Verse and Dimensions: Stories

Realitus was very alarmed when Conceptilum had slaughtered Unthil. When Conceptilum had agreed to take away Unthil’s power, Realitus had imagined that the omniscient^3 would be simply demoted or perhaps exiled. Instead, Unthil was, at least to him, undeniably permanently erased. Unthil was his least favourite sibling, but he was somewhat unsure about his father’s decision being the right one. Realitus tried his best to convince himself that the decision was entirely in the right—Unthil being gone would mean that he would no longer be around to boss the younger SuperGod around and tell him what he did “wrong”. Deep down, Realitus wondered whatever happened to Unthil being the favourite SuperGod of Conceptilum and wondered if his siblings were right about his father being an imposter too, but he did his best to repress such thoughts. Conceptilum was finally praising him for his work and allowing him to manage Beyond—this was what he had always wanted. Realitus’ other three siblings had fled from Conceptilum and it was possible that they might escape Beyond entirely—leaving the burden of managing everything to only him and Conceptilum. All throughout his life, Realitus had claimed he should run the Council but at this point, there practically was no Council—there were no SuperGod subordinates he could order around—just only one superior. Realitus thought about how he could get Paradoxus and Logixel back to the Council so that Beyond could be managed.

As Realitus thought, he noticed Conceptilum very clumsily attempting to create Creators and Destroyers, presumably to recruit into the army. The created entities were very deformed and disorderly alomic anathemas to Realitus—nothing at all like the Creators and Destroyers Paradoxus and Logixel often admitedly crafted very well. Realitus felt the need to speak up to his leader. Realitus told Conceptilum that his entities looked absolutely horrendous and that they deserved on-the-spot erasure. Before Realitus was about to show how entity creation was to be properly done, Conceptilum suddenly snapped. He destroyed his creations and erased many nearby monocosms. Realitus was surprised. His father throwing a tantrum out of nowhere was a very jarring scene to bestow upon. Realitus grew anxious about the omniverses within the monocosms, but felt quite relieved when he realized that they were Imaginatim’s pitiful creations and not his works of perfection. Conceptilum broke down and blubbered about how “nobody appreciated him” and how he wanted “it all to end” for no apparent reason. The omnipotent^3 entity furiously began to destroy even more monocosms. Realitus, not once thinking about any implications of what Conceptilum had just said, decided to arrange some of Imaginatim’s creations so that they would be in Conceptilum’s way in order for them to be destroyed. Realitus found this very amusing and chuckled to himself. Unfortunately, Conceptilum seemed to take Realitus’ amusement the wrong way and was quick to threaten to take away Realitus’s position in the Council. This shut Realitus up. Conceptilum seemed to calm down and then gently ordered Realitus to manipulate some more entities onto their side. Realitus complied with his leader’s demands and set to work expanding his following. Perhaps, Paradoxus and Logixel would be brought back into the Council later when Conceptilum was more willing to listen to him.

