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It shudders and bellows loudly, causing the entire landmass to tremble, this mountain range suspended in nothingness. It strides into the air, covering a large distance, as when it lands closer, I now notice that it towers twelve stories above me. I call out:

“Elder God, On’goz-shl’hg, I am aware that I my actions have inadvertently rendered other gods non existent, and disturbed this place you call your own as well, but I do not wish to fight you. This will be like no battle between other elder gods, and this will be like no punishment ever dealt to mortals before. For one such as yourself, you existence will not continue if you choose to engage me. I have powers beyond all comprehension, but no desire to enact them upon you. Your dealings in this dimension are inconsequential. I humbly request that you retract your request to the arbiter Yon-sogorath, and allow me to return to my dimension of origin.”

Used to battle with being of a different stature, it picks me up by my leg with two of its three fingers. I patiently dangle upside down as its multitude of large, grey, gibbous eyes examine me. After a few moments, it makes its decision. It bellows loudly once more, and begins slamming me against the side of the mountain. The back plating of my armor cracks, fissures run through my helmet and on the third hit, my leg rips off. I go flying down, smashing into the ground face first. I orient myself to witness it lose its fingers as the boiling blood in my leg sears through them. While it is distracted, I concentrate, focusing the available gravitons where my leg was to become superdense. It doesn’t look like much, it looks like nothingness, and outline, but it works, and will stop the bleeding.

It makes another attempt to grab me, so I give it no opportunity to do anything but observe its own demise and death, bounding up its colossal frame, and kick its head in. It crashes into the mountain. There, I take hold of its head, and keep battering it into the rocks. Once its face has been pushed into the back of its skull, stone and brain rendering the whole mix nigh-unrecognizable, I reach into its innards, tearing them out and showing them to the monster remaining eyes that have not burst from the battering. The splash of celestial blood within these extra spatial dimensions felt against my powerful carapace revives my vigor, and I reach deeper within, using its spine as a handle, tearing it inside out, and just like that, with one blood-curdling shriek from within the creature, I am victorious. I feel nothing but the sting of rage, a product of the adrenaline of a new design of death, fanning the flames of it in my chest, cultivating it as I know I will need to carry this with me as I progress. I gain some distance, and use my powers to supercompress the entire asteroid form into a condensed sphere.

[Activate: Quantum Destroyer]

I vaporize it all into nothingness.

Clouds being to swirl, and once more I feel the fear and dread from the chaotic portal of the arbiter.

Another of the arbiter Yon-sogorath’s portals appears and thrusts me into a new domain. Into the caves of On’goz-shl’hg, I venture deeper towards another punished decree, a battle that would be with yet another interdimensional demon born of the celestial stars that I have crossed in my journey through the cosmos. The air is thick, almost like wading through something solid, and everything within my vision is covered in a moist film, lit by a strange, greenish bioluminescence. Mist shifts along the ground, scattering as I moved and followed the path that would lead to the beast’s chambers. Passing under an archway, I have to wade through water into the next chamber, and it sloshes and stains me as I slink through it. I’m getting closer. There’s some sort of fungus adorning these walls like a haphazard artistic pattern, mushrooms grown to about the size of a skull, with hundreds of long intertwining roots that burrow into the cave’s rocks. All of the extruding fungus bulbs are covered in a slimy, skin-like coating, far denser than the film in the past rooms. I pass by them, continuing into deeper waters that reach up around my thighs.

