Somnus was extremely excited to be able to watch such a spectacle. He had intentionally looked for forming overgods in the past by exploring the abyss. It was extremely rare, but not impossible to find. Throughout the countless years of his life, he had found a few.

  But he wasn't able to see how they did it. He wasn't able to make heads or tails of the logic behind it. He didn't need to though, he had mastered distortion. His abilities lied in dream, distort, displace.

  His law of distortion had put him in a separate league from other gods.

  There were things in life that were never born

  Universal laws that make up the fabric of reality

  Things that have, and will continue to exist perpetually no matter what.

  When these things manifest they become original incarnations.

  If gods can be seen as the incarnations of laws

  Supreme Beings. Overgods can be seen as something on a completely different level.

  But even those things are jokes to original incarnations

  Nothing but a chip to be eaten

  Somnus was a god in the process of becoming an overgod as well.

  He had formed a domain

  He had formed a true body

  He had formed his core abilities for manipulating reality

  But he was still a god

  If such a thing as a true god existed. If something only a half-step away from overgod was a stage.

  Somnus would fit into that category.

  There was an issue though

  Something that made him very different from Gaia

  Somnus came from somewhere

  He didn't attain his power from five words

  He wasn't Knowledge

  While his destiny had become paradoxical

  He started off as a mortal

  He lived a normal albeit unfortunate life

  Gaia had a very different path to power

  Somnus's original name was Visdre Mallaichte

  He was born in the capital of Scotland

  During this period. While it was against the law to body snatch, it wasn't something you were likely to get executed for. There weren't many regulations at all in terms of certificates and qualifications when it came to being a Physician.

  Unfortunately, he was ditched at a hospital early on

  His name was birthed from the odd writings on the petition form left with him

  He was called a freak

  He was called a monster

  He was abandoned due to a birth defect

  His fingers were webbed. Fortunately, the bone was not fused.

  He could barely use his hands at all

  They didn't treat him

  He ended up being raised in a church that also dually served the purposes of an orphanage.

  He didn't have very many prospects

  But he took an interest in the anatomy of the human body

  There wasn't very much research material though

  He also wasn't very literate early on

  So he didn't change his destiny through reading

  His destiny changed through a different type of consumption

  He wasn't actually kicked out of the orphanage at 13 years old

  He ran away

  The nuns and priest thought it was part of some grand plan that he was born the way he was.

  They were planning to help him find work

  Help him have a proper life

  He had spent a lot of his time daydreaming

  A lot of time was spent dreaming

  Hoping he could one day use his hands

  It was very rare to have webbed fingers

  Let alone for it to be every single one

  He was treated like he was the plague

  He was isolated from his peers

  So he ran away

  He stole to survive

  He stole the resources he needed

  Years went by this way...

  He was planning to operate on himself

  But he was stopped by a man at the last moment

  A man who was a 'fake' doctor. He was a scammer that had pretended to have graduated from The University of Edinburgh.

  He had fooled everyone, even himself.

  This was a bit easier back then

  He was Doctor Dochas

  He told Visdre that he would accept him as an apprentice if he let him operate on him

  Visdre saw this as nothing but a miracle. It was hope.

  But there was a catch

  He had to agree to do three years of work first

  His food and housing would be provided on the house by the doctor.

  He didn't think much of it. So he agreed readily.

  He became a ressurectionist. This had nothing to do with ressurection.

  During the day. He would sleep and receive lessons from the man if he wasn't working

  But at night...

  He would dig up fresh graves

  He would haul them to the doctor, for study.

  He was even allowed to watch!

  The time went by quickly this way

  When the time came for the sugery, he had decided against it.

  The doctor surprisingly didn't put up a fuss.

  Visdre became an Apothecary

  He eventually even became a doctor

  He didn't know about destiny and things such as that.

  But he was born with an Extraordinary destiny

  In the womb he was able to consume information and grow his destiny from normal before even being born.

  How did he do this?

