The Book of Abbadon

A Losing Battle

You blink your eyes and before you can say anything back, the dock underneath your feet instantly disappears along with your father and you splash into the cosmic water beneath you. Your immediate instinct is to swim upwards, but you quickly realize that you're not surrounded by water at all as you slowly sink downward into the infinite ocean of multiverses. As you descend, you begin to peer into the multiverses around you, each one containing an infinite amount of universes that possesses their own similar and dissimilar traits to one another. You're captivated by the intricacies and design of each individual world within each galaxy within each universe inside each of the multiverses surrounding you, and observing the sheer number of them puts into perspective how grand and vast The Holy Omniverse really is. Then, suddenly, you witness what appears to be shadowy black roots reaching outwards from one of the distant multiverses and spreading to the surrounding ones, slowly corrupting them and assimilating them into a black mass of nothingness that devours existence like a virus. You watch as entire worlds, galaxies and universes dissipate before your eyes like a force of nature that the Gods of said universes are unable to stop; and you feel a deep sense of dread as you watch one Valghul effortlessly overpower entire pantheons of Gods in battle within one universe inside each of the multiverses. You hear countless Gods’ agonizing cries of fighting a hopeless fight, and you notice that when a Valghul kills a God in one universe, that God ceases to exist across all of them.

The black mass continues to spread, consuming existence until there's not a single multiverse visible around you and you're fully enveloped in a dark emptiness that's a dark contrast to the beauty and intricacy that was once blooming with life. You continue to descend into this nothingness until your feet touch some sort of solid ground and you reach the bottom of this quiet and still abyss that’s devoid of reality. As you stand alone in this nothingness, you begin to feel an imminent and unexplainable sense of danger and urgency, almost as if you're being watched from all sides by thousands of ravenous monsters that wish to tear you limb from limb, and the feeling of hopelessness begins to pierce your soul as the abyss attacks your psyche. You’re unable to move, trapped in a state of unbeing that lacks space and time as you stand completely still at the mercy of this nothingness, and as you continue drowning deeper and deeper into the hopelessness that's consuming your heart and mind, you finally realize where you are and why you're feeling this way…

This place must be The Null.

“ 𝕴 𝖘𝖊𝖊. 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙’𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑… 𝕴𝖙 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙'𝖛𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖒. 𝕴 𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖉𝖎𝖉𝖓'𝖙 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊… 𝕹𝖔𝖙 𝖞𝖊𝖙, 𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖙. “

Uphedis’s omnipresent voice echoes from all directions. Then, almost instantly, the abyss begins to transform and shift into the signature ominous red glow that's associated with Valghuli and their power until you make out the shape of a titanic and terrifying face that's looking down at you with bright white pupils. You feel like nothing more than a speck of dust as you tilt your head back, stricken with fear as you make eye contact with this abyssal demon that dwarfs you in size, and it reveals its jagged teeth to you as it puts on a sinister grin before speaking again.

“ 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊, 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚? 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙'𝖛𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖑 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝖒𝖊… 𝕴𝖙 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖇𝖊𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖙𝖍, 𝕬𝖇𝖇𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖓. 𝕴 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖞 𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖘 𝖒𝖞 𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖇𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖊 𝕴 𝖔𝖈𝖈𝖚𝖕𝖞 𝕿𝖔𝖒'𝖘 𝖛𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖑, 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖞 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖍, 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖊𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌? “