Friday, September 2, 2022

The Uplift Protocol The Ouroborous Chain: Issue 10

 Issue 10: Circled Ground



    Every Universe beyond the Originator contained a sliver of Creation. But a mirror was generated from the threads of Elysium. One that never experienced the influence of Abbadon’s deceit.--Ur Flow Data point

    Each realm is protected by an Ouro. One of my children. Some lie dormant. Never to hear the song of the creator. Those are the places besieged by Unity and Abbadon. --The First Ouro of Creation, Mi’thia

    Astute observers of this particular tale will note that everything has its opposite. Because Abbadon blinded himself to his true purpose he did not take note of what resided on the flip side of each Ouroborous.--Unseen Archives Vol 2

Mi’thia

The Living History

The Unseen Realm


    Lethe pointed out, “This is what the Ouro hides from all.”

    Shadows clung to each great serpent that separated all Universes. At the center of each universe were the 5 realms of Death. Within my Earth? Edenverse? It had the only connection to the Cliffs of Helios. That final confrontation loomed.

    Mi’thia whispered, >>It approaches Shieldbearer. In time you and your brother, the Spear of Bone, will walk within. The final Convergence of Soul, Flesh and Bone.<<

    Dexter added, >>You aren't the only one going through these phases. You experience Death. I experience Life. As is needed.<<

    He had always been in my shadow.

    Dexter nodded. His smile grew.

    >>I didn’t realize much until after the first Convergence. Flesh. You still have many demi abilities but your body had been awakened to its true purpose. But we cannot fully manifest as of yet.<<

    The next was Bone. Thoth edged ever closer with that knife. It would pierce my flesh. To the bone. To prepare my soul for the Cliffs. Abbadon had fashioned his Doom. Mi’thia coiled about the 5 Death Realms. Another Ouro raised its massive head. Its form flickered against the white fire of his mother. He called. His voice as tranquil as the sea, >>The Ninth Circle nears completion. The Titans keep it in stasis.<<

    My brother held forth his Trident. I recognized it for what it was now. A blazing beacon of Life. My spear pulsed with the power of nearly all the Golden Host. Only Aether….

    Mine was the weapon of Death. My brother and I were equal yet opposite.

    Lethe brushed the tear away with the tips of her fingers. “He knows the price that must be paid.” The irony of her creation level memories being uncloaked here was not lost on me. Our roles were reversed now. I guarded her mortal form’s memory. I turned to Dexter, “….Tarkanan follows in our wake...its Elysium’s mirror isn’t it?”

    “What Abbadon didnt understand? He corrupted. It’s purpose is set. As is mine.”

    A single scale of each Ouro reformed. They curled about my arms. Near my shoulders.

    “When the Third Convergence occurs? We will all stand with you. Mortal and Divine alike.” It would be the Battle for the Soul. The only battle worth winning in my estimation. Dexter clapped me on the back. “This is a day of answers.” It would be a long time before I learned the name of Mi’thia’s son.

Earth (Edenverse)

New Ashbury


    Golden Bulleteer taunted Karvax, “That all you got old boy?!”

    The brute didn't take the bait. Vines hurled Bright Eyes into the air. Blue Blaze sent another set of shambling Living Stone serpents flying into the energy barrier of New Ashbury’s defenses. Karvax opened his mouth. Black Scrawl exploded outward. Amazing Grace made a cutting motion across her throat.

    No signals.

    No I-Net.

    The abyss of bone rained down from the sky.

    Anna slammed on the brakes. Her grav-car skidded to a halt mid air.

    A black dome covered a 5 mile radius around the downtown principality of New Ashbury.

    Teddy loaded his rifle with imbued power cores, “Call in the Calvary! Eliza won’t be able to show just yet. Get the Floridians on the Horn.” Anna didn’t argue. If anyone knew how to assist with the nefarious energies of Necrotic Death spheres? It was them. Flashes of white and black fire danced behind her eyes as she rubbed her temples.

