I'm The Devil - Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Prelude To The Great Flood 5

In the unfathomable expanse beyond the boundaries of God’s dominion, an outer dimension existed—a place of darkness and chaos where the very fabric of reality twisted and writhed. This realm was a void, devoid of light and hope, filled instead with an oppressive, otherworldly energy that seemed to consume everything it touched. Here, time and space were mere suggestions, bending and warping under the whims of its ancient denizens.

In this forsaken domain, five grotesque beings of unimaginable power convened. Their forms defied comprehension, each one a nightmarish amalgamation of limbs, eyes, and writhing tendrils. Their presence alone was enough to unravel the sanity of lesser beings, and their mere breath could extinguish entire universes, reducing them to cosmic ash.

The first of these entities, a towering mass of pulsating flesh and innumerable eyes, spoke in a voice that reverberated through the void, shaking the very essence of the dimension. “An anomaly has arisen,” it hissed, each word dripping with malevolence. “A dimension created eons ago, beyond our reach, yet its existence threatens our dominion.”

The second being, a shadowy form with tendrils that seemed to stretch into infinity, pulsed with a deep, foreboding glow. “This new dimension,” it growled, “grows stronger with each passing eon. It could disrupt the balance, challenge our supremacy. It must be eradicated.”

A third figure, resembling a colossal serpent coiled around a star, its scales shimmering with the energy of countless consumed worlds, hissed its agreement. “But we cannot enter this dimension. Its boundaries are sealed to us, protected by forces beyond even our comprehension.”

The fourth entity, a grotesque amalgamation of bone and shadow, its skeletal structure constantly shifting and reforming, spoke with a voice like grinding stone. “If we cannot enter, we must find a way to act within it. An avatar—someone to carry out our will and destroy this threat from within.”

The fifth and final being, a swirling vortex of chaos and entropy, roared its assent, the sound echoing through the void like a thousand dying stars. “We will imbue this avatar with a fraction of our power, enough to lay waste to this dimension and ensure our dominion remains unchallenged.”

As the five ancient entities plotted their course, the void around them seemed to tremble in anticipation. They reached out with their collective consciousness, searching for a suitable vessel—a being within the newly arisen dimension who could be twisted and manipulated to serve their dark purpose.

In the darkness, a flicker of potential was found, a soul already teetering on the edge of corruption. The five grotesque beings focused their will, their combined power forming a bridge between dimensions. They began to pour their essence into this unsuspecting being, warping its mind and body, preparing it to become their avatar of destruction.

And so, in the quiet corners of a universe unaware of the impending doom, a new force of unimaginable power was born, destined to carry out the will of these ancient horrors and bring about the end of the dimension that dared to challenge their rule.

Heaven

In the serene and radiant expanse of Heaven, where light and harmony reigned supreme, God sat upon His magnificent throne. The celestial realm, with its golden streets and angelic choirs, was a place of perfect peace and divine order. Yet, even in this sacred sanctuary, a ripple of disturbance could be felt.

God, omniscient and all-seeing, perceived the malevolent scheming of the grotesque beings from the outer dimension. Their dark intentions and the growing threat to His creation did not escape His divine awareness. The cosmos, in its vast complexity, was intricately connected to His will, and any disruption, no matter how distant, was immediately known to Him.

In that moment, the serene expression on God’s face grew solemn. His eyes, which held the wisdom of eternity, gazed into the far reaches of the universe, beyond the fabric of reality itself, to the dark dimension where the ancient beings conspired. He understood the gravity of their actions and the danger they posed to the delicate balance of creation.

A profound silence fell over Heaven as the angels, sensing the shift in their Lord’s demeanor, ceased their hymns and awaited His command. The very air seemed to hold its breath, aware that something of great significance was unfolding.

God, with an aura of infinite calm and unyielding authority, rose from His throne. His presence radiated an overwhelming power, a force of pure goodness that stood in stark contrast to the malevolent energies brewing in the outer dimension. He looked out over His heavenly domain, His gaze penetrating through the layers of existence to the heart of the impending conflict.

With a voice that resonated through the heavens and beyond, a voice that carried the weight of creation itself, He spoke but three words:

“It has begun.”

These words, simple yet profound, echoed across the celestial realm, rippling through the fabric of reality. The angels, understanding the gravity of the proclamation, prepared themselves for the divine plans that were now set into motion. The battle between light and dark, good and evil, was about to intensify, and the forces of Heaven readied themselves to stand against the encroaching darkness.

In that moment, the cosmos itself seemed to brace for the coming storm, aware that the eternal struggle was entering a new and decisive phase. And amidst it all, God’s presence remained a beacon of hope and strength, guiding His creation through the unfolding chaos.

Back On Earth

Lucifer looked towards the sky and frowned when he sensed the ripples of unease in the atmosphere, he knew that something was about to happen and from the looks of it, it is going to be not just a Flood as he earlier thought but something else, something dangerous that could even make his Father speak which was something he rarely does expect he wants to give out commands or want to catch up with his favorite son which was himself.

He looked over at the Tower and frowned.