"What does this have to do with me?", I stare at Cyrus, who asked for a favor.

"It is very close to you.", he stared up at the sky, "It is very important."

I respond to him, "This is about the fate of the entire solar system. I am powerless against the might of a truly malicious Eldritch God on that level."

"No.", he shook his head, "For just one day, a single day, on the seventh of August, international time, relinquish your title as the Records of Humanity, temporarily give up Earth's Lesser Template of Life. That will be enough."

To relinquish Earth's Lesser Template of Life, how do I do that?

"I can't completely sever it, how do I give up on it?", I asked him.

Hearing my words, Cyrus reached into his chestplate, taking out... a piece of paper.

I unfolded it. This is... a chant.

I scanned through the chant and... I can't help but let out a breath of exasperation.

Hehe... so the truth is this...

Is this what it feels like to touch forbidden knowledge? Heha... I know why the Forbidden Fruit was so tempting and delicious.

I burned the paper away, having already memorized it.

"I accept this deal.", there is no way I can't after seeing all of that.

"Thank you for your cooperation.", he turned around, walking away, but he stopped and turned his head to look at me, "By the way, you seem happier without the power of the Akasha."

Am I really?

Heh...

Maybe it's because without the Akasha, I am my true self.

"You are right.", I can't help but laugh, "My powers make me feel the most joy and happiness, but I know they are just my heightened emotions."

Though the power of the Akasha still runs through me, especially Euphoria, my extreme emotions are quite dull now, almost to normal human level.

And... I wonder if I can one day see the world beyond these calculations?

I watch as Cyrus the Great disappears into the distance. Somehow, I can feel his approval of me.

The archetype of kingship, the man who laid out the foundation for all rulers, the first being to break Earth's Cycle of Violence.

In every text he was described in, even in his book in the Library. He was a kind and gentle king, but would not hesitate when defending his people and allies. More than the First Hero, more than the King of Emperors, more than... me.

He truly deserves his title as the King of the World, as he had conquered Earth from the moment he sat on his throne.

To gain his approval, as someone who declared herself the ruler of the world, it is as if him passing his crown onto me.

And...

Hah...

I turned back, seeing that the Dino King was still here.

"Come on, guys. Let's go.", I smiled and waved my hand, beckoning them to come.

The person Cyrus the Great approved of was me, and me alone, not as the Akasha but just... Charlotte Silvi.

He knows I am the worst person to have this power, but it is still my power, mine.

Entering my castle, I went on with the two dinosaurs into the recreation room. Although Utopia had modified the corridors and rooms to fit Berthan, this is the largest.

There are some unfinished paintings lying about, all about me. Using the ring to create illusions of myself and be my own model. Even without the heightened emotions from the Akasha, I love myself the most.

"Utopia, some cushion.", I commanded.

The floor opened up, a cushion popped up, big enough for Berthan to lie on.

Seeing it, the allosaurus came close, inspecting it from different angles. Then it lay down on the cushion. Chica followed it, resting on top of the allosaurus.

Hmm, this is great material for a painting.

I picked up a canvas lying around, getting my tools ready.

Two beautiful ancient beasts, clad in pure white scales and feathers. The Dino King, the first Jury of Earth. Who knew such grand beings were sleeping right in front of me?

Although the first time I met them was fighting against their Replica. That time for me was a true struggle. How far have I gone since then?

I think back on the deal I just made with the First Great. To give up the power of my piece of the Template of Life, would I do it without hesitation? No, of course not. This power belongs to me as long as I am alive; I will absolutely not part with it.

Because, even if I am just a human, what's wrong with wanting power?

I finished my sketch of the Dino King, then I erased the sketch, leaving the imprints of the pencil. I began to paint while humming a melody.

Despite the excitement of life, I don't hate the serenity of it at all.

=0=0=

The Enigma Code had fallen into a dark void, trapped by a power they could not contend with.

Even if they see the flow of fate and destiny, avoiding and countering the direct attacks, they could not fend off against it.

It was then that The Enigma Code noticed something, a white raven with rainbow polycoria eyes staring at them. They knew who this was.

"Sixth Seat of the Seven Wayfarers of the Abyss, Zala Qism the Dark Ultimatum. What are the Final Words.", they calmly stated, not asking.

