Galaxy's First Ruler
Chapter 243: IT

4th Quadrant

Forgotten Realm

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This realm spanned the area of many and many light-years, but even then there were no stars. What it didn't have any shortage of were rogue planets and their moons.

But with no source of light, how could there be any life? 

Such were the scholars' thoughts for countless years. Then some Dreamers marched into this region and stumbled onto a planet. Life should not have existed there. But to their surprise, they found it, and this life was thriving. How and why this was possible was kept confidential for many years.

Until the Hallowed Phantoms made their Galactic debut.

In the thick of this region, there was a planet. This planet had no life, and it was almost frozen. But it had two moons, and one of the moons was the base of the most wanted organisation in the Galaxy.

Locals of this moon had named this frozen planet Geo-J752.

Within one moon, under the depths of its deep valleys, lay the Palace. Inside the Kings' chamber, King Nagendra had his eyes closed and his ears perked up, always in the state of hearing whispers. It didn't matter if these whispers were consequential or inconsequential. All things that deserved to be whispered about were crucial secrets to the King.

And the King knew, hidden among the most common people, there were some whispers which could even topple the power structures of the Galaxy.

Suddenly, the King's eyes shot opened. His pupils were like two glossy black volcanic rocks, and a bright red fire kept flashing within them. A smile came upon his old face, but soon the pain in his left hand made him frown.

He turned his head to look in a direction and mumbled to himself.

"Haha! Emperor Swordless… I told you that brat is impulsive."

*

4th Quadrant

Royal Palace, Queen's Chamber

There wasn't much to do for Queen Eluned. She was the youngest among the Kings of other kingdoms, but still old enough to be called an Ancestor herself.

Eluned was sprawled on the sofa and kept playing with the empty glass cylinder in her hand. From time to time she looked in a particular direction, and not finding anything out of place, resumed her position.

"Your majesty, something needs to be done. Boud…"

An old man was standing a few feet away from the Queen. It was the same old man who had brought Boudicca to Queen last time, too. His face was still clean, but there was a hint of a frown and disgust on his face. He was about to say the name, but the sudden rise of Eluned's brows made him stop.

"… I… I mean… Duchess Boudicca has stolen an ancient scroll. According to the rules…"

"Who am I?"

The Queen nonchalantly asked, taking the old man by surprise.

"Huh?!"

"I asked… Who am I?"

Eluned stood up and approached the old man. She was even taller than Boudicca, and thus, as she towered over him, it almost looked like a goddess was looking down at a mere mortal.

The Old man touched the insignia on his chest pocket as if it was giving him strength, and taking a deep breath, defiantly said.

"You are Queen Eluned…"

"No…" Eluned shook her head and casually spoke out as if giving a fact.

"I AM the Rules."

"…"

Gulp!

The old man gulped as his throat became dry. He was about to say something when Eluned's dark black eyes gave out a blue flash.

Crunch! Tink!

The glass cylinder broke by her raging grip and she let out a cry which sent the old man flying out of the chamber, breaking every wall possible.

BOOM!

"HAGEN! YOU MOTHERF…"

*

3rd Quadrant

Rosalia

Aldrich, from the Shadow World, gazed at the stupendous sight of that point of light traversing the distance from the fissure to the two spirits.

At one moment, it looked like it was slow. But in another moment, it felt this speed couldn't be possible for anything to attain. Even the two Divine Spirits had got to know about its presence by now.

Vritra let go of the Golden Luan's neck and was about to uncoil itself. Golden Luan, heavily injured by the foot and then the venom, was also about to fade away. Alas, the point of light didn't give them any chance. This point of light became a streak of light as it approached the spirits. It was like the path of a blade, swung by an inexperienced swordsman.

Lacking in strength, but straight.

For a moment, Aldrich could have sworn that he glimpsed a silhouette of an unworldly large man holding a sword, and cutting down at the two creatures. As Aldrich etched this scene into his bones, he saw the point of light passing through the two spirits and fading into the distance.

No sound and no boom.

No exaggerated Ktch, Katcha, or Katchakk!!!

It was ordinary.

An ordinary piece of iron, thrown by an ordinary man, and resulting in an ordinary outcome.

Aldrich was dumbfounded at this scene. On the ground, Boudicca and Maya coughed out a mouthful of blood, making them come out of their stupor. In the sky, he saw as the Golden Luan's two wings separated themselves from its body and turned to countless golden birds before fading away. He also saw Vritra's head getting cut off like butter and then the entire head also burst into countless snakes.

These snakes weren't in the image of Vritra. They were of different races, but all shared one common thing. They all represented Vritra's authority over snake-based mythical creatures in the Galaxy. As Vritra hadn't cancelled its summoning yet, these snakes rained down on the planet and around it like countless raindrops.

This was the exact moment Aldrich had been waiting for.

"If we can get our hands on even one of them…"

Slurp!!

Aldrich mumbled, and beside him, Sha kept licking her thin lips as she looked at so many delicacies. Aldrich let his mind race, and brought the data about the snakes in his mind, as he kept looking at all of them.

But…

Time and Fate didn't seem to favour Aldrich anymore.

RUMBLEEEE!!!

The entire world quaked, and one more fissure appeared in space. But the size of this fissure could have made even the Dream Origin World Tree look tiny. As the fissure opened, like the parting of a veil, Aldrich's mind seemed to have gained another consciousness that kept repeating these words to him.

"Don't look… Don't you dare look at IT."

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