For the next three weeks, I traveled across the universe, exploring countless worlds and experiencing a wide range of adventures. From the frozen tundras of far-off planets to the bustling cities of advanced civilizations, I saw and did things I had never dreamed of back on Earth.As I traveled through the universe, I began to realize that my battle with Metilda had changed me. I had transcended the very concept of an ending, become something beyond the limitations of even the strongest foes.
With this newfound power, I felt a desire to explore places I had never seen before, to venture into the unknown and discover what lay beyond the limits of my imagination.
I looked around, taking in the vast expanse of the universe before me. Beyond the realms of existence that I knew, there were realms and dimensions beyond anything I could comprehend. It was as if the boundaries of reality itself had been shattered, opening up endless possibilities for exploration and discovery.
As I traversed the universe, I could sense the presence of various gods, from minor deities to the most powerful and omnipotent beings imaginable. It was as if the entire cosmology had no boundaries, no limitations, no rules to follow. The gods were free to create and shape reality as they saw fit, building countless realities and dimensions without any constraints.
It was a bizarre and fascinating sight, as if the universe itself was a blank canvas upon which the gods could paint their wildest desires and imaginations.
As I continued my journey, I watched in awe as the gods shaped and molded the universe to their whims. They created stars and planets, populated them with life and diversity, and even destroyed entire worlds in their eternal dance of creation and destruction. It was a dizzying display of power and artistry, and I could feel my own sense of awe and wonder growing with each passing moment.
It was as if the gods themselves were the authors of the universe, creating and shaping it to their desires.
As I watched the minor gods, I was shocked to see them casually going outside of existence itself, creating their own domains and realities that existed independently from the main cosmology.
It was a bizarre sight, one that seemed to defy the very laws of reality. Normally, gods were limited to existing within the bounds of the main cosmology, but these minor gods appeared to have no such limitations.
I was confused and intrigued, wondering how they were able to create these independent realms and what the implications were for the wider cosmology.
As I inquired with the minor gods, they revealed that it was not just them, but all gods, from the weakest to the most powerful omnipotent beings, had the ability to easily exit the cosmos at will.
I was baffled by this revelation. How could they simply step outside the bounds of existence, seemingly unbound by the laws that governed the rest of the universe?
I couldn't help but wonder if there was some deeper truth that was being kept hidden from me, some secret or aspect of reality that I had yet to uncover.
As I followed the minor gods, I found myself exiting my own cosmology, leaving behind the familiar terrain of existence and entering a place that was completely unknown. It was a realm beyond fiction and reality, a place of pure potential and possibility.
For a moment, I felt a sense of awe and trepidation. This was uncharted territory, a place that existed beyond the confines of the laws and limitations that governed my own existence. But at the same time, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation, eager to explore and discover what this new realm held.
As I looked around at the new and unknown realm, I realized that while the universe I came from had no concept of power, this place was entirely different. Here, the very nature of existence itself seemed to be different, and I could feel a sense of power and energy in the air that I had never experienced before.
It was as if the laws and rules that governed my universe did not apply here, and that this realm was governed by entirely different principles and forces.
This place was beyond the very concept of existence itself. It was the realm of pure potential, where the very idea of being or not being was irrelevant. Here, the laws of reality were suspended, and the very fabric of existence was fluid and malleable. I could feel the weight of infinity surrounding me, the endless possibilities of existence and nonexistence all swirling together in a chaotic dance of energy and matter.
I flew around the vast and chaotic realm, feeling a sense of awe and wonder at the limitless expanse before me. Here, the laws of physics and reality seemed to be suspended, and anything seemed possible. I could see strange and wondrous sights, creatures and events that defied all logic and understanding.
As I flew, I felt a sense of freedom and liberation, as if I had left the confines of my own existence behind and had truly stepped into the infinite realm of possibility.
As I continued my flight through this strange and unknown realm, I came to the realization that this place was truly outside of everything. It was beyond the bounds of my own story, and beyond the boundaries of any fictional or non-fictional universe. In this vast and empty space, the very concepts of fiction and non-fiction seemed to lose all meaning.
It was a disconcerting feeling, to realize that I had stepped into a realm that existed beyond the confines of storytelling and reality itself.
As I continued my journey, I found myself arriving in a place where knowledge seemed to have no limit.
It was a realm where every thought, every possibility, even the ones that had been erased from my memory and existence, were stored. Everything I could ever think of, no matter how abstract or impossible, was there, waiting to be uncovered and explored.
It was a strange and unsettling place, as if all the thoughts and ideas that had ever existed in my mind were laid bare before me, ready to be examined and unraveled.
I wandered through this place, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. There were thoughts and ideas that I had completely forgotten, memories that I had thought were lost forever, and concepts that I had long since dismissed as unimportant or impossible.
As I continued to explore, I suddenly felt a strange and unsettling sense of being watched. The knowledge that was stored in this place seemed to be aware of my presence, studying me with an intensity that made me uneasy.
It was as if the very ideas and concepts that were stored here were alive, conscious and sentient, their gaze following me every movement. I could feel their gaze on me, trying to understand and analyze me, as if I was nothing more than another idea that needed to be studied and catalogued.
Suddenly, someone appeared in front of me, a being that was completely unlike anything I had ever seen before.
This being was beyond creation, outside of all existence and erasure. It was as if it had never been created, as if it existed outside of time and space themselves.
As it approached, I felt a sense of awe and fear, realizing that I was in the presence of something utterly otherworldly and incomprehensible.
As the being neared me, it spoke in a voice that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. It was a strange and echoing sound, as if it was speaking not just to me, but to everything and nothing all at once.
"Who are you?" it asked, its voice carrying with it the weight of infinity.
I told the being my name, my voice barely a whisper in the vast and empty space.