Unthil found himself embedded within a strange realm of nothing but pure incoherent bunkum and balderdash. The verses surrounding him were very vibrant and possessed exotic structures that no stable verse within Beyond could reasonably hold. Many of the verses that did look familiar greatly resembled that of Imaginatim’s monocosms and omniverses. Quickly, he came to the conclusion that somehow he was resurrected into Imaginatim and now he was, in a sense, bound to her. He didn’t know how this could have happened—had Imaginatim found and tampered with his devices after Realitus had sent her away? If so, what in Beyond did Imaginatim actually do to his devices in order for Unthil to have been revived into her? Unthil wondered if he now had access to Imaginatim’s memories from within but quickly shot down any of his ideas of checking her memories since Imaginatim was bound to have either forgotten what happened or severely changed her own memories to the point that it would be practically impossible to figure out what was the original event from any given memory. Unthil now wondered how he could possibly explain what happened to him to his brothers. As he did, Unthil suddenly received a vision of the possessed Conceptilum destroying many of Beyond’s monocosms. Realitus was present too and he seemed to be arranging his sister’s creations in a way that allowed for the false leader to destroy them. Brilliant. Kotoblade is already starting to destroy monocosms in their home bubble, Realitus was not only still being profoundly self-centred but apparently was so dumb that he could not recognize that his father was possessed, and there was nothing he or Conceptilum could do to ensure Beyond’s stability. It sure was great that his first act as the new acting leader of the SuperGods was to die immediately after he became leader and then get trapped in the mind of the most confusing SuperGod in existence. Beyond’s stability surely won’t last now. Unthil figured it was probably hopeless to attempt to communicate with his brothers and began to explore Imaginatim’s mind-realm. Of course, nothing in it made sense at all to him and it was essentially entering a wholly different plane of existence from his familiar Beyond bubble. The place was filled to the brim with “pets” and “imaginary friends”—few of which even vaguely resembled any god, mortal, or even the few surviving creatures of the Transcendent ecosystem. One odd thing Unthil noticed was the persistent presence of what seemed to be Elder’s fire wherever he traveled. On further inspection, the fire seemed fully unable to hurt Unthil much unlike the fires that could, in reality, completely assimilate SuperGods and destroy small Beyond bubbles. Unthil tried his best to investigate the fires but he soon sensed the nearby presence of Realitus. Considering that the younger SuperGod was presumably very distant from the whereabouts of Imaginatim and her brothers, Realitus’ presence was quite odd. Sure enough, the younger SuperGod did show up to greet Unthil. However, unlike the Realitus Unthil knew all too well, the younger SuperGod was very polite to Unthil and very courteously asked if the SuperGod was lost and in need of assistance. Unthil, realizing that this was just Imaginatim’s perception of her brother and was clearly very curious as to how Imaginatim perceived the rest of the Council, did not respond as he was too mystified to communicate. Realitus jovially offered to guide Unthil back to his home—“Beyond” and then noted that Imaginatim would love to have a new pet. Unthil, still profoundly confused about what was even going on, took imaginary Realitus’s offer to guide him to “Beyond” and followed him so he could meet Imaginatim, curious as to what would even happen. It would probably be great to know how the imaginary Council ran things here.

Chapter One (B)

After the pair travelled to a nearby object Unthil assumed was supposed to be a monocosm, imaginary Realitus proceeded to spontaneously shed off a smaller clone of himself. The clone gave its salutations to the larger version of itself, then to Unthil, and then proceeded to launch itself far away from the pair and explode into a hundred million and five tiny Realiti which dispersed into the surroundings. Imaginary Realitus told Unthil not to worry about the “godsmoke signal”, it was just standard process to call “new best friends” that way. Unthil wasn’t particularly amused that the imaginary Realitus had not given so much as a warning before having done that. Unthil watched as a living lodeverse composed entirely out of eyeballs from all the species throughout Beyond that had any, a sentient tachyonic hyperboloid that really enjoyed making counterclockwise quarter-turns, and a rather large but otherwise completely ordinary pigeon were alerted to the godsmoke signal and made their way over to the SuperGods. Unthil thought those three entities honestly seemed much tamer than what he'd normally expect by ridiculous Imaginatim imaginary friend standards. Now that Imaginary Realitus had caught the creatures’ attention and assured to Unthil that they were completely benign—that’s why they were the perfect pets and best friends, he announced to “Seesee”, “Iiye-all”, and “Really Big Dinosaur (no relation)” that a new friend will be joining them on their journey to Imaginatim's House. Unthil noticed Realitus trying to give a cue that he assumed was supposed to prompt him to introduce himself. Imaginary Realitus and his band of wacky new pets for Imaginatim gave “Uhhh… i-I” a big welcome ceremony complete with cheesecake and confetti—none of which Uhhh… i-I definitely felt like using to double check if that presence of Elder’s fire everywhere was indeed completely unable to destroy materials. After the celebration was over, Realitus politely requested for his fellow beings to follow him. Uhhh… i-I gave up on even trying to bother but at least following this imaginary Realitus on a journey that was presumably going to get rather irritating and tedious very quickly seemed significantly more preferable an existence than having to deal with the real deal Realitus.