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Then, I pause for a moment, feeling the sensation that something has shifted in the air, tension palpable, until suddenly, there was a violent splash, the expulsion of a large humanoid toadfish coming into view, swiftly slamming into me and smashing me through the overrun cave wall back into the antechamber I had just passed. I can barely regain my senses when the roots of the disturbed mushrooms spring to life, minds of their own as they shoot toward me, attempting to confine and constrict me as I dodge. I stare at the bulbous barbed beast, just as it is advancing rapidly, but before my eyes, it then surprises me by pausing dead in its route. The mycelium that was once pursuing me is now entwining it, bioluminescent fungal bulbs glowing brighter. It begins rapidly expanding, muscles and spiked skin burgeoning over threefold. I prepare for an assault, but am met with it exploding into a raging ball of gaseous fire, detonating all the fungus as imbedded charges, and I have no choice but to plunge into the grimy water to try to avoid becoming burnt, while the cave crumbles all around me as though it was made by the most fragile of pieces. Breaking through the underside of the mountain, the water drains out, pouring through the hole. I climb out, onto the underside of the mountain. I see it in the distance, this squid-like Elder God, sitting upside down underneath his own mountain. I climb out, and stand, righting myself as water flows upwards behind me, spilling into the abysmal dimension. On’goz-shl’hg watched, and awaited me.

The icy chill of space is offset by the strange, warm sensation of being tugged through the portal, and for a moment I feel as though I am burning, a collapsing star being dragged through this hole torn through the fabric of the universe. Formed as if a fingertip were to tear through tissue paper. Space and all its vastness could be so fragile, so easily ripped and collapsed and destroyed, and it is so easy to feel so small in a place like this, but also so powerful all the same, like a god among the burning balls of gas and floating rocks covered in sleet. The air feels strange here, tight and constricting, smelling of sulfur like a swamp, like some place I would rather not be. Disliking the atmosphere of it but at the same feeling too bogged down by its pull to do much other than succumb to it for the time being, usually dormant curiosity piqued now as I observe this little world I have been thrust into.

Pillars of stone floating in the vastness of nothing, scraping an indigo sky that seems to be a dome to this world’s atmosphere, clouds of fog drifting in some unseen manner, no currents to speak of to propel them along, almost as if they have a conscious effort to do so. And when the fog and mist parts, that is when I spot it, sitting there with two eyes like shimmering dark moons fixed in a bulbous head, misshapen and bumpy like mountains formed underneath pale green flesh, towering over me like a monolith, skin glistening with some sort of mucosa oozing from its pores. It sits and sits and stares, and I don’t like the way it is observing me, I would rather force it to turn away its gaze, but my power does not feel right here, it feels blocked by something unknowable, and I blame the creature for it despite having no evidence to believe that to be the case.

It opens its mouth and a tongue emerges like a tentacle, seemingly endless in its length and floating toward me through the sulfur clouds, as if it intends to swallow me as prey, and in response I leap up from the rock face upon which I stand, my powers not right, but able to be worked with for the time being. I will not let this creature best me, I refuse, and as I come close and stare into its void eyes and see my own reflection there within them, I know it knows I want it to die, and it will not go down so easily as it shoots its tongue at me once again, following me as I jump from rock to rock, evading the damned thing that acts like a sinister worm disconnected from the creature’s body. I try to concentrate, to rip the tongue from its mouth, but my power falters and fails and the creature almost seizes me as I dodge just narrowly.

Enough, enough of this madness. I focus, and something like what I believe to be irritation bubbles up within me, rage and anger follows flowing, allowing me the chance to channel my power for just a little while, enough to raise my fist and to stare down at the creature who now seems almost confused with what I’m able to achieve as the rocks lift themselves up from the void in which they float, sharpened edges turning inward to point toward the creature, and with all of my strength I command them to fly like spears, arrows of destruction toward the beast which cannot evade in time. I watch as the stone pierces the delicate flesh of its form, punctured and oozing blood and bodily fluid into the space, the creature screaming in some forgotten tongue as I watch on, ensuring it is dead, waiting until it stops its display of writhing as it is slowly but surely skewered from all angles.

My limbs feel weak and heavy, but I am accomplished, and with nothing but apathy I turn away from the beast to greet a newly summoned portal, a chance to move onward to perhaps a more favorable place. It is not uncommon that a creature should die by my hand, especially not one so annoying as that. Such is the way of the universe, in which every star that is born must die and every creature that lives must breathe its last breath, it is simply a matter of when and for how long that breath will last be breathed.