Rising

///June 30th, 2213\\\

 Life had been good in the last 3 years since anime got fucking nuked. I had divided the United Monarchy of Memes into the Scientific Commonwealth of Memes. We have expanded greatly since the war ended. We owned 3 superclusters, Horologium Supercluster, Saraswati Supercluster and the Caelum Supercluster. Maemia rests in the Caelum Supercluster. Our territories covered 7,330,000,000,000,000,000 light years. A close ally from the war days was also expanding. Ryan had come out of retirement a few months ago for as of yet unknown reasons. He was re-elected in a landslide. Like me he was 200 years old. He could slow time down by 500 million percent. He slowed his and his girlfriend kyla's aging process while I just existed outside of the physical realm. Aging didn't affect me. Im immortal. The RSA owned 4 super clusters, The Laniakea Supercluster, The Ryanic Supercluster, The Kylin Supercluster and they claimed the main cluster that CRINGE operated with back in the Weeaboo Resistance days. They had 6,230,000,000,000,000,000 light years. My recon teams had been reporting that Ryan was mobilizing troops though we aren't sure why. He's been in military overdrive since he got re-elected in mid march. I was currently overviewing the construction of I of I, the Institute of Intellectualism. It was the fifth commonwealth on Maemia. It took up a massive chunk of the previously untouched island of Azria. It was said to be the birthplace of Azraguel the Conqueror, a legend who allegedly united the ancient memeans 50000 years ago from an unnamed threat. I had met an Azraguel in 2081 when I went to train. I asked about the legend, they share memories and there was one called the savior but the memories further back are fuzzy. So maybe. I thought it was fitting to have the Institute a new savior of us and of science to be placed here. The underground building was done, this was the upper part. It'd be done in a few days. I thought for my ship and a few seconds later my ship, Pridewealth, appeared. I had a nanochip inserted into my neocortex and when I gave the command for my ship, it'd fly to me. I walked across the dark green glass to my hovering ship with the platform wing lowered. I walked up to it, hopped on and it raised to the door which spun and opened. I walked in and sat in the pilot chair. I enjoyed flying the ship. I didn't need to use the alcubierre mode, which is where it hovered and used the alcubierre drive to move faster than light. Here I just used normal energy propulsion. As I rose the ship and moved the stick forward and Pridewealth accelerated across the ocean a small 4 inch tall figure made of shadow with no neck and long limbs and two glowing green eyes. Fuckin Akaalist. He was a minor eldritch entity who was given to me by Azraguel the Legend 132 years ago. He was a little annoying but he wasn't evil like some of the other big players like the old cringe gods. That outer god and great old one we killed a while back. We still had no clue who those people were that helped us before disappearing. We know that I am Azraguel in a 'Megaverse' and one of the people who helped in that last battle was the son of Azraguel the Demon. He told me that there were 3 splits of Azraguel, 3 versions of me with immense godly power. Azraguel the Demon, who in early days took the form of a powerful demon and was technically the template for the other two. Azraguel the Legend came after a near death experience when the timeline split and Azraguel became more spiritual and focused on the spiritual energy and focus. Azraguel the Ashlord is evil. A group called The Council killed his girlfriend and he went full psycho. He made a deal with an enemy of Azathoth for the ability to get his vengeance, it cost him his soul and while he became the embodiment of vengeance, he also became the embodiment of rage. He killed most of the council before being stopped by his comrades. He started an empire and turned whole planets to ash. He burned Azathoth, an extremely powerful outer god, to death. Then once he was done he turned to his old friends who he felt betrayed him and began annihilating them until one went back and time and corrected the timeline making a time loop he eventually escaped. Ironically the Ashlord is behind anime and the shit over there. He created the event that created him. I wish I got the chance to see this place. But Joule left before I could ask him.

"How's the Institute?" Akaalist asked.

"Im surprised you care, ya little eldritch imp,"

"Oi, I may be an imp but I don't take shit from you dickwad," he said.