The journey to Beyond was exactly as tedious and irritating as Unthil had imagined to be, riddled with having to put up with Realitus constantly babbling on about all the omniverses he had created to try and help make the trek feel shorter as well as Really Big Dinosaur (still no relation) repeatedly mistaking Unthil for “strawberry-flavoured birdseed” and attempting to eat him several times. Realitus had profusely apologized for those incidents and asked if Unthil would appreciate it if he was allowed any chances for him to fail attempting to eat “rotisserie pigeon” just to even the conflict out. Unthil, wondering why that would even be an idea that could cross anyone’s mind, feigned appreciating any offers as he declined every single one of them until the group finally arrived at Imaginary Beyond. Unthil tried his best to hide his amazement at this Realitus’ attitude and briefly wondered if the other Council members were as improved as this Realitus. Unthil noticed an imaginary version of Conceptilum. Imaginary Conceptilum hobbled over to Realitus and talked complete unintelligible nonsense. Imaginary Realitus, acting as if he understood all that, responded that verse creation is indeed going by quite smoothly before proceeding to create a very strange looking and intricately designed omniverse on the spot. This impressed the Council leader so much that he did a “Happy Dance” and rocketed away from Realitus and Unthil with joy. Unthil figured that he got all the answers he would ever need. Realitus stated that Conceptilum has allowed for everyone to get a free “Official Council Rrecess” where everyone can feel free to run around doing whatever they wanted until it was feeding time for all pets. Unthil figured that it was probably best to just take advantage of the “Official Council Rrecess”, not only have literally any kind of break from all that stupid nonsense he had just been put through but to seize any appropriate window of opportunity where he could be able to investigate his surroundings while in this Elder-forsaken position.

Unthil, still with imaginary Conceptilum burned into his omniscient^3 mind, left Realitus and the dispersing group of Imaginatim’s newest pets and tried his best to rest at the nearest monocosm within this Beyond that looked even the slightest bit comfortable to be nearby. It had way too many ants being continuously produced and burned by the giant magnifying glass for his liking but imaginary Realitus had explicitly told Unthil that a certain rather large avian was allergic to eating magnifying glasses so this monocosm seemed better than nothing at preventing him from being annoyingly pecked every now and then. Unfortunately, Unthil was quick to become rather annoyed anyway when he noticed another SuperGod approach him, get very angry, throw a chicken at him, and then proceed to call him a “poopooface that smells like bumbum and likes smelling the bumbums for the bumbum smell”. Unthil, really not in the mood to entertain the very idea that this absolute idiot’s pet aynysys witlessly spewing out complete wastes of hatchling insults unprovoked was honestly supposed to be a version of him, was quick to speak up and sharply tell his lookalike to go run away to some other Beyond bubble to bother literally anyone else and while he was at that, figure how to insult them better. Honestly, Unthil got that giving others emotions that aren't strictly positive should be part of that whole process of speaking one's mind but for SuperGod’s sake, he can assure that more clever and more creative ways of accomplishing that do, believe it or not, exist and would lead to anything other than instilling the worst second-hand embarrassment imaginable to unsuspecting innocent victims. Clearly the imaginary being must have picked up on the extent of Unthil’s sheer pain from having to listened to that so it proceeded to double down, throw a few more chickens for good measure, and call Unthil “a heckship turtlelizard omniverse ultraverse multiverse heckheckheck!!!1!11!!”. Unthil, now completely fed up and on top of that, extremely confused about what part of that vyrbal dhyarria was even supposed to be the insulting part, decided that this was a big waste of metatime and wanted to find some other monocosm to rest nearby before that “Official Council Rrecess” of unspecified length was done and over with. A very exhausted Unthil wasn't the most careful with moving from his resting spot though and accidentally shattered the magnifying glass in the process of doing so. Forty-five of the shattered magnifying glass bits being scalene simplices with cells that suddenly transformed into Brachiosaurus altithorax playing mandolins completely set off the imaginary entity and made it absolutely furious, so it summoned a rapid-fire barrage of chicken to shoot at its slightly less imaginary counterpart. This didn’t actually injure Unthil in any meaningful way whatsoever but it sure was really annoying and just impossible to think straight at all while under this "attack". Unthil suddenly sensed contact with one of the godverses the monocosm held and observed as his surroundings promptly started to fade away afterwards. The piercing shrieks of his imaginary counterpart and the brilliant blue of the surrounding fires blurred until the omniscient^3 SuperGod was unable to resolve any discernible details. Unthil’s pure annoyance in the moment became overshadowed by his concern about just what kind of amazing vision from his oh-so-fantastic "gift" he definitely needed to experience now if it absolutely had to be timed this perfectly.

