Lord Shadow

Meanwhile, on an entirely different Universe, outside the rule of the Supreme One, lying on a field of flowers is Azul

On his chest, Meihul lays her head. 

The wind blows gently, the fragrance of the flowers fills the area, butterflies flap their wings, birds flying on the sky, the sound of the river in the distance, everything look beautiful and perfect

Azul is smiling as he is playing with Meihul hair and then he suddenly stopped. Meihul also faltered in her smile

She raises her head up and her large eyes look at Azul. Then she asks

‘Are you not going to do something?’

Azul did not get up. His eyes look up at the sky. And his gaze travels countless Universal barriers and his gaze is trained on Azief.

He is not limited by restriction like Azul so he could see more clearly. 

He did not come in his Avatar form and he could not really come using his True Body since that would alarm certain Beings.

But his Divine Sense is enough for him to get a good grasp of Azief condition. 

He sighs in relief and then he pulls back Meihul to lay down on his chest

Still smiling, he said

‘Without a little bit of faith, how could he grow?’

Meihul was silent for a while and then said

‘His fate is too pitiful’ Azul then reply

‘There are many pitiful people in this world’ 

Meihul frowned and hit Azul chest as she said

‘But he helped us’ Azul caress Meihul hair and said

‘I know. And I will help him. But not on this. He summoned the Gate by himself. It is probably because the ring of that old friend. The authorization is still there’

‘And?’ Meihul ask

‘That’s it?’

Azul laughed a bit and said

‘I have faith in him. In this life……he is a bit different. Too much help would only harm him. It is better for him to walk his own path. Why else would I erase the memories about the Six Life in his memory?’

He holds Meihul hand and smile

‘Don’t get angry at me’ And he kisses her forehead as he laughed happily as Meihul smiles with blush 

Then he added

‘I fear he would walk the same path as me. While that is not wrong….it is not his path. That memory of the Six Lives right now is a treasure trove of experience. But when he goes further…that memories would become a burden. His path is quite similar to mine. I’ve seen his Grand Path before. But in that other timeline, he could not complete it. He could not actualize it. And that…makes all the difference. 

Meihul hit him in the chest again

‘You know. Would it be so hard for you not to talk like that?’

‘Like what?’

‘Vague and metaphorical’ Azul laughs and said

‘I got to preserve some image of mystery, don’t I? I wouldn’t look like a supreme expert if I do not talk in riddle, don’t you think?’ Azul laughs again.

Meihul just shakes her head and then she rolls away and Azul extended his arm. She uses Azul hand as a pillow and she too look at the sky

‘I hope he have a happy life. Since he had helped me have my happy ending’ she said with a sigh. Azul roll toward her and positioned himself on top of her.

His face distance is only a few inches from Meihul face as he smirk

‘Happy ending? We are just getting started’ As he kisses her on her lips. She smiles and then she laughs

‘It seems like you pick a bad habit after all of this eons existing. I didn’t know you have such a sweet mouth.’

Azul smiles.

‘I had wished for this for almost all of Time. I had imagined all of this moment with you. And now for it to truly happens, it breaks all expectation. I have never been happier’

‘Hmph. That’s why you should not kill me at that time’ Meihul said. And Azul face changed a bit. Azul shakes his head and said

‘I know. That is why I am going to love you so much until you felt so much happiness that even the worst memories would be erased’

‘That is probably impossible. I will sulk forever’ she said playfully

Azul smiles and said

‘Then I guess I have to try forever’ Hearing this Meihul just laugh as she planted a kiss on his lips.

‘We should have children’ Azul suddenly blurted out. Meihul then stopped kissing him and widened her eyes 

She clearly was not expecting that

‘Whoa. I was not expecting that. Don’t you think having children with godlike ability…be kind of unfair to your creation’ Azul understood what she means so he said

‘Then we could always live a normal life. I could turn our fate and let us descend to the mortal world to live like a mortal if that is what you want. When we die, we could return back here. It would be like old times’

Meihul could only shakes her head and said exasperatingly

‘Is there anything in this world that you would not do for me?’

Azul simply reply 

‘Nothing. Everything. Anything’ 

Meihul only blush and got up as she flew toward the sky, no doubt feeling abashed. 

Azul look at her figure flying in the sky with a smile as he laid back down on the field of flowers and he close his eyes

‘This is heaven’ he thought to himself. 

In the past he could create the same kind of place, with rivers flowing, with flower field, but he sure as hell was not happy as he is now.

With the right companion, every day is happy

He might be the same as that Supreme One. But after all, he came from that Omniverse. And he was born with emotions.

He is not interested in becoming some kind of supreme being of creation. Or becoming some kind of some omniscient god in his own Omniverse.

He just wanted to live this kind of life for eternity. Maybe he should change it up every few epochs. It would get stale if he is in this place all the time.

