Soul…Had names carved upon it, hundreds, thousands, billions…The st one was one I had written while g tears of blood.

  Alexandra Saintsworths, the cutest sister of them all.

  Elizabeth’s soul was my former soul… Elizabeth Starbright was my soul reinated in a new world. And she was sorely g in strength and power if what I was seeing was to be believed.

  I had some ways to sneak into the system that was built upon this world, it was made using the same [System] I installed into Elizabeth. And she would need all the help I could give.

  I never feared death, I died too many times already, both figuratively, physically, metaphysically, emotionally… I had lived a long life. Way lohan I had any right. The years I spent as a [God] had been wiped, but I khat I had asded at some point, even if no evidence was around.

  I felt bad for Alexa since she seemed to have been shunted into a pocket dimension, but she had Terra Invicta’s power to help her, so she would be fine. She was my sister.

  But Elizabeth?

  Well, she would need some help, was I gettiimental? Was I using this as a ce to perhaps find a way to atone? YOU BETCHA I AM!

  But I didn’t o atone, I didn’t o help her. I chose to do both of them anyway. I have been called many times, some I deserved, some I didn't. But I did my best to try and leave a better world than what I found... I failed miserably at that, but maybe this time it would be different...

  Elizabeth had many things I didn't have, parents who loved her and would sacrifice themselves before they sacrificed their daughter. Friends that looked after her, people that cared for her...

  So yes, I would help her. I will help her. This will be my farewell letter, this version of me will cease to exist. I will turn myself into nutrients to nurture Elizabeth's Soul.

  I will awaken the legacy within my [Blood], within this cursed and forsaken lineage made with the blood of a thousand i... The power I earned after everything in my [World] died and was used to try and help me save it... I will pass it on to someone who perhaps will have a better time doing well.

  She will [I] my wish, Elizabeth Starbright will be the shining star of hope for this new era.

  So if you reading this, if you are one of those souls that reinated from Terra Invicta…

  I’m sorry, and I hope life treats you better than it ever did to me.

  And if you ever see Alexa around, give her some mahe girl loves them for some reason.

  And if you ever see me around… Well… Don’t mioo much. I’m just a little guy doing his best.

  Alexanders Saintsworth, Dragon God, Saintsworth’s glomerate CEO, Brother of the cutest little girl in all the multiverses explored.

  The man who did his best to try and save the world...And failed.

  The man who sincerely hopes those who follow after him have an easier life.

  The Dragon of Camity.