Imaginatim had just forgot what she had been doing again but whatever that task was, it must have been rather fun because now there was one ginormous omniverse composed entirely out of cat food in the monocosm now! It didn’t smell or taste particularly nice—Imaginatim much preferred precat food with a side of fresh magma and could do without the need for the flavours of clear identity or associating anything—but her many new pets inhabiting the omniverse seemed to really enjoy gobbling up all that cat food and pet mortals having lots of fun consuming all the limitless quantities of cat food they could ever dream of was all that would ever matter in the end. After allowing her oldest brother’s pets in the monocosm currently being eggsat to hold on to her very intricately thought-through and very detailed plans for an omniversal structure made entirely out of lemons she had just thought of (just in case she forgot them later, lemons were something hopefully substantially tastier than cat food and one tasty great fruit-flavoured idea like that should never go to waste), Imaginatim noticed a nearby monocosm that really did hold an omniverse made entirely out of lemons! It must have been something she had created long, long ago before the formation of her omniverse made of cat food! Yay!

Upon a closer inspection after abandoning her consumable categorical creation, it turned out that lemony-looking lodeverse was actually mostly made of grapefruit constituents and byproducts and not lemons like she had hoped. Oh. Aw. Well, this surely ought to be delicious enough though, the fruits were only both citrus. Imaginatim swiftly emptied the grapefruit omniverse of most of its inhabitants into the nearby Destroyer godverse and proceeded to munch away at the ω-verse. Unfortunately, the grapefruit omniverse ended up tasting way worse than the cat food. *gwalllchhh*! Immediately after that attempt to absorb the -verse for its nutrients, Imaginatim spat out what she had bit into and then proceeded to toss the rest of the half-eaten omniverse into the Creator's godverse. The ω-verses upon colliding with each other formed a beautiful albeit very violent explosion that no one would want to miss for the Transcendentem, but Creator fell fast asleep during the wonderful phireworks display and unfortunately missed all of that which was so, so sad. Well, since nobody goes sad, Imaginatim felt it was best to recreate that godverse and grapefruit omniverse and after Creator wakes up from their nap, they would get the chance to observe that beautiful fractally crossover event as a surprise! Then, everything will be lovely and then everyone will be happy again! Hooray! That was quite the lengthy plan to remember though so Imaginatim figured it was best for the Destroyer, who had just gotten around to playing a game of tag with his newest friends, to hold on to those thoughts while she went off to borrow one of Realitus’s omniverses in order to serve as a guide for the formation of a brand-new grapefruit-shaped omniverse. And this new attempt of hers really ought to involve a much tastier variant of grapefruit though, Imaginatim was interested in learning how to better her craftsgodship until it was super good and to create great grapefruit would surely be a step in the right direction.

Imaginatim got distracted along the way by some nearby funny creatures—one of which was a real little non-real rotating exciting excited hyperliminal hyperboloid—but she did eventually arrive at a monocosm holding one of Realitus’s omniverses. The omniverse was very nice looking and felt rather squishy and soft to the feel. Realitus must have been very happy after the creation of this passion project, as he always was after his finishing touches. Observing all of those finishing touches happened a lot, enough for Imaginatim to know it happened so often as Realitus was very skilled at creating his -verses much faster than Imaginatim's much slower pace. After playing with the omniverse for a while and giving it a quick taste test, Imaginatim realized that she wasn’t quite sure about Realitus’s happiness level for this omniverse in particular—it didn't have very many pairs of pear-flavoured paraverses to have fun preparing, tearing, and repairing! Imaginatim figured it probably wouldn’t hurt to ask Realitus, especially considering that he was now rushing towards her and repeatedly calling her name. Wow! It sure was great that Realitus was careening through Beyond towards her so quickly, this would mean finding out about what her best friend and most caring brother’s happy levels were much sooner than expected. Hooray! She couldn’t wait to find out about the level of Realitus’s happy!

Unthil tried to allow the anticipated fogginess of his mind to clear from whatever stupid vision he had just experienced. However, besides the harsh reminder that his even stupider younger brother exists at all—truly no meticulously crafted scale from anyone living or dead in the entirety of Transcendentem could ever accurately measure the immense amount of suffering and agony from the slightest thought of that—his experience hadn’t felt particularly painful by vision-with-omniscient^3-origin standards at all. Clearly Unthil must have been so distracted by his sheer annoyance and bitter contempt that he forgot to be grateful. Not just for how relatively painless his vision was, but also for how that excuse of an imaginary counterpart had thankfully gone away. That or the nearby presence of two SuperGods in its place did a poor job at easing any worry or unsettledness.

