Villain of my own novel



"P-papa..." Eunomia called out, gazing at Eshwar, who stood in front of her with a small but bright smile on his face. Eunomia's senses were gradually adjusting to her physical body without her knowledge, so when she finally noticed that she now had a physical body, to her bewilderment, she used her knowledge as her omniscience began to act, and in an instant, she got "used" to her physical body.

Curiously, she glanced around and saw her mother, Isha, and other beings named Grace, Neal, Reynolds, Hannah, Charlie, Zu'e, Marcia, Okisada, Alexandru, and Godred. Of course, she knew their names because she "knew" "everything," and she could even "see" a white, grief-stricken soul's energy blocking their vocal cords, rendering them unable to speak.

"Control your omniscience and omnipresence." Eshwar said in a gentle voice, to which Eunomia gratefully nodded her head and controlled her omniscience and omnipresence since she wanted to innu enjoy the current moment, and before she rushed towards the mother, whom she had only been able to converse with until recently, she wanted to "feel" the warmth of the person who created her.

"Papa." Eunomia exclaimed and gently pushed off from the ground and wrapped her small hands around Eshwar's neck as tears began to stream out of her eyes, grateful for the fact that her father, no, her papa, had thought about her and made her manifest in reality after literally bending it.

"You can live your dream now." Eshwar's gentle, emotion-filled whisper sounded in her ear, to which she began to sob uncontrollably yet cutely, which wasn't on purpose. She had only ever mentioned her dream of living peacefully and physically with him and Isha, whom she had heard about only in Eshwar's stories filled with sadness, once, but as soon as those words left her energy-formed mouth, she regretted it, because now that arguably nigh-impossible wish would itch in her consciousness as long as she existed, but not once had she thought that Eshwar remembered her ever-so lightly yet wishfully mentioned dream and would even make her dream a reality.

SNAP-!

After a snap of Eshwar's fingers,

"Eunomia...." Isha gently called out as soon as her vocal cords were free to voice, but before rushing towards them, unable to take in the surprises she received in the last few minutes, she, who was standing on her feet to rush towards Eunomia, whom she had been calling daughter, slumped back on the throne that Eshwar had left intact after blowing up everything in the room.

Receiving a few gentle taps on her back, Eunomia disappeared from Eshwar's gentle, love-filled, and protective embrace and appeared on Isha's lap as she looked up at her mother with big, round, love-craving puppy eyes.

"Haha..." Isha chuckled pitifully as tears streamed out her eyes, hugged her daughter, whom she had yearned to meet, and pleaded with her soon-to-be husband to make her wish come true, ever since she had spoken and learned that she had a daughter who was an omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent being.

Eunomia didn't like the way she was united with her mother and subconsciously used her omniscience against Isha. She gazed at her father after learning about the situation and noticed a heartbroken, pitiful smile on his face, but instead of calling out for him, understanding the words hidden in his eyes, Eunomia shifted her gaze to face her mother and hugged her compassionately.

But,

Just because she didn't call out her papa, it didn't necessarily mean that she wouldn't voice her concerns.

[She is hurt badly, papa.] Eunomia stated this telepathically.

[I know.] And Eshwar's hurt voice sounded in her consciousness in a heartbeat.

SNAP-!

ZZWOOOSH-!!!

With a snap of Eshwar's fingers, nine blank status windows appeared in front of each of them, including Eunomia.

Understanding that Eshwar was going to start the end game, Eunomia nodded her head in agreement, since it would be better to end things quickly than gaze at the devastation gradually spreading and devouring the world.

ZZZT-ZZT-!!

With a few glitches, the blank screen in front of them flickered before all nine screens displayed different locations but the same scenarios: all nine screens displayed a city or a forest in ruins, but each one of the spots displayed had a humongous, city towering poles planted into the ground, seemingly waiting for them to be hammered into the ground.

"Eshwar, we are done!" All nine of them said in unison. The nine of them on the screens were none other than the Veil's; Frostine, Ash, Clifford, Dominic, Belinda, Gerry, Greg, Simon, and Amanda.

"Please, release "them" out." Eshwar's cold voice resounded, and Eunomia could feel a subtle shudder cruise through Isha's, her mother's, body.

With a wave of her left hand beside "her" throne, a large, 7-foot-tall portal appeared, and soon, it spat out familiar people, namingly: Seo Hana, Katline, Katharine, Violet, Seol So-Young, Jiwoo, Henry, Core, Arngrim, Louie, and finally, Heath Walker, who stumblingly walked out and gazed around in an understanding yet confused gaze before shuddering violently in fright when their gazes landed on Eshwar's back.