  He did it through dreams

  Through a desire to dream

  His uniqueness lied in his awareness while unconscious

  He was calculating unknowningly before he had even been born

  The misfortune the universe had thrown at him had put him in a good position in life

  He was well respected and lived a good life

  But something was off

  Vengeful spirits haunted him

  He had always enjoyed the lucidity he had in dreams

  He was always aware in his dreams

  In his dreams, he was almost unstoppable.

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  He was an entirely different person

  The spirits were the owners of the bodies that had been cut-open. The ones dissected for study against their will. The ones he had dug up.

  Because of his awareness in dreams

  He could see them

  He could hear them

  Sometimes even while awake

  He hid such symptoms afraid of what would happen if others were to find out

  He didn't wish to become a monster again

  But they grew stronger

  He became more scared

  He reached a tipping point

  He had a meltdown

  He experienced a realization

  He tore the spirits apart in his dreams

  He used their bodies to open a gateway to the spirit realm

  During the day he was just an old man

  He was Doctor Mallaichte

  At night however

  He was the emperor of the spirit realm

  An unstoppable generator of chaos and distortion

  His destiny had become perfect

  When he retired

  He didn't wait to die

  He paid some people quite hansomely to be buried alive

  He was convinced that this was his destiny

  He wondered what would happen to him if he passed away while in the spirit realm

  He expected he could stay there forever

  When he had begun to feel himself suffocating

  When he was starting to lose consciousness

  He tried to free himself

  His body fundamentally rejected to let him just die

  But it was too late

  He couldn't even scratch the inside due to his nails being far too deformed

  He tried to sleep

  But the fear was too much

  He wasn't able to die in the spirit realm

  He only felt sad that he wasn't able to see what would happen

  He died

  What he experienced, however, was something different

  It was absolutely nothing

  But he had a uniquness to him

  One he had before he had even been born

  The origin of his misfortune

  He experienced the abyss

  His destiny was eternal

  Time passed by weirdly

  There was nothing

  But he loved it

  He studied it

  Finally

  He was able to dream

  His dreams were special

  They had been connected to the spirit realm when he was alive

  It was like his backyard

  There were vengeful spirits, demons, hiveminds; hidden existences in this realm.

  They would try to contact you

  They would try to stop you

  It was very easy to be trapped forever there

  It wasn't a good place to be

  But it was his home

  He wasn't able to break past the chaos or order that surrounded the realm

  So instead, he studied the hidden existences within

  His destiny was still just eternal

  He formed himself a true body

  He formed himself a true existence (a domain)

  He returned to the abyss

  He studied it

  He adopted a new name

  He became a god

  He was no longer Visdre Mallaichte

  That person had died too long ago

  He was Somnus

  He had come to find out the universe was bigger then he had expected

  There was more than just the spirit realm

  The abyss was something that was outside existence

  It was something that simply didn't exist

  But he studied and explored it

  His destiny had become paradox

  Paradoxical Destiny

  He began to manipulate nonexistence

  He came to find there were many different universes

  There were multiverses

  The rules were decided by the gods

  The universes were housed by them

  But the Gods were housed by something else

  He began to become sane

  Extremely sane

  He discovered the condensed version of an existence

  He was able to distort a representation of the body of what housed the gods

  He had found out about the existence of overgods

  He constructed a room in the abyss

  These overgods were never meant to be revealed

  The representation should never be seen at that level

  Through his law of distortion he could see through it

  He was seeing things he shouldn't have

  He would host a service

  He would provide a convenient service for the gods

  He explored many overgods

  Most didn't react to his presence

  He could see his condensed existence as well

  It was a grey circle

  The loop of distortion

  The Law of Distortion

  He saw other god's existences as well

  But he also came to find out the hard way

  That not having your existence anchored is very dangerous

  The representation allowed for better manipulation

  Being outside of something makes it easier to change that thing

  If he removed his loop

  If he removed his law

  He was removing himself from both existence and non-existence

  He went to a place that should never be named

  There he saw an incomprehensible number of representations of overgods

  They floated about that space like a gust of snowflakes

  There was an endless amount

  Attached to each one were the gods

  Sometimes a few

  Sometimes a lot

  His body wasn't even able to appear here

  He was just a grey circle

  This was how he would anchor onto an overgod

  If he waited too long

  The endless swarm of circles would disperse

  They would scatter as if he was the plague

  There were things that existed here

  The foundation for all things and concepts

  They didn't have a destiny like Somnus

  They also didn't have No Destiny either

  These things seemingly always existed

  They were under completely different rules

  These 'things' are known as original incarnations

  You shouldn't even try to grasp what they are

  They do have names though

  Life. Death. Pain. Fury. Anger. Wrath. Hope. Hallucination. Creation.

