Even as the very fabric of reality seemed to disintegrate around me, I couldn't help but smile. It was a smile of defiance, of determination, of the thrill of the ultimate challenge. I was facing a power that could destroy everything, and yet, I stood before it with a sense of calm confidence.As the last shreds of the arena and the surrounding reality faded away, leaving us suspended in a void of nothingness, I felt a sense of liberation. I didn't have to hold back anymore, I could finally unleash my true power without worrying about the consequences.
As I focused on analyzing Metilda, it became clear that she was on a whole other level. Her powers and abilities far surpassed anything I had ever encountered. She was a powerhouse, with the capability to shape reality and bend the rules of physics to her will. It was almost awe-inspiring, and yet, it also filled me with a sense of unease. I knew that I was treading into uncharted territory, and that the outcome of our encounter was uncertain.
As I focused on analyzing Metilda, it became clear that she was on a whole other level. Her powers and abilities far surpassed anything I had ever encountered. She was a powerhouse, with the capability to shape reality and bend the rules of physics to her will. It was almost awe-inspiring, and yet, it also filled me with a sense of unease. I knew that I was treading into uncharted territory, and that the outcome of our encounter was uncertain.
Then I get her status in a video game style and oh man she's a different beast.
Full Name: Metilda Frost
Title: Eternal Goddess of Space and Time
Race: Transcendental Deity
Age: Beyond the concept of time
Aura: A boundless, ethereal presence that distorts space and time
Abilities and Skills:
[Passive Skills]
Eternal Dominion → Exists outside the constraints of time and space. Cannot be affected by cause-and-effect.
Absolute Immunity → Invulnerable to all forms of damage, including conceptual, metaphysical, and paradoxical erasure.
Multiversal Presence → Exists in all timelines, dimensions, and realities at once.
[Active Skills]
Chrono-Annihilation [∞] → Erases any target from all timelines, dimensions, and possibilities.
Absolute Rewriting [∞] → Alters reality itself, rewriting events, laws, and concepts instantly.
Dimensional Collapse [∞] → Folds space into nothingness, causing infinite destruction.
Eternal Rebirth [∞] → Instantly reforms no matter what, even if erased from existence.
Transcendent Awakening [Unlocked] → When activated, surpasses all known limitations, evolving into a state beyond absolute existence.
As I mentally reviewed Metilda's stats, my heart sank. Her abilities were truly formidable, and they dwarfed anything that I could possibly hope to match. It seemed like she was unbeatable, an unstoppable force of nature with powers beyond mortal comprehension.
Despite the overwhelming odds, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through my veins. There was something about facing an opponent of this caliber, someone who was truly in a league of her own, that filled me with a sense of purpose and drive that I hadn't felt in a long time.
I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the battle to come. This was it, the ultimate test, the culmination of everything that I had trained and fought for. I was ready to face off against Metilda, to unleash my own powers and see who would emerge victorious in this titanic clash of might and magic.
Metilda, sensing my rising excitement and determination, spoke, her voice echoing through the void. "You look ready," she said, a hint of amusement in her tone.
I narrowed my eyes, my expression hardening. "I am," I replied, my voice steady and firm. "I'm not backing down." The tension between us was palpable, the air crackling with energy and anticipation.
Metilda chuckled, her eyes glinting in the otherworldly light. "You're brave," she said. "I'll give you that. But bravery only gets you so far. In this battle, it's strength that matters."
I clenched my fists, my muscles tensing. "I've faced strength before," I retorted, my voice hard. "And I've beaten it. I'm not just strong, I'm smart. I'll find a way to beat you, no matter what."
Without even a moment's warning, Metilda was suddenly in front of me, her presence filling my vision as she materialized like some kind of temporal sorcery. I barely had time to react, caught off guard by the sheer speed and ease of her movement.
I took a step back, my heart pounding in my chest. She had appeared out of nowhere, as if she had simply willed herself into existence in front of me. I had known that she was powerful, but the scope of her abilities was truly mind-boggling
In that moment, I locked in to Metilda, my attention completely focused on her every move. My senses were heightened, every nerve ending in my body on high alert. I could feel the energy radiating off of her, the overwhelming presence of her power filling the air around us.
As we clashed, the force of our powers colliding was cataclysmic. The fabric of reality itself seemed to buckle and warp around us as our energies collided, the very ground shaking and cracking beneath our feet. The air was filled with a blinding light, and in that instant, everything around us was destroyed, reduced to nothing in the face of our battle.
As our battle raged on, the void itself began to tremble and shake, the sheer force of our struggle reverberating through the endless nothingness that surrounded us.
