"You said your race does not focus inside this realm but at the realm beyond." He muttered, "I always thought that he was from a realm above that is unimaginable even for me, so I thought maybe a record of him is written within your race's books." He crumpled his hand into a fist while looking at the book with a somehow profound apprehension– or maybe fear.
Andre lumbered towards the book without leaving his gaze on it even for a second. He then said with a heavy tone, "In the legends of today, it was said that he ruled over Israel with his glory and riches. But as someone who lived since time immemorial, I can be definitely certain that they are fools to think so."
"He was a being that existed even far before the first atom of Israel's foundation came into being. He was not a King of Israel, but a legend of legends to them. He did not rule Israel, he ruled the entirety of the West. He was not any King, because he was a mortal god who dwelled within the lands of the living, the damned, and the divine."
"He was someone who not only subdued demons, but created them. He is a being that was feared by the olden gods and is feared by gods to this day more than the peers of their eras, and someone who commanded over something so harrowing and forbidding that no anomaly or Godking can ever match."
"Even though he was a mortal, he made the gods kneel and weep, his subordinates shake with terror, and even made me falter, to which I still abhor to this day."
"That very person created something and stored all his knowledge inside it. Its cover, forged in the flames of Sigillium. The pages, harvested from the skins of angels and demons and spirits alike. Its ink, created by mixing the blood of the same beings that were used to create its pages and with strands of laws embedded within it."
"It was an item of ultimate power, something that every being, mortal, daemon, and god, greatly coveted."
"Solomon's Anthology!" He reached out his right hand to it as soon as he was standing in front of it and touched the sphere. The sphere sounded as it resisted his hand from going past it. Andre had an eyes filled with determination as he continued to force his way through the sphere.
After a while having lack of progress, Andre also extended his left hand to it in addition to directing his overwhelming energy inside the sphere, invading its magic cores with a terrifying precision.
Red lines that connect to several arrays then reveal themselves, surrounding the entirety of the surface of the barrier. Intricate and complicated runes emerged from the sphere while several magic circles surrounding it like orbits materialized beyond it.
Andre looked at the series of formations that was placed just to protect the codex with shock and amazement, "T-That monster S-Solomon really is out of this world." He clicked his tongue and stammered with immense disbelief.
Although he was startled, he still didn't give up on getting the book. It only became a stimulus of even more determination to have it. Behind him, Ken, whose existence was forgotten, spoke with uncertainty, "Can I help with anything?"
"The only help you can offer is not to tell anyone about this. As for the process of opening this, I don't think so, Ken." Andre immediately replied, "This barrier that is protecting Solomon's Anthology is something that even gods would be clueless about, not being able to do anything. I myself am only giving it a try." He sighed.
Suddenly, he felt his body became comfortable, as if released from a burden. He widened his eyes and turned around to see Ken in a stance, with the brush in his hand.
"What is that?" Andre asked incredulously. "A rune that strengthens the host by releasing his or her bonds from the mortal world and partially connects to the Great Beyond." Ken replied, then moved his brush once again, creating another rune.
After a while of moving, Ken then suddenly took out a knife with his left hand before throwing the brush up in the air and quickly slicing his right palm, letting a huge amount of blood flow out.
"Ken!" Andre shouted with shock, but it was drowned by Ken's echoing and resounding voice when he catched the falling brush. "I use my blood as a catalyst. I call upon the Mellontikòs Rune!"
Eiinggg! A screeching sound reverberated in the surrounding as everything that surrounds Andre changed into prisms and crystals, mirrors of sorts, as spikes rose from all sorts of different directions. Golden lights bounced from everything and finally hit the sphere.
Although Andre was seeing everything change, something else still felt wrong. "What is that, Ken?!" Andre asked with shock and confusion, "What's happening with everything?!"
Ken panted while replying to his question, "I.. created a Mellontikòs Rune.. and placed it on you. You're now inside a temporary Clairvoyant State, letting you see countless probabilities for your actions. That's all I can do now." He said the words with difficulty before fainting.
Although Andre was shocked by the suddenness of Ken's fainting, he couldn't afford to stop anymore. He focused his attention on the seal with sheer determination to open it.
He directed his energy to certain parts while commanding the energy to infiltrate its configurations from its internal structure. Suddenly, a prism that was in front of him showed an image of the seal exploding violently, scaring Andre out of his wits.
He retrieved his energy from where he wanted to direct it to and tried a different approach. After numerous tries, he saw the same number of failures, some of them including the seal expanding and containing everyone inside, the seal siphoning him off of his energy, thus destroying the entirety of the Realm's structure, and the seal releasing a tremendous amount of sharp energy and severing everything into dust.
There was also a method that he saw from the prism that showed him his future that he succeeded with opening a small hole on the seal, which made him happy, but immediately saw a huge army coming down from the Heavens, the Underworld, and the other Godking Realms.
Seeing that, Andre narrowed his eyes with apprehension. He was surprised that the other Godkings immediately felt the existence of the codex. So, to prepare, he examined the seal for the whole time, while looking at every possible combination to open it.
Three minutes later, he was shocked when his Clairvoyant State suddenly vanished, with the prisms collapsing in itself, as if it was returning to the void. "W-What's happening?" Andre exclaimed with confusion.
"Your Clairvoyant State has ended." Out of nowhere, a voice that made Andre feel the vicissitudes of time pass through him resounded around him, as if its existence enveloped him.
"W-Who are you?" Andre asked nervously. As someone who lived since time began, this was the first time that a voice made him feel insignificantly young.
"I am someone, no one, something, nothing. I myself do not really know what I am. What I know is I have existed ever since I existed." The voice replied.
Andre scrunched his eyebrows, trying to make sense of what it said. After a while of not understanding it, he then asked the voice the question that he wanted to know, "What is the Clairvoyant State? How can I use it again?"
"That, I can answer." The voice responded, "The Clairvoyant State makes one able to see the future events and the causality of everything and anything. It usually could not be used intentionally as it delves into the greater laws and goes against the grand laws that regulate causality and karma. Those who use it would be affected by an assault from the Consciousness of The Universe. No one could anticipate how the Consciousness would punish the user, but as the universe has it, everything is affected by Karma."
"Then, how can the Mellontikòs Rune give the host the ability to use the Clairvoyant State intentionally?"
When the voice heard his question, it chuckled in an amused kind of way, "You did not use it intentionally, it was granted to you temporarily. If you can use it intentionally, you wouldn't have been asking me this now." It replied.
"Then, what is the Mellontikòs Rune? Is it from the Great Beyond, created by the Creator? Is it created by someone that is related to me? Am I the Creator's Avatar?"
It was unknown what the voice was feeling when it laughed out loud. After a while, the voice replied to him with a giggle, "The Mellontikòs Rune you are talking about that is left inside you is an inferior copy of an inferior rune that is copied from another rune from the universe that is create from another rune. As for your other question, you do have an aura of a Creator, but I do not recognize his spirit, so maybe he is a Creator."
"A Creator? What do you mean? Isn't he The Creator?" Andre extended another question which wasn't clear to him.
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