The Seven Wayfarers of the Abyss hold a special position as the recorders of the universe, they are practically invincible due to the protection of the Watcher. As long as the Watcher wanted it, the position and state of the other Six Wayfarers are unknown to the universe.

In return, they act as agents to deliver messages and observe actions all across the universe as spectators.

Amongst all Wayfarers, the appearance of one of them depicts omens, sentencing the finale of individuals. The Six Seat, the Seat of Catastrophe.

A booming voice erupted, "Hear hear!! Lughz Dustur the Enigma Code, One who understands the Cosmo!! Divine Arbiter of Equilibrium, Deliverer of Judgement, Master of Order!! You have violated the Ripples of Causality!!"

The dark void changed into a blazing arena, they could still feel their powers, unchanged, but something even more alarming that made The Enigma Code cautious.

Though they can use their full power wherever they are, they can still feel the distance between the Avatar and their Star.

Across the universe, next to and infinitely far away, they feel both at the same time. Standing here was not just the Avatar, but the Star itself.

Voidborns, they were born from the cold darkness, the laws that kept everything together. Scions of the Universe, they are the children of the Original One, the manifestation of celestial wills.

And here, the Heretic who had violated a core principle of the universe, will be judged.

The white raven flies around the arena of fire, continuing to announce.

"By the Will of the Omniscient Guide!! THEY shall witness your struggle!! THEY shall gaze upon your final moment!!"

Motes of yellow and black light float around The Enigma Code. Then they began to gather...

"Trailblazer of the Immaterial!!"

The motes of light merged, transforming and reshaping into an incomprehensible monster.

"Spark of Fortune and Misfortune!!"

Arms crackling with electricity, white and black fur rippling like lightning. Thousands of golden eyes opened as the figure rose.

"Celestial Embodiment of Fate and Destiny!!"

Those golden eyes landed on The Enigma Code, exuding their pressure as a Scion of the Universe. Their disguise was torn apart, white wings stripped of their feathers and essence, and the flame in their cage head flickered.

"The Speed beyond Light and Darkness!!"

With its Honorific Titles spoken by The Dark Ultimatum, the Speed of Tachyon, the Universal Law that is Fate and Destiny. In other words, Motion.

Manifested.

With a simple motion, as simple as the swipe of a finger belonging to one of its many arms, the Flow of Fate and Destiny converged— becoming a Flow of Calamity.

The Enigma Code took a step back, but they accidentally tripped and shattered their legs. For a single moment, all calamity in the universe ceased, even the approaching of The Original One stopped, buying precious time for countless Stars to fend off the tendrils of nothingness.

The blue flame flickered violently, as if in panic, trying to bend causality, resisting a Law of the Universe. Their shattered legs healed in an instant, and they decided to fight back. But their causality protection was stripped away.

The Enigma Code swiped their hand, touching an invisible force— breaking their entire arm. And more of their meddling with the laws of the universe was destroyed.

Codes, equations, complex loopholes were noticed and patched by the Speed of Tachyon. And The Enigma Code continues to write new equations, creating new exploits, opening up new loopholes.

It was a struggle, a futile struggle.

The Enigma Code knew that, but they kept on fighting back. They knew this Voidborn was merely toying with them.

After a minute, with no strength left to resist and all of their protections and rewritten rules stripped bare, The Enigma Code fell to their knees, staring at the incomprehensible mass of light and darkness.

A single beastly arm reached out so fast, as if the distance was nothing. If it wanted to, the Trailblazer could've just pierced the Eldritch God without them even knowing it. After all, it is faster than the speed of light.

But just like fate, the Voidborn is as fickle. And like destiny, it is creative and theatrical. It wants a perfect demise for the Arbiter.

The invisible hands of fate and destiny moved again.

The fiery arena vanished, replaced by a cold air of Siberia.

The Enigma Code knew the Voidborn of Motion didn't let them go, not yet anyway. With their ability to see the rules of the universe, they found themselves being chained, bound by the shackles of fate. They knew they had become a Puppet of Causality, an unwilling prisoner and servant of the Voidborn.

With an hour of rest, they began to walk, pulled by the chains of fate and destiny.

Rhaps

If you are familiar with Lord of the Mysteries, the Voidborns are like the Pillars, but there are 20 Mother Goddess of Depravity, 10 God Almighty, 12 Lord of Mysteries