Sophia Demiurge

Chapter 186: Biblical Proportions

The Dictator of Time Arc, Start

This is the final arc, and if you reached this point, that means you did not gave up on me despite my shortcomings in the construction of the story, for that, I want to thank you.

I hope that you'll stick around for a one final push and look forwards for my next work.

The planet of Pentateuch is part of the star system that courses through the Orion arm alongside the solar system of Sophia's original world, this planet, once known as the habitat of gods have been destroyed because of the very gods that have sought it's prosperity through the creation of every mortals using the knowledge given to them by their creator, well, like it was said earlier, with the light of knowledge comes shadow of corruption, as a result, there is only two remaining elder gods that had their influence in the world be reduced to mere heroes, prophets and ancient calamities, the reason?

Pentateuch is sealed using the strongest existing particle in the universe of Paraluman, time, something that moves faster than light, the closest particle to being "absolute". It is the only unit of measurement that can virtually quantify everything within its boundaries, and alongside it is also the most complex concept of the two only sentient planets in the whole universe, something that not even the two planets' smartest individuals can fully grasp, space.

These two galactic level seals is manifested throughout the whole Pentateuch as a gigantic tesseract with Pentateuch at it's center, creating a loop that only affects the time inside the planet, and this seal gives the planet a perpetually looping time, only can be broken and controlled by someone inside, and in that "someone's" eyes reflected the satellite view of the planet, several points inside and outside of the 4 dimensional cube are shimmering with majestic, intersecting light, representing key moments in the loop, their shimmering is the one confirmation that they have successfully transpired, and the figure, with long black hair and tall stature, taller than Arachne smiled at this scene.

_This is the last loop before all the energy of the whole universe gets exhausted due to the concentrated use of such potent and energy-consuming particle like time... and even then, the heroes of the two remaining gods have failed to put a dent on any of the important points..._

The woman, that, we can assume is in the striking range of Sophia smiled as she sat on her throne, clutching the arm rest in inexplicable delight as if the very notion of the gods failing to stop the collapse of the universe they have been painstakingly trying to save can give her a raging orgasm.

This woman, one of the most influential individuals in history, alive since the creation of all the progenitors of the mortal races, one of the "failures" and one of the only two that have defied their purge and actively opposed the successful race of their god, with her power to control time within the planet itself, she is known as the only person that can actively defeat Urduja, the only one that doesn't fear the spells of Aerendil or the strategies of her brother, one can even argue that she is the strongest of the calamities of the ancient times.

"Sister, the invasion of Kamatayan will finally start."

As the sister of Loki Darkbringer, the one seated at the throne of Vampires and Devils, the lady known as The Dictator of Time, Eris Darkbringer relished on the feeling of certain triumph for one last time against the forces of undeads that are trying their futile best to defeat her heard those words, she started to calm down, yet the smile on Eris' face did not diminish, instead it grew broader.

Once again, for the last time, the moment The Dictator of Time stands on her throne is within the horizon.

[Sophia's POV]

"Phew... It's been a long time since I got to be in the first person."

The staff, officially named a scepter, which is weird, was now embedded in the ground, and I am currently leaning on it, catching my breath.

Aura farming has given me quite the strain. Well, I had to do all those talks so that I could buy as much time as possible. A little bit more and I would have summoned my undeads and said "Arise", it's a good thing that Aerendil was finally dead during that time.

In all seriousness though, I finally realized how annoying it is to fight against myself, every move I made was predicted with almost perfect accuracy that it's mortifying, and even though I have intended to make my moves predictable to an intelligent person, it's still a huge blow to my pride, though I guess that doesn't matter right now and I just have to cherish the fact that I will never be the opponent of myself again.

According to the [Perfect Simulation] of my unique skill [Genius], my next opponent, the so called Dictator of Time, the older sister of Loki Darkbringer, Eris Darkbringer is... not so smart than Aerendil, so in that regard, she won't be a problem (relatively speaking) as evident of how did she not interfere to all of my inorganic interference of my initial key moments prediction, that also tells me that Eris Darkbringer is a very confident woman that rides on the high of being being to control the time within the planet, as she is confident with it and, again, according to the [Perfect Simulation] she might be looking at time the wrong way like how all people here, even intellectuals like Eleanor do.

Seriously, how can't they infer that time is not absolute because it got a damn shape outside their planet, seriously... (this is again a prediction by [Perfect Simulation], though because it's heavy I just got a very quick glimpse on it)

People here are strong, but they are like the people acting like they are the shit in front of the great Sir Isaac Newton.

_Ah... that doesn't matter right now, is it?_

I sighed, I finally rested my brain that did not received this kind of strain since I was hearing my mom tell me she hates me, so I stood up and clutched the staff in my hand, looking at the corpse of Aerendil, I finally understand why is the last bet of the gods in breaking the seal of the planet and stop Eris from repeating the time loop for the last time is due to the fact that undeads can bypass time, for example if I made Aerendil my undead, then Eris will not be able to tell that I did because undeads are already tied to the orb on top of my palace, meaning that the crystal is the one that determines whether or not the undeads stay alive and not time.