Henry and Heath fell butt first on the ground as they trembled violently. Though the rest were also trembling, they hadn't lost their footing, which made the scene look like only the guilty were trembling uncontrollably.

The portal was Isha's personal "God Domain's" subspace, where even living beings could be kept, just as non-living things were kept in a separate sub-space, similar to the system's inventory. Of course, like a few MCs in the novels, that skill was exclusively Isha's; not even Eshwar could do something even close to what she can.

"Omnipresence: World Breaker." Eshwar mumbled under his breath, and his body just crumbled into minute pieces, the numbers nearing billions. Which seemed to have brought back memories that Isha never hoped to see again, as she began to tremble uncontrollably and clenched onto Eunomia, who sat on her lap. Of course, if Eunomia wasn't as strong as she was, her body would have busted like a bubble, but thankfully all her powers were still with her, instilled into her new physical body.

But,

"Mumma, it hurts." Eunomia said in a hurt voice, and jolting Isha out of her trance, but before Eunomia said that she was alright and voiced her words that said she simply stated those words to distract Isha from her trance, Isha waved her hand around Eunomia as multiple layers of her dense, pure divinity enveloped Eunomia, as Isha began to mumble under her breath, "What have I done? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, ..." which continued like a chant as more tears began to stream out of Isha's eyes, making Eunomia feel guilty for speaking out those words. Of course, no matter how strong or how omnipotent she was, she was still a five-hundred-year-old kid who wanted her mother's attention.

But,

Isha's state definitely wasn't optimal, and it would continue to distort if she didn't grab onto her courage and speak with Eshwar and speak her mind out.

[Please, stop!] Eshwar's enraged and hurt voice abruptly sounded in Isha's mind, and since Eunomia still had her omniscience slightly active on Isha, she too was able to hear her papa's voice. Isha, who heard Eshwar's voice in her mind, froze before looking down with her head on Eunomia's shoulder, crying.

[Eunomia, turn it off.] Eshwar's first ever "father"-like words sounded in Eunomia's consciousness, and understanding that she was intruding on their private talk, she concealed her omniscience with a pout since Eshwar's head had gotten angry at her.

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[Isha, please....] Eshwar's pleading voice sounded in Isha's mind; she had never heard him so hurt, which instead of calming her down as she tried to stop sobbing, made her sob out even louder because all the moments where Eshwar had been hurt flashed in her mind, as those memories were crossed off as fake or emotions he "decided" to deliberatly show her, making her believe that nothing he "showed" her was ever true, maybe even his love....

THROB!

Her heart clenched at the mere thought of that, and again, her mind drifted to the moment he had proposed to her in his consciousness. It was such a beautiful day for her, and just the thought of them being fake made her feel like her heart was being shredded into pieces.

THROB

"Huk.....ah..." Isha began to hiccup as she sobbed, and at that exact moment, her consciousness drifted, and before her blurred, teary eyes cleared up, her consciousness had already appeared in an extremely familiar yet unfamiliar place. She could tell with a mere, teary, glance that she was in Eshwar's consciousness; that was unlike what it had been before.

There was a never-ending, ever-expanding glass-like crack above with nothing but void seen inside. In his consciousness, that seemed like outer space with hundreds of Earths spinning in their own respective directions, with their own unique sides where moonlight and sunlight shone on them.

And in front of her was a figure who was clad in black, with light-devouring smoke oozing out of his formals. The figure was, of course, none other than Eshwar, the original Eshwar.

But the weird thing Isha was exposed to was that his figure had the right, upper half of his head exploded, as more and more glass-like pieces were seen flying off of his head into the void above, and a similar scene was seen on his chest; the spot where his heart existed had exploded with a void visible inside of it.

Eshwar took a simple step forward towards her but froze when he saw Isha take a step back...

And at that scene, the void in his heart darkened, and another small piece of his upper, half exploded head began to float up into the void above.

"Ha, hahaha, hahahahaha...." Eshwar's pained, hysterical, and hollow laughter resounded throughout his consciousness as pitch-black shackles materialised out from the void above before they chained Eshwar's neck, but they halted before the others reached the rest of his limbs and ethereal divine organs.

"Isha, please, don't be like this.... A few minutes of talk is all it takes for me to explain myself...."

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