  Even Destiny

  This is barely a drop in the bucket

  If you could think of a concept of something

  You would likely find its original incarnation here

  But this was not the multiverse

  That's a lower level container

  This was something you should never interact with

  This is something you should never try to comprehend

  Somnus loved chaos

  He loved the unexpected

  He thrived in it

  But...

  Original Incarnations

  He feared them

  If you don't find an anchor soon enough after entering this special space

  The overgods will naturally disperse leaving you to be singled out

  An incarnation by the name of Erase

  It would approach him

  Everything would shake

  This was a different type of fear

  He had felt fear when he died as a human

  But he had planned that

  He knew that if he died as he was

  If he died here

  He wouldn't even experience abyss

  He wouldn't even experience nothing

  He would be completely wiped out

  No matter what

  Every trace

  So he tended to avoid that space which should never be named

  There is a limit to a paradoxical destiny

  It isn't wise to gaze upon original incarnations

  He still had to do research

  He still grew

  He had found some interesting things

  He decided to explore that space

  He wanted to look directly at an original incarnation

  When he gazed upon the body of Destiny

  It looked back at him

  He was wiped out completely

  He was reborn

  There was an image in his mind

  A screeching sound

  "ThAt Is ThE oNly waRnIng"

  He had restarted

  He killed himself far earlier this time

  Quickly building his paradoxical destiny once more.

  He became Somnus again

  He made sure to avoid gazing at the incarnations while traveling and looking through that space

  In his mind he still harbored thoughts

  "What makes them better than me?"

  "What if I were to become an overgod."

  A bigger circle

  "Could I get another warning?"

  "Could I endure?"

  He had attained great fortune from merely looking at Destiny

  He became aware of the rules it had set

  He needed more of it

  His manipulation

  His distortion had improved

  His domain was taking on true aspects of time

  He viewed himself far above those mortals he had grown up with

  He was in an entirely different class

  He was satisfied with his position

  Satisfied until he was sent back in time from merely looking at 'it'.

  That kind of power

  It made him feel like he was a mortal

  How did they attain such power?

  His domain was time

  His law Distortion

  But was it really?

  Somnus was enlightened

  He turned this enlightenment into an Angel

  This angel was his pocket watch

  His experience being reborn once again as Visdre

  That type of distortion was on another level

  He would surpass it!

  He needed to become an overgod first

  Baby steps

  Little did Somnus know...

  There was an original incarnation quite interested in him

  Knowledge

  "You will help me."

  Knowledge was upset with not having a destiny

  It wasn't even no destiny

  Destiny didn't allow it

  Balance agreed with her

  Knowledge wasn't as powerful as the others.

  But it was of necessity in the make-up of everything

  It was an essential concept

  Knowledge only wanted to use the power of destiny because he had become aware of his situation.

  He had realized he was in a book

  He wanted to reach out to actual 'reality'.

  Knowledge did something very taboo

  Something Taboo would even frown upon

  He broke some of the rules set by Space

  He broke some of the rules set by Time

  He was planning to become stronger

  So strong that he could go beyond

  He needed the help of outsiders though

  He knew what he was made of

  He understood many truths

  So he split his true soul and stripped away all power from it

  It was still too powerful

  So he just destroyed it a few billion times

  Until only the faintest specks remained

  Still too powerful

  So he destroyed it a few billion more times

  It was barely a few words at this point

  "That should do it."

  "The System"

  That was what his true soul had become

  It couldn't even be called a true soul at the moment

  It was literally just two words now

  "Maybe... I should destroy it some more..."

  He decided that was enough though

  He easily scanned every overgod in existence

  Looking for the perfect situation

  The others would notice if he went missing

  But what if he was able to become an original incarnation again?

  What if he doubled his power in an instant

  How would the others be any wiser?

  He looked back into History

  He was not able to interact with Reality

  He would bless someone with the curse of knowledge

  So they would give birth to his body

  He found someone who held a uniqueness a perfect candidate for such a blessing

  The mans name was Visdre Mallaichte

  It's hard to even interact with the overgods without destroying them entirely

  He was about to bless the man with knowledge before he was even born

  Unfortunately, Trickery started to feel something off

  Prediction also jumped in and held Knowledge down

  Judgement showed up and restrained him

  "We aren't to mess with them."

  Knowledge had been put under watch

  All of the original incarnations balanced each other out

  If it was just one.

  You could do what you wanted

  But there were so many rules that they literally dog-piled on each other and wouldn't let anyone mess with the farms.

  Knowledge didn't give a shit about the rules

  He wasn't satisfied with his place

  He was going to go beyond

  So he couldn't even use his curse of knowledge

  From a mere thought, many things could change

  He looked for loopholes and found many

  He found a different man

  The man's name was Fei Fangbian

  Knowledge could change someones entire existence with a mere word

  He placed one suggestion in the mind of Fei

  "Read."

  This almost destroyed that man's universe

  The man was a child at the time

  Barely a few years old

  Barely even knew how to read

  But he went to that library the next day as if his life had depended on it.

  He had a weird dream...

  He had found reading was incredibly fun all of a sudden

  It became his favorite hobby

  Knowledge had made a plan he found not too shabby

  He placed a suggestion in the mind of Visdre as well

  This was before he was even born

  It was also a single word

  "Dream."

  Knowledge saw infinite paths and opportunity

  He was a being who constantly had legendary thoughts

  This plan was only one of them

  These words would inspire great change

  After a few hours

  He saw that Fei had become God of his universe

  He then gave him another word

  He should be strong enough to handle it

  "Gaia"

  Immediately Moltzrar was enlightened

  He had come up with a legendary plan in an instant

  He was planning to become eternal

  He would do so through his creation

  He would create a paradox

  He would go further in destiny

  Moltzrar then created Gaia

  During the creation process

  Knowledge imparted the two words into not the soul of Gaia

  Neither the spirit body or existence

  Knowledge's words were powerful

  He simply sent the words to Gaia before he was created

  He sent them through time

  Time wasn't paying attention

  Focus was trying to get Time to do something

  Gaia would be aware of nonexistence

  Before he was anything at all

  After a few minutes

  When Gaia had gotten a little older

  He decided to send three words

  Since Gaia was himself

  He should be able to handle at least three

  Those words were

  Scope

  Object

  Global

  Knowledge knew this would implant the clue for himself to go beyond

  He should handle those words just fine

  Those other original incarnations knew Knowledge was smart

  But none of them ever expected words could cause such a problem

  Not even Plot! or Convenience!

  Hell even Thought wouldn't be able to comprehend such planning.

  Trickery was fooled

  Planning didn't see it coming

  Past completely was too slow

  Future wasn't even paying attention to Present

  Present himself was meditating and couldn't be bothered

  Destiny didn't see it coming

  Prediction was wrong about Future as well

  Judgement didn't really care

  He was just there doing his goddamn job

  It had been a long time since Somnus had been Visdre

  He was now going to finally be able to observe the process of becoming an overgod

  Normally it would be hard to observe a sea of consciousness directly like what he was doing

  Or even to find a specific overgod he had left

  But the forming overgod 'G77' was different

  It was easy for him to track him down in the swarms of overgods

  Somnus had formed a special connection with Gaia

  Gaia had prayed to Somnus in the past for help

  When you pray to an existence

  Your spirit body will instantly appear in the sky of their true existence

  Through the spirit body of Gaia

  The green star in his sky

  He watched on as the ascension began

  This was going to be exciting