Chapter 54

Lexi's heart beat against her ribcage as she gazed into according to the detestation that had once been Lowell. His very presence appeared to siphon the glow from the air, projecting a harsh pall over the woods. "What have you done, you fool?" she snarled, her voice bound with a combination of dread and repugnance. "Do you know what you've permitted to grab hold inside you?" The tainted werewolf tossed back his head and released a grinding snicker that creeped Lexi out. "Goodness, I know exactly what power flows through my veins," he grated, his words misshaped by the distorted combination of his new structure. "The encapsulation of blankness itself, the extraordinary unmaker that will scour all presence from this forlorn reality." Ringlets of shadowy embodiment spread out from Lowell's transformed body, squirming like living things as they connected towards Lexi with getting a handle on paws. She jumped back, her wolf impulses taking over as she exposed her teeth in a wild growl. "You're a psycho on the off chance that you want to control such a power," she spat. "The antimatter is the direct opposite of all creation, a careless drive towards outright nothingness. It will consume you similarly as promptly as it does all the other things." Lowell's unusual highlights bent into a joke of a smile. "Control it?" he murmured. "You credulous kid, I'm simply its willing vessel, a channel through which its obliterating power can stream openly and unobstructed." As though to accentuate his words, the shadows encompassing him beat and expanded, filling in force until they scratched out the actual light of the woodland. Lexi could feel the harsh load of the antimatter's presence pushing ahead upon her, a stifling power that appeared to drain her actual strength. "Could you not sense it, minimal Alpha?" Lowell insulted. "The unyielding walk of obscurity, the disentangling of all that you hold dear? Your valuable werewolf packs, your pitiful thoughts of request and reality - all will be deleted, decreased to the indistinct void from whence they came." Lexi coarseness her teeth, declining to give any outward indication of the trepidation that ripped at her inner parts. She had overcome endless dangers, gazed demise in the eye on additional events than she could count. Be that as it may, this element, this living encapsulation of nothingness, was not normal for anything she had at any point experienced. "On the off chance that you think I'll sit around and allow you to release such pulverization, you're not kidding," she growled, her hooks stretching out as she hunched in a fight prepared position. Yet again lowell tossed back his head and giggled, the sound grinding against Lexi's ears like nails on a blackboard. "Your grandiosity is outstanding, at the end of the day useless," he scoffed. "You can't start to understand the sheer, vast extent of the antimatter's power." As though to delineate his point, he expanded a wound, shadowy appendage towards a close by tree. At his simple touch, the antiquated oak appeared to shrivel and rot, its once-energetic bark disintegrating to clean as the very life was siphoned from its trunk. "A simple taste of what's to come," Lowell murmured, his consuming eyes fixed on Lexi with perverted merriment. "Envision that equivalent entropy amplified a millionfold, a billionfold, until not a solitary bit of presence stays immaculate by the antimatter's destructive touch." Lexi's stomach agitated at the idea, her psyche faltering from the sheer, impossible extent of such destruction. To delete their reality, yet the whole universe, the actual texture of reality itself - it was an idea so tremendous, so completely unimaginable that it made no sense and reason. However, as she looked at the contorted detestation that Lowell had become, she knew without a tiny hint of uncertainty that he talked reality. The substance that had flourished inside him was no simple power of obliteration, no brief upheaval to be endured and survived. No, the efilnulnilnanogedonic antimatter was the harbinger of the end, the bearer of valid, outright nothingness. If it somehow managed to be released in its full, horrible brilliance, it would unwind the actual groundworks of presence, decreasing all of creation to a shapeless, unending void. A virus bunch of fear bent in Lexi's stomach as the weightiness of their circumstance settled upon her like a cover. How is it that they could expect to remain against such an inconceivable power? What power, what weapons did they have that really might expect to stem the tide of all out insensibility? As though detecting her rising fear, Lowell smiled malevolently, his curved look a twisted spoof of win. "You see it currently, don't you?" he scratched, his voice a dissonant chaos of 1,000 anguished cries. "The pointlessness of obstruction, the certainty of the end." Lexi strained, her muscles wound like a spring as she arranged to send off herself at the evil entity. She realized it was a frantic, reasonable useless demonstration - however she would be