Being a mortal every once in a while is also good. 

He then opens his eyes. His gaze then become gentle. He is looking at Azief in that area of the black hole and mutters

‘As long as you don’t give up, there would always be a door opened to you. My happy days is because of you. I would repay this life changing grace’ and then smiling, he got up and began flying chasing his dear beloved.

Today he is happy. 

And he believed that tomorrow would also be happy. 

Azief did not know that the moment he triggers the Gate in his dep consciousness, a few powerful beings had sense that fluctuations.

Some had notice it but they did not know what it signifies. In the Omniverse there is only a few beings that could sense that fluctuation and understand what it signifies

And just like Azul, in a garden in some unknown dimension, a gardener who had just finished cutting some bad leaves from an otherwise healthy tree also look toward that area of the Universe.

He stopped for a second. 

He then smiles

‘Ah, changes’

That is what he said when he senses that familiar energy fluctuations.

He could even see some lines of reality that is rearranging itself. 

That Gate after all was stamped into the very fabric of reality of the Omniverse.

Whether it be in dreams or in visions, as long as that Gate appears, it would appear in anything and in everything

That is what it means to be stamped into reality.

Even in falsity, it would be turned into reality. This person seems to be smiling, like a smile of pride.

He sighed and then he said to no one in particular.

‘It seems after the Multiversal convergence many things had changed. Which butterflies flaps its wing and bring about the wind that brought about the storm? I wonder if my disciple would be able to contain such storm’ he then chuckles as he picks up a small serpent that is slithering on his feet and rub its head.

It hissed and then slowly become clam as it lay down its head on top of his palm. That person only smiles

‘There, there’ The person then broke out into a song.

It is sorrowful but it is also a song that help the serpent sleep

♪I know an ash tree standing named Yggdrasil♪

♪ A high tree besprinkled with white mud♪

♪ thence comes the dew which falls in the valleys♪

♪ it forever stands green above the Source of urð♪

The serpent finally went to sleep

The serpent keeps trying to pull him away from the tree since a day ago. It wanted to play with him. But today, is his work day. He usually is not busy.

But since the beginning of the Multiversal Convergence, which had always been predicted beforehand, he was quite busy, cutting the leaves, pruning the trees, and even pluck a few fruits from the withered tree.

There is some tree that still have hope. And then there is some that he had to pluck from the ground. 

Some withered. 

Some bloom. 

And some had their branches tangled with each other. That is quite difficult for him as he had to gently untangle it.

It is very time consuming for him. Hence, sometimes he would alternate between the easy job and the harder job. Pruning and cutting is very easy

But it always makes him sad. Maybe the serpent could sense it and is now trying to drag him to play outside the Garden.

‘Tch. Jormungandr. I told you to stay in the stable. You insist following me here. You have to make an appearance in Asgard later. You have to look your best. Ragnarok is near.’ he said to the sleeping serpent 

he then sighed as he said

‘I wish that disciple of mine all the best of luck’ Then he looks toward that distant galaxy, looking at that mortal in front of that black hole and he mutters

‘And as for storms, sometimes….one just had to let it rip. Let it come and let it pass. Though, I don’t know what he would choose’ The Gardener then smiles.

He then woke up the serpent with a gentle tap on its head. It might appear like the serpent is only sleeping for a few second.

But time has always been different in the garden. One second did not mean it is truly one second. 

The serpent had enough sleep. The serpent woke up and Loki slowly crouch down to slowly put it down to the ground.

As he was crouching he realizes that there is a rotten fruit on the ground. 

‘Hmm’ he sighed

‘It seems there is too many rotten fruits in the garden nowadays. I could not go anywhere without seeing one’ He took the fruit and put it on the basket nearby.

‘I wonder if He had any intention to care for these fruits. Pruning them and cutting them away….is kind of sad’ he mutters. Who knows. Maybe he is muttering it so that one person in that house could hear

After all, in here not every word could be heard by Him. Because this is his Garden. This is the place where He comes for silence.

So, He probably did not want to hear anything

He got up again and he look at the state of the Garden. There are many more trees that is withering and the Gardener could not help but feeling a little sadder.

‘Maybe, that is why He rather writes. Such a beautiful garden….to be desecrated by such ugliness.’ He thought to himself. 

The Gardener shakes his head and instead of thinking more complicated question, he returns to his job, tending to that Garden. 

And in a house not far from that garden, only the sound of the typewriter could be heard. Then the sound of the typewriter stop

The Gardener could not hear the sound of the typewriter stooping. If he knew he would probably in shock

It is not the first time the sound of the typewriter stops. but it is the first time that He suddenly said

‘Hmm’ The meaning of that hmm…what does it mean?

But then the sound of the typewriter sounded again. And days in the Garden is the same as usual.

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