It was as if the very fabric of space-time itself was struggling to contain the raw power that we were unleashing, the tremors and vibrations becoming more and more intense with every passing moment.
In that instant, she unleashed the power of "Chrono-Annihilation," a move that threatened to erase everything in its path. The attack was like a maelstrom of time and space, tearing apart the very fabric of reality in its wake as it charged towards me.
I raised my hand, shouting out with all my might, "Grand Stop!" The words rang out like a command, and in that instant, the very flow of time seemed to slow to a crawl. The Chrono-Annihilation attack, which had been hurtling towards me at blinding speed, came to a sudden halt, frozen in mid-air like a statue.
Instantly, I unleashed a strike that was beyond anything we had seen before, transcending the very concepts of time and thought itself. It was an attack that defied description, a ripple in the fabric of reality itself that sent shockwaves through the void.
It was an attack that was not limited by the laws of physics, or even the laws of logic. In that instant, it was as if the very concept of possibility no longer held sway, and my attack was unleashed without constraint or restraint.
With every fiber of my being, I channeled my power and unleashed it in a single, devastating blow. The force of the punch was so great, it seemed to break the very idea of power itself, reaching levels of intensity that defied description and surpassed even the limits of the most powerful beings.
As my punch connected with Metilda, the force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the void itself, the very fabric of reality shuddering and destabilizing as the entire concept of it seemed to break apart in the face of such overwhelming power.
The void, which had previously been filled with nothing but empty space, now seemed to warp and twist, the laws of physics and reality becoming unhinged as the cataclysmic force of my punch sent everything spiraling out of control.
I looked at Metilda, who was now lying on the ground, dazed and disbelieving at the sheer force of my blow. The power I had unleashed was beyond anything she had ever experienced, and it had left her reeling and struggling to comprehend what had just occurred.
Metilda, still reeling from the force of my blow, shouted out "Absolute Rewriting!" In that instant, a wave of energy emanated from her body, filling the void with a blinding light and a powerful shockwave. I could feel the air around us shifting, reality itself bending to her will.
With a flick of her wrist, Metilda focused her powers on rewriting the attack I had just unleashed. In that instant, it was as if my strike had never occurred, the very concept of it being erased from reality and replaced with a harmless, non-existent attack.
I was stunned, unable to believe what I had just experienced. Metilda had effortlessly rewritten reality itself, erasing my devastating attack as if it had never happened. I couldn't help but be utterly impressed by her power and control, in awe of the sheer magnitude and scope of her abilities.
My mind raced as I tried to comprehend the gravity of the situation. I had thought I had seen the limits of what was possible, but Metilda had surpassed them with ease, demonstrating a level of power and control that surpassed anything I had ever encountered before.
I smirked, taking a moment to catch my breath before replying. "You are strong," I admitted, my voice steady and firm. "But I only used 0.1% of my power. I'm nowhere near my limit yet."
I raised my hand in a commanding gesture, shouting out in an absolute voice, "Fiction Delete!" In that instant, a powerful beam of energy erupted from my hand, tearing through the void and heading directly towards Metilda. The attack was like nothing she had experienced before, a wave of energy that was capable of deleting the very concept of fiction itself.
Metilda's eyes widened in shock as the full force of the attack hit her, the beam of energy consuming everything in its path as it ripped through the fabric of reality itself. She struggled to fight back, but the power of the attack was too overwhelming, the very concept of fiction being erased as she stood helplessly before it.
As the attack consumed both Metilda and the concept of fiction itself, everything around us seemed to distort and warp, the very concept of existence shifting and shaking under the weight of such powerful energies. It was like the universe itself was being rewritten, the rules and laws of which we had come to understand no longer applying in the face of such cataclysmic power.
Realization washed over me as I stood in the aftermath of the attack. I had let my excitement and desire to win get the better of me, and had unleashed a power that was far beyond what was necessary. As the dust settled, I felt a sense of guilt and remorse wash over me, realizing that I may have gone too far in my desire to defeat Metilda.
Despite the gravity of the situation, I couldn't help but nervously laugh at the realization of what Metilda had witnessed. Fighting someone who was beyond the very idea of ideas, thoughts, and meaning was like trying to grasp onto a concept that was impossible to comprehend. It was like trying to catch a shadow, or hold onto a dream.
Despite the futility of her final attack, I couldn't deny the power and strength she had demonstrated. According to my analysis, her power level was truly unparalleled, even among the most absolute omnipotent beings. It was as if she was a force of nature, a god among gods, capable of reshaping all existence itself to her will.