condemned in the event that she went down easily. However, before she could strike, an unexpected quake undulated through the ground, almost making her lose her balance. Lowell's shadowy structure flashed and faltered, his consuming eyes extending in what nearly seemed like shock. "No..." he grated, his voice bound with a feeling that Lexi had never remembered to hear from the defiled werewolf - dread. "It can't be..." Another quake shook the timberland, this one more rough than the last. The air developed thick and severe, accused of an electric strain that raised the hairs on the rear of Lexi's neck. Then, all of a sudden, a blinding flare of light ejected from the sky above, washing the backwoods in a brilliance so extreme that Lexi needed to deflect her eyes. She could feel its burning intensity singing her skin, the sheer force of the divine presentation almost driving her to her knees. When finally the light blurred, Lexi flickered the spots from her vision - and felt her breath get in her throat at the sight that welcomed her. Floating over the timberline, wreathed in an air of popping energy, was a figure dissimilar to any she had at any point seen. It seemed humanoid in shape, yet its structure appeared to shine and mutilate, as though it existed on numerous planes of presence all the while. Lexi could detect the sheer, overpowering power transmitting from the being, a power so immense, so immeasurably intense that it predominated even the could of the Alphas. What's more, as her look met its, she ended up gazing into eyes that ignited with the force of 1,000 suns, eyes that appeared to pierce into the actual profundities of her spirit. "See, offspring of the earth," the substance articulated, its voice resounding with a weight that severely impacted Lexi. "I'm Aurumancer, first among the Luminants, gatekeepers of creation's fire." Lowell let out a choked cry, his shadowy structure pulling back as though burned by the Luminant's simple presence. "Impossible..." he scratched, his curved elements twisted in an outflow of unadulterated, pure fear. "The ancestors can't meddle, not in this realm..." Aurumancer's consuming look fixed upon the undermined werewolf, and Lexi truly thought she saw a glint of revulsion cross the Luminant's highlights. "Your pomposity has no limits, harbinger of the void," he thundered. "To accept that we would stand around as you endeavored to disentangle the actual embroidery of presence." With a simple flex of its will, Aurumancer released a burning spear of energy that immersed Lowell's shadowy structure. The tainted werewolf yelled in misery, his cries resonating through the timberland like the howls of the cursed. Yet again yet, even as the Luminant's surge proceeded, Lexi could see the shadows starting to mix, transforming and recovering with startling pace. Lexi watched with sickening dread as Lowell's undermined structure appeared to disregard Aurumancer's singing attack, the shadows recovering quicker than the Luminant could unwind them. A virus bunch of fear bent in her stomach - in the event that the actual begetters couldn't stem the tide of the antimatter's propel, what trust did they have of enduring its disastrous wrath? However, even as depression took steps to overpower her, she saw an unpretentious change in Aurumancer's bearing. The Luminant's structure appeared to burst ever more brilliant, its brilliance escalating until it was almost blinding. Lexi could feel the crude power exuding from the heavenly being, a power so huge, so immeasurably strong that it made the could of the Alphas fail to measure up. Then, at that point, with a deafening blast that shook the very earth, Aurumancer released a downpour of singing energy not at all like anything Lexi had at any point seen. The actual air appeared to light, immersing Lowell's shadowy structure in an all-consuming fire of unadulterated, glowing fierceness. Briefly, everything appeared to hang in winded suspension, the woodland absolutely still put something aside for the popping thunder of the Luminant's surge. Then, similarly as Lexi thought for even a second to trust that the fight may be won, a sound dissimilar to any she had heard lease the air - a spirit breaking cry of unadulterated, pure invalidation. The shadows flooded and expanded, blending into a transcending behemoth of total obscurity that obliterated the actual sky. Furthermore, as Lexi watched in mounting repulsiveness, a couple of consuming eyes glimmered into reality inside the bothering frenzy - eyes that ignited with the commitment of outright, everlasting blankness. At that time, Lexi realize that they had awoken something undeniably more horrible than they might have at any point envisioned. The genuine substance of the efilnulnilnanogedonic antimatter had been uncovered, and it was a sight that cooled her blood and shook her deeply. For on the off chance that even the could of the begetters couldn't stop its unyielding development, what expectation stayed for the endurance of their reality, their world - their actual presence?