He was a gift from The Legend, I had some minor energy manipulation, he helped focus it. I could take in energy and re-use. It definitely had its uses. Pridewealth was shooting across the ocean as Akaalist hovered above my shoulder. I saw land approaching. That was Esskol Keep. It was an island fortress just off the coast of the Essex Commonwealth, my home. I began turning to head toward Doge City in the Doggeck Basin of the Primeridian Range. I began pulling up. I quickly broke the crowd barrier, where I saw the Circle Peaks, the tops of the mountains that protected Doge City. I hovered when I got within the barrier. I focused for a second a blue keypad appeared on my hand. I typed in the code which brought up a holographic screen contouring to my forearm. I tapped the program called "Pridewealth Autocontrol" and it immediately connected and got my location. I tapped the thing that said "Meme Palace Pridewealth Dock; go to." The holoscreen closed and the ship began descending. I saw the sprawling city below. Steel skyscrapers branching from the ground to on the mountain with homes carved from the rock. All the way up. The ship spun as a piece of rock moved and a black concrete landing pad extended. About a thousand feet above was the castle which was cut into most of the rock here. Over 200 thousand square feet. The ship perfectly landed on the pad and the pad pulled back in and the rock closed seamlessly into the rock. The seatbelts unlatched themselves and I walked to the door which spun open when I got near. Dock workers moved to check on the ship as the wing platform moved down and I stepped off. I decided to relax and let the nanobotic-synthetic skin recharge. As I walked the skin on my entire arm began turning into a silvery cloud along with my left hand and down my back and nearly half my face and chest and my left leg. I walked into the elevator which took me to my office room. A large cube carved from the rock with a back window overlooking the city. My desk was made of wood and I used a recliner chair instead of a typical office chair. The silvery cloud rushed into a small cube on my desk to recharge. I got to work on my autobiography. I can't believe it's been three years of peace.

I had been working for an hour when there was a series of loud booms. I leapt out of my recliner and looked out the window. Smoke was rising from the east side of Doge City.

"Well fuck," Akaalist said. There was a loud rumble as the rockslide began. Homes in the mountain and skyscrapers stretching from the mountain were the first to be annihilated. About half a city block was leveled at the bottom. The nanobots shot from the charging station and covered my appendages. Turning into skin. I opened my hand and Akaalist lost his shape and turned into a bolt that shot to my hand solidifying into the dark, old leather wrapped around the slightly curved handle of the jagged black crystal blade. The blade, made of black crystal, was jagged jutting out slightly and certain areas curving and become fork like at the top bend. At the base of the blade was a series of changing letters. The letters were Akaalist's name in his eldritch language. It was part of the trouble in understanding the eldritch. The history written by them in their language is constantly changing. Frost melted on the blade. I jumped out of the window. Armor flew out from a compartment below me. It was geometric and angular, made for high speed air travel. I fell into the suit and Akaalist briefly turned into a gas before re-solidifying. I shot forward to Eastern Doge City. I spun and dropped out of the suit when it approached and landed resummoning Akaalist. Police and EMTs were already on the scene. I walked over to a rock and placed my sword on the rock. I felt for the energy and the matter. Its state of being. Then I destroyed it. It simply disappeared. I took my sword and began spin slashing my way through boulders. EMTs followed behind collecting the people I discovered. I could whack through the mountain. So I focused. Felt the minute separation between rock and collapsed rock. I focused as Akaalist began glowing green and vibrating as beads of sweat began condensing on my forehead. I screamed and stabbed the sword into the ground and the collapsed rock turned to gas. The sword turned into a cloud of black smoke and fell shifting to only my perception as the smoke formed the shape of Akaalist as I dropped to one knee panting.

"Thanks," I panted.

"No problem, it's what I was brought here to do," Akaalist said as a two dimensional oval of swirling shadows appeared and he stepped into it disappearing for now. I used series of adjustments of gravity to leap back to my office. It was almost seven at night but I was fucking burnt. I walked through my office to my lavish bedroom. My most recent wife had died about 5 years ago at age 83. People aged, but I didn't. My numerous children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, great-great-great-grandchildren, and my new recently born great-great-great-great-grandson all seemed to have a long life considering all but two were still alive. One died in combat in the DWW and the other died in a motorcycle accident in Lornwell last year. I passed out.