Level-Up Apocalypse: Surviving With The Assimilation System

Chapter 248 Transcendent

There was nothing left of the one his dagger brought an end to, only himself, standing there alone in the barren cosmos. A quiet breath left his lips, staring at the great expanse.

Throughout his body, the power flowing through his very soul was felt; a warm, all-capable strength.

"Let's get started," he mumbled to himself.

The first order of creation was used to create himself a new outfit, seeing as he lost his coat. Over his body, a sleek, black uniform manifested, perfectly attuned to his body.

As he stood there, he found that his own body changed somewhat. He held his hand out, manifesting a handheld mirror out of nothing.

In the reflection he saw himself; his messy, dark hair hung near his eyes; from their emerald complexion, his irises took on a golden radiance.

'The Creator's power…It must've changed my entire physiology,' he thought.

All of the power in his hands was almost too much to comprehend, yet he acclimated to it naturally. Possessing the authority of the Creator ascended his very existence, perceiving the layers of reality, the folds of the universe that reached into other realms, dimensions higher and lower.

With a slow gesture of his hand, he moved the dormant stars in the seen distance.

Like parting light curtains, he pushed aside the burning, spherical giant, peering towards the great darkness.

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A void laid in the cosmos; a spiraling expanse where no stars laid, no planets dwelled, and no galaxies persisted–a place of nothingness.

'That's where it is–the "Ravager." An entire half of the universe is gone, just like that,' he observed.

There was no other path but to face the reality-devastating creature, seeing as it would simply continue to feast upon whatever he may create. With a simple inhale and exhale, he folded the space between himself and his target, creating a wormhole.

He stepped through the spatial gate, immediately finding himself in a pitch-black void. In that abyssal expanse, he felt "it" before he saw anything; the manifestation of the end. The entity was much different from how he initially met it; the serpentine-bodied, humanoid amassed a swarm of tendrils from its flesh, each intertwining with the blank matter in the abyss.

"There you are," he quietly muttered to himself.

The abyss opened itself to the sight of the one that had feasted on the cosmos; the sable-fleshed horror floated in the void, sitting upon the darkness like a throne.

[Anomaly identified.]

["Ravager"] [Level: 999+]

"Let's bring a brighter scenery," Finn declared, snapping his fingers.

The void was instantly filled with a vast, open world of verdant plains and towering mountains, planting his feet upon the luscious grass. Breathing in, the fresh, uncorrupted air was something he had long missed, taking in the sights of the clear, blue sky.

It stood there in the sunny, vibrant valley in its anomalous, dark form, slithering its tendrils across the grass as its eyeless face looked towards the young man.

"You possess it? The Authority of Creation; you are not the Creator, however," the Ravage spoke with a voice that distorted the wind, changing tones with every syllable.

Finn had no words for the destroyer, instead bringing his hands together as he breathed in and out. He tapped into the core of his own system, expanding it and unlocking the mechanics of its functionality.

Through this understanding of his own system, he unlocked a hidden branch; as though finding the very code that wrote the universe:

[Xianxia System Activated.] [Mythos System Activated.] [Sage System Activated.] [Roundtable System Activated.] [Summoner System Activated.]

"Everything will be reduced to nothingness. Only then, Oblivion will remain," the Ravager spoke, raising a single hand.

In the palm of the lifeform's hand, what resembled a miniature galaxy of blackened stars swirled. With a raise of the abyssal core, the tranquil world built was consumed in an instant, siphoned into the unending, destructive darkness.

"--It's all sustenance for the end, and subsequently, the new beginning," the Ravager claimed, whisking away the annihilating force.

He didn't care for what the Ravager said, nor what reasons may lay behind its actions. All that mattered was the fact it needed to be dealt with.

["Dao of Everlasting Fire"]

["Hephaestus"]

—Calling forth the power of both the [Xianxia System] and the [Mythos System], he invoked an authority of flames themselves in totality. His hair flowed like azure fire, sharply swiping his hand towards the Ravager:

The single movement manifested burning stars in the shape of swords and spears, pointing at the destroyer. Each of the colossal weapons, forged of divine skill, burned hot enough to melt the fabric of space, and each of these were swung for the void-dwelling parasite.

A coldness was exhibited even amidst the constructs of goldy heat, spawning from the abyssal beams that fired from the entity's countless tendrils, spewing in every direction. The condensed streams of black force dispersed the flaming constructs upon contact, shattering them into blazing fireworks.

'I see. That's how it's managed to destroy so much of the universe–that energy it expels tears away at the seams of creation. It's destruction incarnate–no, even more raw than that,' he observed.

In simple terms, he likened the Ravager's power to be like that of a "delete" button for anything it touched, even more so, it seemed to bolster itself with the energy of that which it erased. Based on its knowledge of the Authority of Creation, he came to one, indisputable conclusion–

["There is no limit to what it can erase."]

As he observed this truth, he found himself on the receiving end of the Ravager's ire–

Its body morphed rapidly, expanding as each tendril took the form of bestial jaws, large enough to swallow planets whole. The plentiful swarm of colossal mouths each built up the eradicating force in their maws, coming to release it all towards him.

In each hand, he condensed the space he held, rapidly folding it in on itself before the space itself took a spherical, unstable shape–

["Black Hole"] ["Supercharge"]

Each of the cosmic orbs was amplified in their gravitational pull, yet he remained unfazed as the mouths closed in, nearly expelling their destructive breaths. He drew in a quick breath before bringing both black hole-carrying hands together, merging the spheres–

["Impervious"]

—The exact moment the black holes collided, he protected himself. A distorted wave rippled through the void, bending the folds of reality from the echoes of lost gravity.

In that instant, the world-devouring mouths were decimated by the gravitational ripple.

"Phew," he breathed out.

It wasn't anything he was trained in, simply letting his own imagination lead his actions. Still, watching the ripples throughout the void, he found himself in surprise of his own power.

"Phenomena of the universe will do nothing for you; a futile resistance."

The voice of the inter-dimensional terror rang through the black stretch. It was something he was becoming well aware of, having to acclimate to the different territory of power he now stood within.

'It exists above standard dimensions. Natural forces of the universe won't have any real effect on it–that means I need to get creative,' he thought.

As the Ravager manifested more and more of its world-devouring tendrils, he snapped his fingers once again–

The black void shifted with the empty space becoming that of stained glass like the interior of a holy church.

["It wasn't a question of power nor authority. The clash of creation and destruction was a battle of deduction; the puzzle of overcoming two opposing spectrums of transcendent existences."]