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The hand would grasp and release until the universe died and it would wait for a new one to be born and then it would continue. An unending patience. An unending madness.
This went on for so long that Rowan wondered what sort of mind was capable of performing such actions endlessly. For this was not just a mindless effort, since Rowan had a feeling that every grasp of the hand was different, as if it was a thief trying to break through the most sophisticated lock ever created.
Every attempt it made was refined and corrected, the thief extrapolated every move, made countless tiny adjustments and tried again.
This hand continued that effort unceasing for countless eternities.
Until one day.
A small part of the hand broke through.
That world it descended upon was a desert world, and a tiny spark of something with a nature that could not be described with any known measurement tool that could ever exist in a material universe.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA great cry rose up, as something stepped through the fold of reality.
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The Second Year of The Creator Slumber
The Ceremony for the inauguration of Diane as Spell Weaver happened without a hitch, and as I've suspected she took to the new position well enough for a mortal. The celebration of her rise lasted for three days, as the happiness of the mortals were elevated for an increased period of time.
With such a great response, the next candidate for Spell Weaver would have a much greater platform to display their Ascension to this glorious rank.
The Process of becoming a Spell Weaver requires Diane to merge with her Tome. In seven months she was able to merge with her first page, which was a bit faster than my estimation.
She has acquired a trace of your Ouroboros Bloodline which was an unintended benefit, as of this moment, she is a first order Spell Weaver with powers comparable to an Incarnation State Dominator, but with the range and utility of her spells, she is a hundred times more dangerous and versatile.
Her Spell Weaving traits falls under gold, and with her enhanced computational ability, she is now capable of doing twice the work of the thousand Scribes. However, I have noticed an over exuberance on her part, as she longed for more duties.
I would assign an Angel to her to polish her combat potential and awareness, although she is not meant for battle, it is necessary as a Spell Weaver under my name to excel in all fields; she must be among the greatest of warriors.
The push into the Cerulean Galaxy has faced few setbacks, but it is clear that if we want choice pickings of the best worlds in this galaxy, then we would need to handle the gods of the Major World and subdue it.
Unlike the Empire, the gods of this Major World had created a more open approach, and created a Forum for all the gods in the galaxy to jointly rule and defend it. We have identified a total of 65 Minor gods and 3 Major gods. This strengthens them as a group, and it would be hard to pick off the gods one at a time…. Hard, but not impossible.
Plans for the god killing and subversion strategy can be found in GOK–2211.
The situation in the Empire has become more volatile, as the unlocking of the shackles of bloodline by the gods had led to an increased number of Dominators. It is unknown if this is due to the influence of your father or the effects of the battle that occurred on Jarkarr. Nevertheless, the war with Covenant has entered a feverish pace on the surface of Trion.
The Empire has begun spreading its wings and swallowing more of the Minor Worlds around them; as of this moment, a thousand worlds have fallen to them, and 30 gods have been subdued. The nebular Galaxy is in chaos. There are talks of another war on the horizon with the two other Major Worlds.
The one major announcement on all worlds of the Nebular Galaxy is your name, as well as Ohrox the Prince of Destruction. In all the underground Circuits I have infiltrated, you're the number one most wanted figure on the list, and the heat in your name has caused me to reduce our activities inside the Empire to the barest minimum, while consolidating our foundations.
The Angels had all reached management roles in all seven noble families, including the Braimian Court. Infiltration into the Justice Council has been particularly difficult, due to the nature of the organization.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe plan for it has been ongoing and the first Angel is expected to enter into the Justice Council at this year's end.
In all the Empire, however, there is one Noble Family that I find interesting. The Minerva Family. Their patriarch Telmus is particularly noteworthy. Details of this Dominator can be found in TLM-001.
Fury has resurfaced on the battlefield in Trion, and the two angels Nezrakim and Dora also reached the battlefield. Their reconnaissance has begun, and their mission underway.
As you grow larger, the amount of Aether you are drawing from the Universe is becoming alarming, creating a surging Aetheric Tide inside the Divine Palace. This had led to many unintentional consequences that may lead to our presence being noticed, and it mutated the domesticated beast into Minor Dread Beast, which became a source of nutritious supplement for the mortals and proper training resource.
A greater part of our resources is being gathered to create a shielding matrix all around the Divine Palace to hide the activity. I hope it will be enough.
Vraegar has ascended to the peak of the Second Circle and is on the verge of growing towards the Third. Such a rate of attendance is unprecedented, until I discovered he has been drawing on your essence in secret using the trace of your bloodline inside of him.
This despicable act was hidden because he drew a fraction of your power every time there was an Aetheric Tide. He has been imprisoned deep inside the Divine Palace for the moment.
I am drawing up plans to make good use of the power he stole from you while you slumber, and he has shown resolve to pay for his crimes. I intend to draw every single bit of value from every cell of his body.
The god killing plan would begin with him. He would be our Spear.
He shall lead the light, while our Angel would follow in the dark.
If he is to die in this task, it would be a small price to pay for what he stole from you.