2285 I Don't Give a Damn II

An impossibility!

That was how the current situation could be described as what occurred truly should not have been something that played out in reality.

Voices and whispers could be heard at this moment in time as all beings in the space could only watch expressionlessly!.

Their eyes were drawn into and focused on a single being that reclined on his Golden Throne as his figure released tendrils of multicolored radiance that made his very skin like it was forged from a Celestial Haven they had yet to come across.

His eyes release the light of tyranny and grandiosity and that they hadn't seen the most confident of Emperors have in the Havens of Extremity!

And in the next moment, he became an even more mysterious and unfathomable figure in their eyes as his right hand rose from his armrest on the throne and pointed towards the immobile figure of the plump Vulcan.

And the only thing that he did...was beckon with his index finger as an instant after, the frozen figure of Vulcan tore across the space filled with dim purple pillars and multicolored Planar Chains of Extremity that wrapped around them as he approached the Throne of this existence extremely quickly!

When Vulcan had waved his hand to press down on the Visage of this existence, he had failed to even move him an inch, but at this moment as this being merely beckoned with a single finger...the frozen figure of Vulcan was grabbed by a horrific gravitational force but that pulled him from his current position in space as he was forcefully pulled right before the Throne of the True Emperor of Quintessence!

And he came face to face with a being he truly didn't understand.

The being looked at him with utter coldness and apathy as his voice emanated out.

WAA!

caused Vulcan's eyes to shake violently as they formed tendrils of crimson blood, his Boundaries bound as now, his very Blood was being controlled

him trembled to break free of his shackles, but his eyes could only see the True Emperor

BZZT!

hearts of Vulcan's followers to tremble as Vulcan himself...his

not accept

could not accept

so close to the 8th Boundary Layer of Desire as if he could just overcome

barely able to use his soul to send a mental message to the

to be explored as he sent a

both Sacrarium Emperors tasked with protecting

to him that would allow Ophelia to get off scot

Ancestors would not

as from the mountain Ophelia was on, he felt the golden waves of Wisdom emanate out as a blooming

help, he could withstand these restrictions to his Boundaries as within a bit over a

this being to release a domain with such capabilities, it had to come at a heavy

it...there was still a chance to wipe off this stain on his history where he

waves of Wisdom surged out as they arrived towards his position quickly, Vulcan expectant on the long awaited support as the golden waves of light stopped right beside the corner of his eyes...and

you to run and you didn't listen. So...fuck off, you

...!

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