    Hero Net updated: //Bio signatures of Golden Bulleteer and the Mavericks in critical condition, flatlines detected, summoning additional…...///

    Anna clenched her teeth as blood pounded behind her eyes, “They can’t come. This is a battle we must face.” She shot her husband a strained smile, “Besides we can’t have them bail us out all the time….”

    Teddy cheered as a dachshund in red and green battle armor landed on the front engine compartment, <<GREEEEEEETINGS! You called?>>

    The tip of an obsidian knife plunged into Anna’s chest as the vision slowed time.

    Below the crack on the white marble steps were three forms.

    Hilary’s face twisted as Chronos emerged from her mouth.

    The second figure held up a blackened flamed sword. His leathered wings at odds with the angelic features. Lucifer. Consumed by Abbadon. The final figure screamed, “Thoth!” Her pale white hair couldn’t hide the hideous features. Lilith. Faces that Anna knew from her countless visions. Thoth’s face loomed over Anna. Hand that weren't her own grabbed the handle from the crazed despot. They pushed the remaining metal to the bone. Knicking the heart in the process. Thronebearer blood splashed into Thoth’s eyes. He reared back. Blood curdling screams echoed as he attempted to clear the blood away.

    Thoth’s legs gave out as he toppled down the marbled steps.

    Black blood followed.

    Anna gasped. Teddy handed her a shout shot of whiskey.

    He knew her visions were rough.

    She rubbed the tears away. Anger burned.

    “We must take this part of the burden. Golden Child has bigger problems on her plate.”

    Sunset Showdown appeared while riding a hoverbike. Its outer armor was stenciled with Hatheon and Light Shaman protective wards. A dark haired Hatheon woman behind him. Her staff blazed with energy. Her turquoise armor grew across her shoulders. She jumped off the hoverbike. Anna watched as waves of tortured forms rippled across the surface of the Dome.

“We got company!”

    Golden Bulleteer let out a flash of punches. The Living Stone harpies exploded into a cloud of dust. Blue Blaze formed an endless array of metallic balls. With the speed of his kicks he sent them flying in every direction. They pinged against the domed wall. Amazing Grace released the Muthra nanites from her belt.

    //Civilians detected. Underground Bunker system. Teleportation Networks within Anomaly offline.//

    The team net still worked. White Lily summoned additional plantlife through her body. Amazing Grace didnt know how she had gained that ability but it came in handy. White Lily hummed a silent prayer. Thanking those lost souls for that precious flower. If it hadn’t been for them? She wouldn’t have a proper source to use her powers. In any environment. That adventure still woke her up at night.

    Those bodies floating in space. A mix of Scholars, Litari, J’kua.

    The Nexus had sacrificed all to bring that flower into Edenverse.

    Abbadon had managed to fool so many.

    The purple flower had no name.

    Lily held it to her body as additional vines connected with the whirlwind of Living Stone raining down from above. It merged with her heart. Now was the time. Renewed energy flowed through her veins. They would endure. Just as the Wall Endured.

    Golden Bulleteer ran.

    Two Living Stone Golems raised their scythes behind White Lily’s swaying form.



    Mi’thia sang. The words formed in the air around us.

THE WALL OF CREATION ENDURES

SUCH IS THE WILL OF THE OVERSOUL

FROM THE OUROBOROUS SHALL THE SHADOW RISE

NOT TO CONSUME BUT TO COMFORT THE DEAD

TWIN SLEEPERS OF TWO STARS SHALL INHERIT THE VIGIL

TO ENDURE BEYOND THE CYCLES OF TIME

FLESH FADES

BONE WITHERS

THE SOUL ENDURES

    This proclamation was the unfiltered commands of the cosmos.

    I knelt. Mi’thia’s scales softened. As if to comfort me.

    Two stars circled. One had the outline of gold. Its black center sank into my chest.

    Another star circled Dexter. Its white brilliance faded as it merged with his forehead.

    Souls condensed around us.

    “As long as you endure? We shall walk with you. To find everlasting peace.”

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