The Apotheosis of Zenevas (FINAL BATTLE OF THE WAR)

Arakutype paused. He felt a bit irritated.

"My Lord, a package was sent by the Dark God, Zenevas. He wishes to inform you that you need to be ready to kill all our enemies" he repeated.

He quietly remained to await for the Samael's response.

The power that Zenevas has released is slowing down. The focal point is slowly sucking in everything. into it. Even energy has no escape. Not light, not shadow, not anyone. The pull was getting stronger. Grim released a Dark Energy blast at the wave, ripping apart the waves upon waves of necrfying power, the Dark Energy is stripping the atoms and completely obliterating them, leaving no way for the power to travel, halting it in its tracks. Grim was determined to do this.

The Dark God pulled all of them within the are of effect, teleporting them. ALL. From every corner of the Cyberspace, his enemies teleported by an escaping pulse of godly will, a will that was full of hatred, malice and the will to dominate all life. They were all teleported into the Crunch's power. And as an act of evil, he touched Grim on the forehead, and with the godly power of Creation, he created a parasitic entity inside. An entity who was bound to Grim in every aspect of Life, death and even reincarnation. The parasite would never be out of him. Ever. It would stay there, even if it was destroyed, removed, killed, wished to non-existence, a new parasite would appear. As long as Grim existed, breathed air or even decayed, as long as he was still there, the parasite would continue to torment him in all forms. But its true purpose would not yet be revealed.
He raised an arm and the Arcanus Books all were obliterated. Gone, not even ash remained. All the eldritch power was dragged into the zone as well.
And as a parting gift to the Puppetmaster, all his items were teleported into Erebea Taratarus, the Dark God's pocket dimension.
Scorponoch was given a great burden. The Dark God claimed his right arm and left lung. Even if he reicarnated, even by the Healer of the Cross Dimension, they would never grow back. Any device, replacement or organic switch would explode.
And Vio, with a last surge of hate, the Dark God smote him with a curse. All his abilities would now fail 95% of the time. They would not loose potency or strength but merely fail a lot.
Such was the revenge of Zenevas. If the Great Being faced incarceration, His enemies would face worse. He would not kill them. He will make them suffer. And he would wait until he would be free again. He would wait.
And with the sound of howling wind, the roar of a thousand thunderclaps, the baleful red light of the dark cloud, He Who Dwells in the Night, the Lord of Shadows was swept away and sealed inside his unholy and blighted realm of Kal-saithrak.
But all those who defied him were killed. But their sacrifice would be good enough to reincarnate them, for the systems of the Cyberspace were fully functional, yet the world was forever changed. And yet, they did not appear. The Dark God had made sure. If his enemies would reappear again, he would displace their return by a thousand years.
And so when they did return, the Rule of Zenevas was absolute and had been for a thousand years.
To the Enemy's hate, rage and greed, a thousand years would be like the blink of an eye.

The First War of the Cyberspace was over.


RHANTA, MAINTENANCE

"..." Samael paused for a minute or two.

One servant grabbed the package and opened it.
(It contains what?)

(How do you touch Dark Matter and Dark Energy? You simply don't and can't sorry to say.)

Shiera headed to the Titan king, She hasnt been doing much at this War, She was getting bored.

She stopped to look...she then neared the Titan King, She saw a human, a mask was covering its face. The human was talking to Samael...He seemed familiar. She faced Samael "Master Samael, I apologize for my late arrival. But, when are we supposed to defeat our rivals?..." She asked, O-nex behind her. Examining the human.

(@ Grim= explanation is in two words= GOD POWER, Jesus transmutated water into wine, walked on water, restarted a dead body, come on man. read the damn Bible. Dark Matter is putzy compared to this)

(Okay. Let's stop insults and just day the damn explanation next time. You just waste my time letting me read your insult.)

Samael looked at Shiera angrily.

"WE CAN NO LONGER NEED TO SACRIFICE OUR PEOPLE... YOU NO LONGER NEED TO BARE THE WEIGHT OF THAT CURSE... HE HAS TAKEN CARE OF EVERYTHING... AS FOR NOW... "LAY LOW"..."

Samael gazed upon Terrormourne's runes, it glowed furiously and created and aura.

Arakutype slowly gazed at the surroundings. It was done. All opponents have laid down their cards. But to no avail, the Dark God's hand was better. They have lost, and the reign of the Dark God had began. The gray blob stood there and wandered off.