"I am Mona," I said, feeling small and insignificant in the face of its infinite presence.
It nodded, as if it had already known my name.
"And why are you here, Mona?" it asked, its voice still echoing in the emptiness.
I explained to the being that I was only curious, that I had heard rumors of gods and beings entering this place and had wanted to see it for myself.
The being seemed unperturbed by my explanation, and simply nodded again.
"Curiosity is a natural human trait," it said. "But it is important to be cautious when exploring realms beyond your own."
I nodded, feeling a mixture of fear and awe in the presence of this being. Its words held a strange wisdom, as if it had seen countless beings like me come and go, each with their own curiosity and their own unique experiences.
The being looked at me, its gaze penetrating deep into my being. I could feel its gaze upon me, searching and analyzing my very existence.
Suddenly, its expression changed, and it seemed to sense something about me, something beyond anything it had ever sensed before.
"What is that aura around you?" it asked, its voice betraying a hint of surprise.
I nervously chuckled and explained everything to the being, telling it about how I had broken out of my story, merging with my character details and becoming the Grand author.
It listened intently, its expression growing more and more puzzled with each passing word. When I finished speaking, it regarded me for a moment, its gaze searching my being as if trying to make sense of the impossible.
Finally, it spoke.
"This phenomenon... it is beyond anything I have encountered before."
It seemed genuinely puzzled, as if it could not comprehend the power and potential that I had unleashed.
"How have you come to gain this power, this ability to transcend fiction and non-fiction, to surpass even the gods themselves?" it asked, a note of awe in its voice.
I explained to the being that I had not just surpassed the gods, but the very concept of authorship itself. I had become my own author, transcending the bounds of fiction and nonfiction.
It listened in silence, absorbing my words with a sense of disbelief. It was as if it was trying to comprehend a truth that was beyond even its own understanding.
After a long moment, it spoke again.
"This power you have.... it is truly unprecedented."
It regarded me with a mixture of awe and fear, as if it was not sure whether I should be celebrated or feared.
"You have broken the very fabric of existence itself, transcending the bounds of fiction and nonfiction, becoming your own author and surpassing the gods."
It shook its head in disbelief, as if still struggling to understand the magnitude of what I had achieved.
The being then took me to its domain, a vast and labyrinthine library that seemed to contain every idea and thought ever conceived. It led me through the endless tomes and scrolls, gesturing for me to take a seat at a large table in the center of the room.
It sat down across from me, its gaze still fixed on me with that same mixture of awe and disbelief. "I must admit, I am fascinated by your power," it said, its voice echoing through the endless shelves of knowledge that surrounded us.
I nodded and spoke.
"It is not just my power that interests you, but the very nature of my existence. I am something that should not be possible, a being that has surpassed all bounds and limits."
"You are a paradox, a creature that exists despite the laws of reality itself. You have transcended the very concept of authorship and have become your own author it said."
The being seemed to consider my words, its expression thoughtful.
"This is true," it agreed. "Your very existence defies all logic and reason. And yet, here you are."
The being, now taking a female form, smiled and finally introduced herself.
"My name is Seraphina," she said, her voice soft and melodious. There was a sense of wisdom and knowledge in her gaze, as if she had lived for countless eons and seen all the wonders and horrors of existence.
Seraphina spoke to me of all the realms and planes of existence beyond what mortals can comprehend. She spoke of the limitless possibilities and endless potential that lay beyond the limits of fiction and nonfiction, beyond the very concept of reality itself.
She told me of the infinite realms of the gods, the planes of the dead and the realms of pure chaos and entropy that lie beyond the very boundaries of existence.
I listened with rapt attention, my mind struggling to comprehend the enormity of what she was describing. I could feel my existence being stretched and altered, as if the very foundations of my reality were shifting and crumbling under the weight of this newfound knowledge.
Seraphina explained to me the unique nature of my universe, how it was fundamentally different from other cosmologies in existence.
She told me that in most cosmologies, even the most powerful gods and beings are still bound by the limits and boundaries that define their existence. But in my universe, there was no such limitation. The very concept of power itself did not exist, and thus the gods had the ability to do anything and everything.
Seraphina explained to me that the gods in my universe had the ability to travel freely between different universes and realms, even those that had boundaries or limitations.
She told me that this was because the gods did not belong in those universes, and thus were unaffected by the rules and laws that governed them. They were unbound by the constraints of cosmology, and could freely move between different planes of existence without restriction.
I was stunned by the implications of this knowledge. I had never considered the possibility that my universe was fundamentally different from others, that the absence of power and boundaries had created gods who were truly free and unlimited.
Seraphina explained to me that without the concept of power in my universe, there was no such thing as weakness or strength, no ranking or hierarchy between beings.
She warned me that this meant that the omnipotent beings in my universe were far more dangerous than any gods, as they were free from any limitations or constraints and could do whatever they wished without restriction.
Seraphina nodded, her expression grave.
"But, even the omnipotent beings in your universe fear your existence," she said. "They are powerless before the very concept of your existence, which is beyond even their comprehension and control."
Seraphina smiled, her eyes twinkling with knowledge.
"Your new state and evolution are beyond even the comprehension of the gods and omnipotent beings in your universe," she said. "They are based on principles and concepts that go beyond even reality and fiction, and are the result of your transcendence of all existence and erasure."
Seraphina's expression grew serious, and she told me of a world where stories that were never finished still lingered.
"There is a world that is home to countless unfinished stories and untold tales," she said. "Places where characters and events still linger, even though their stories have been left unfinished."
She explained that in that world, the characters and events of unfinished stories were frozen in time, unable to move forward or change in any way. They were trapped in a state of endless limbo, stuck in the same moment for all eternity.