Imaginary Logixel asked Unthil if anything was the matter, as Unthil just looked like the saddest little poor thing he’d ever seen in his life and of course, it wasn’t a particularly good idea for anything or anyone to go in that general direction. Luckily, Logixel had brought lots and lots of lollipops to prevent anyone or anything from going sad. Lollipops were, of course, always the optimal candy to prevent anyone from going sad since they always make everyone go happy. Why, if someone was just totally unable to go happy from lollipops, Logixel wouldn’t know what to do! Clearly, as the Imaginary Paradoxus nearby reasoned, a pat on the back would have to accompany that lollipop for terminal happyward velocity and proceeded to demonstrate this to Logixel with Unthil as an example. Imaginary Paradoxus probably wasn’t particularly aware of his own strength though and that so-called “pat on the back” immediately sent Unthil flying hypersky high straight into the Cotton Candy Clouds of Destiny. This would have made Logixel pretty sad as a potential new friend of his to cheer up had now gone away and disappeared without any warning but luckily for his sake, Logixel had brought lollipops so really everything was fine, actually.

Unthil’s mood, despite having just achieved terminal happyward velocity and having safely landed in the Cotton Candy Clouds of Destiny, had not been particularly improved. As it shouldn’t be, getting whacked in the supergoddamned face and careened into the clouds would do an absolutely abysmal job at improving anyone’s mood unless they were some sort of completely miserable masochist. Unthil looked down on his brothers from his high point of view, observing those two idiots incapable of understanding even a fraction of anything he ever had to put up with happening to babble about dumb incoherent nonsense that would be completely incapable of helping anyone. In what Beyond Bubble would some pat on the back and a lollipop would honestly be able to solve real issues that SuperGods would actually have to go through? Oh yeah, sure, Unthil could probably pointlessly break his own mind to check for some obscure backnaughter one in a parallel Transcendentem that somehow hasn’t collapsed in on itself where that’s totally the case—that sounds about like the kind of suggestion he’d expect them to propose—but why? That’s stupid, they’re stupid, everyone is stupid, and Unthil was especially stupid for even entertaining that idea for them at all. But at least Unthil came to terms with that stupidity long ago, he’s the only one to have realized and accepted that the Council was just doomed from the start from how idiotic all its members are and quite frankly, he’s plain shocked that literally anybody else was still able to genuinely care so much about its miserable state.

If Unthil had bothered to remember to be grateful for anything now, it was to be grateful that he even got this absolutely fantastic opportunity to live in this fantasy world of someone painfully dumb enough to be this divorced from reality, it gave him the chance to truly grasp how amazing living a life like this must be—stupid enough to not care about anything or anyone, but with actual contentment to go alongside that. As pathetic as living some perpetually blissfully ignorant life would be, at least there would be no constant frustration or shame or disappointment to hide since it just wouldn’t be there in the first place. Unthil found it unfortunate that he needed to settle for the next best thing of accepting and reminding how much everything and everyone sucks throughout his life but at this point, he's leaned into that far enough for there to just be no chance for anyone to accept any effort put towards a course-correction so he won't bother.

Perhaps that “pat on the back” from Imaginary Paradoxus totally worked and had indeed made Unthil happier, now he could gladly say to himself that he was happy for Imaginatim that she was fortunate to hold a gift better than Unthil’s complete excuse for one ever was. And since that said excuse for a “gift” of his held all sorts of risks that would lead to ruining hers should he dawdle around in here for too long, Unthil ought to get to work on figuring out how to escape Imaginatim’s mind, go and off Kotoblade from within his father’s mind, and actually be over with this rotten headache-inducing nonsense. And he’ll do it all by himself too—the sooner everything is all done and dealt with, the better. Unthil didn’t want any chances of Paradoxus or Logixel and especially Realitus ruining anything by confronting him and presenting stupid questions and their terrible ideas from being in over their heads—they'll never understand anything about him, they’ve already got enough out of him, and Unthil was not willing to go through any more of that hurt again. If they're going to spend any more chances of attempting to get anything out of him, Unthil hoped for their sake that they’d better give up on trying real quickly because he will never ever care about whatever their input would be and there will be nothing those supergoddamned idiots would ever do that would get him to say any more.