_[Perfect Simulation] is convenient, though I guess I can do predictions just fine before._

Thinking as such, I decided to test how effective the scepter of undeads is, but before that, my crimson eyes changed color into that of deep blue and at that moment, all the things happening around me from the howling wind and the residual radiation from our nuclear slugfest stopped from moving, also, I started to see myself as young old, taking a nap, eating, etc. at the same time, I stabilized myself at that moment and then transversed the distance from Stardust to Tydings, I marveled the fact that in the [Unquantifiable by Time] state, all things seem and did stopped.

Of course, I am in a hurry so I don't have time for that, I used one of the abilities of the [Necromancer] unique skill that I was too busy to use, and also I reckon to not be part of the logical development of the time loop, the [Undead Mist], it is a... guess what? A mist that renders all of the ones that sniffed it into undeads, I want to test it even though I probably won't use it ever again except when I feel like turning kingdoms into mine, like this one Kingdom, Tydings, thus I touched it's barrier and then made it so that it will emit [Undead Mist] until all the people in Tydings becomes undeads and loyal to me.

As soon as I touched the barrier, it pulsated for a moment before it changed from a brilliant gold into a dark gold color, a sign that it had already been infected.

_I should also praise Fernando._

Such are my thoughts as I deactivated the [Unquantifiable by Time], making me appear besides Fernando, looking down on the elves who are looking at the sky, desperately trying to mitigate the cracks in their barrier, thus when they felt that they lost control of it's functions as it changed color, the shift on their expression is visible, though soon their grave expression turn into that of imminent despair as all of them saw me, their mouth started to tremble and all of the people that are clamoring stopped on their tracks, even the mananangals stopped heir bombing.

Of course, I just looked at them briefly because the moment I wiped my eyes away from them, the barrier that won't allow for any exits already started to emit grey colored mist, and as all of that are happening the star strucked Fernando stared at me as if she have seen her queen, which is true.

I raised my hand and then put it on her head, patting it multiple times.

"Good job."

I don't know how it's possible, but the undead in front of me blushed a grey colored hue, like your blood is black because it doesn't circulate as fast, so how is it grey? Of course, I won't question that and then left the shocked Fernando into the "quantifiable by time" world, used the unique skill ability [Unquantifiable by Time] and then went back to the corpse of Aerendil.

Like I said earlier, I already understood why undeads are the most suitable race to defeat Eris, so I want to use this false prophet and make him my subordinate, that is my intentions even way before the fight, however just when I was about to point the black orb at the corpse of Aerendil, a sudden lightheadedness coursed through me and the next moment, I can see a gigantic figure with his two hands slightly stretched in front of himself whilst he is floating above me.

"What is it this time, and why do you need to look like a Buddha ripoff?"

I looked at Siginarugan with furrowed brows, as I am annoyed by his posture and by the fact that he appeared in front of me two consecutive times taller than me; he should be better than that.

"I don't want to simply congratulate you on your achievement of retrieving my scepter through a system notification, so here I am."

The god of the undeads smiled, looking pristine if not for the dark halo behind him, making his identity as the one who governs death evident. Though I did not argue with him, I just wished that he wouldn't appear in front of me like an idiot.

"I see. Thanks for the effort, I shall wield it to the best of my abilities."

Such is my answer, in which the god undeads nodded, though of course, he won't waste his time thinking of the perfect posture and appear before me just for that.

"Well, you know the drill, your mana count will go up as well as your strength, you will also have the scepter of the undead at your disposal as you challenge Eris, so yeah, you will become strong, maybe strong enough to be considered by my mom or the system for the quest to godhood like the god of the underworld, anyway, you had a very good haul this time, something that not even Urduja can achieve with all those power given to her by the god of the sun, with that, I wanted to say congratulations."

I nodded at that speech, though not long, as you won't expect the god of death to be good at speeches.

In any case, I do have a question for this great existence.

"Say, why is the person who's controlling the time loop opposed to it ending? This is what I am most confused about, wouldn't it make sense for the administrator of time inside this planet to be a direct subordinate to a god and not someone who opposes them?"

This doesn't make sense and, even with my [Perfect Simulation] the prediction is too heavy that all I can see is a flash of light and nothing else, it is something that even my brain processing cannot see because of it being so short, even in [Unquantifiable by Time] State, just as I was thinking of that, I saw a visible change of expression from Siginarugan, something so rare from someone so carefree like him.

"...That should be answered by my mother, who wanted to meet you and personally give you your mission for godhood."

Siginarugan shook his head, seemingly frustrated, if he is short tempered, I would have probably been nailed to the ground, as I was thinking of that, the scene once again changed, the god or goddess in front of me also changed and I can't help but widen my eyes as a soul retching desire coursed through me.

Blasphemy? I don't care!

If one is to see this gargantuan beauty in front of me, shimmering with different colors all over her body as if light itself cannot help but melt into a spectrum upon seeing her visage and her eye-catching, literally mountainous breasts that I can estimate to be as big as two mt. Everests, anyone would look at her like a predator. My red colored eyes started to glimmer, admiring the rare sight of such gargantuan mounds.

As a "rookie womanizer", this sight is truly tantalizing.

_Breasts of biblical proportions..._