ZARATHUSTRA

Intervening

Zarathustra stared outside of his palace. He was tasked with taking out Lucifer..again.

He had done it in the past but this time would be absolutely effortless for him. However for him. That hadn't truly sank in yet...he still perceived Lucifer as a threat. A danger to the exenoverse.

While this was true it wasn't truly registered into Zarathustra's brain. He could say "he's dangerous" which he is. However to him, he is but a horse with a broken leg.
A being who needs to be put down.

Horoth: master we are also receiving distress signals coming from gods who are also in the are-

Zarathustra: I can see that. It's them...

Zarathustra looked out into seemingly open space, staring out into the vibrating shell of twinkling white. The exenoverse had always been like a pearl. The surrounding void around it was white and opaque. Nothing existed out beyond the shell of the exenoverse. Aside from the three xenogods governing from the shell.

Back when Zarathustra was not a xenogod, he would never not be surprised by the adversity of the exenoverse. With nearly an infinite amount of universes, multiverses, timelines, dimensions. It was exciting and new, every day.

But now.

Zarathustra knew all. He was shown all and thrown into a prison. To put simply.

Revelation killed Ty Romeave , and birthed Zarathustra from the flaming wreckage.

Zarathustra put on his limiting braces. He reached for one and placed it over his left wrist. It floated and then pulsates, letting out a reverberated droning noise, before snapping into his wrist with a loud clank. He let the other limiter onto his right wrist as it shook and clamped around his forearm. Zarathustra's dull eyes reflected off the pure gold surface of the limit brace.

Zarathustra: you never did tell me about the purpose of these bindings.

A horoth turned its head away from a small panel and stared at Zarathustra.

Horoth: master, it is there to help you control your power. It helps you keep innocent people safe, and lessens the side effects of your existence.

Zarathustra:...lessens?

Horoth: yes master.

Zarathustra looked up at the horoth.

Zarathustra: so they still....

Horoth: yes master, they still can't withstand your presence without injury, however it does guarantee they do survive. Instead of melting away completely they are kept alive after this partial melt, and are able to carry on living.

Zarathustra remembers the mother and her daughter. And how they could barely be classified as human after he simply walked past them.

Zarathustra looked at his limiters...and took them off.

Horoth: master if you go like that! Innocent people will die! All because of your irresponsible nature!

Zarathustra: tell me..Would you like to live the rest of your days on a hospital bed. A giant pile of melted flesh and bone, unable to live without a machine, and having to live with the thought of a xenogod who burned them alive?

The horoth was silent but then looked down. Before he grabbed the limit braces and offers them to Zarathustra again.

Silence.

Ear splitting silence. Almost as if the constant drinking sound exuding from the exenoverse was ceased.

Zarathustra:....how about I turn you to a pile of molten rock? Then you can offer me those again.

The horoth was shaking. Though they didn't seem to be living, they where. The horoth quickly backed away as Zarathustra's glare pierced his soul.

For a second the horoth saw Zarathustra grit his teeth and his eyes roll back into his head. Right after, his head twitched back to facing forward, with an audible crackle.

Zarathustra: I'm leaving now.

Zarathustra then vanished as a shockwave rocked the exenoverse shell and destroyed the throne room.