The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

Chapter 245 : Sleeping Apocalypse.

"Fate is the driving force of-"

"AAARGH this again- fate means nothing to me!" Sol snapped. "What the fuck is wrong with you all!?" He grabbed his hand and started pulling at it, tearing out golden strands and roaring as the brilliance of his mana returned while the great vein above them dimmed and went black. "Fate this, fate that...

fate is bullshit, you're all fools..." Sol's left eye lit up and began bleeding golden blood again. "I'll show you, I'll prove to you," He dragged his fingers across his skin tearing his flesh and screeching while the general furrowed his bald brows and turned.

"This madman, I can't tell what he intends to do but I can tell it's dangerous, if I don't retreat now I'm as good as dead!" The Captain spun and burst into a sprint leaping off the surface and flying away with all the power he could muster within his broken body.

"You don't get to decide, no light, no darkness, no emissary, no captain, no emporium, no god, no human, no fucking fate gets to choose my life and death or those of anyone I love! Nobody! I live as I wish and I'll die when it suits me, I won't be ruled, I won't be governed!

I won't adhere to your laws and rules!!" Sol's teeth gnashed and broke becoming serrated and his nails grew sharp and tall accompanied by two horns growing from the sides of his head and curving forward.

Already half a galaxy away the captain turned and sighed when he saw a breach opening before him and then quickly began rushing towards it with his eyes trained on where Sol was supposed to be, but right as the vessel on the other side pierced the veil the Captain was skewered by the sharp end of Sol's hammer and held up like bait.

"What the hell is that?" The leader of the incoming vessel leaned forward when he saw what looked like a beast drive the back end of a hammer through someone.

"Sir, I can't find any more vitals, just these two... just that one," the man wearing the pilot's uniform spoke up and the leader sighed and held his forehead watching Sol flash the captain towards them and roar through the void.

"What do we do, that man who was just killed is unmistakably the first Captain, is this something we can handle?" A short woman next to the leader looked up at him, crimson eyes and white hair caught in a ponytail with glasses made her seem like an otherworldly librarian, and her small and soft stature similar to Arla's gave her the presence of a harmless individual.

Unlike the captain who had been mercilessly slain, the man she addressed as "sir" had no trace of the PowerPoint drug, nor did he have any signs of using the artificial Vatui formula, he had dark-tanned skin, short red hair and blue eyes contrasting them, he was wearing a battlesuit of the same colour as his hair and on his hip rested a traditional sword the same length as his arm.

"Genera." The short woman called again after the man spent an extended amount of time staring at Sol with his eyes wide and unblinking.

"This Godslayer managed to kill off an entire lesser armada by himself and then impressively he destroyed the First Captain's whole militia, I would lie if I said I'm not excited to meet him, after seeing what he just did to my captain I'm shaking for a chance to fight him, I haven't seen this level of warrior since the war, I haven't felt such bloodlust since the old days...!" The general grinned wickedly.

"He's looking at us, he wants us dead, he wants to tear us apart, it's fascinating seeing a true warrior after all this time!" He rested his hand on the handle of his sword.

Sol stared at them for several long seconds, the entire invasion from the captain's side had been dealt with, he had managed to fight off and kill them all from multiple fronts and leave no soldier alive, but here before him was someone who made his skin crawl when their eyes made four, this man in the red suit was someone he recognised from Jenifer's memories.

Viktor Flint; General of the 100th Armada.

A real monster of the Emporium had come this time; Viktor was hailed across the collective as one of the strongest of all time, his chaotic charisma coupled with his merciless dispatch of Vatui and Godslayer enemies made him renowned stemming from as far back as the war, Sol had to admit to himself that he didn't want to fight this man...

but if he was already here then he really didn't have a choice.

"I ...want to fight this creature, I want to spill his blood with my own hands," Viktor cackled staring at Sol but he made no move to carry out his desires, instead his smile slowly faded into a frown and his hand gently released his sword.

"Unfortunately, he has caused too much trouble, since the 100th has been destroyed I don't have the luxury of taking him lightly, have you found any indication of Ikaris's presence in this collective?" He looked at the short woman again and she lowered her glasses and stared for several seconds as her pupils rapidly dilated and shrunk and then stopped moving revealing her iris to be vertically slit.

"There are signs of her being in several places, Sir, and that Godslayer has the strongest scent on him, but for some reason, I can't find her anywhere."

"That's good enough, we can figure out what collective she fled to later, let's wrap things up here first, this collective stinks of Vatui activity, start at the oldest universe and work your way out, destroy everything."

"As ordered," The woman fixed her glasses again and saluted stepping towards the screen and appearing on the other side before Sol, holding her hand over her head and lowering a gun almost as large as herself appearing in sparks and flashes of nano-light.

"I will exterminate the largest," She stared at Sol as she spoke while he had frozen upon sensing her presence, she was not artificial like the others, this woman was a real Vatui, and judging by the power he sensed within her she was far above the Celestial Order; she was stronger than he was and yet he didn't hesitate as soon as her weapon settled in her grasp Sol appeared at her side swinging.

She didn't move a muscle, instead, it was the general who appeared at her side and blocked the hammer by casually placing the hilt of his sword in the way.

"Oho, he truly is strong." The general chuckled staring at Sol's shocked face. "Maybe if I had accompanied Warden as he had suggested upon discovering news of Ikaris I would have been able to fight you while you had the strength to resist me, but it is too late for such pleasantries now, Godslayer..."

"In the end," Lumi opened her eyes drawing everyone's attention to herself. "Fate was proven to be true."

General Flint smiled and waved his sword forcing Sol to block the weapon but shocking him out of his mind when the casual action sent him spiralling out of control and crashing through the barrier of the dead universe and flying so fast he crashed into another.

If that had been all then he would have simply rushed back and found some way to fight them, but after stopping and focusing his vision again he was met face to face with the General once more in the motion of slowly swinging his sheathed sword.

Something was off though, Sol's attention after he dodged the sloppy swing and retreated paces away he felt a pain in the core of his mana foundation, and immediately recognised this as a universe being killed, the Vatui woman, whatever she had fired had already torn through one and was on its way to the core of another with the ultimate goal being Origin where Darkness and Sitri were sealed.

It moved at impossible speeds but it wasn't instantaneous so Sol was able to react; he stuck his thumb out and stabbed himself in his chest with his nail using his blood as a catalyst and causing the entire collective to shift, on a smaller planetary scale nothing seemed to happen, but from the outside the entire collective had shifted causing the projectile to tear through the wall of another universe and harmlessly fly off into the passage.

"Sir..." The woman pressed her hand against her ear and called. "Did something happen, I lost contact with the main Comms for a moment there." Find adventures on m_v l|e'm-p y r

"Sure did." The general chuckled with his heel pressed against Sol's forehead and his sword pinning him down to the hilt through his chest on an asteroid. "This one is interesting, he injured himself and the entire collective shifted almost as if it resonated with him," He told her what happened from his side.

"He is stronger than he appears, I have seen Godslayers who can manipulate clusters inside of a collective, but this is the first time I have seen a collective bend to the will of one, it is almost a shame that he must die here today."

"... I won't." Sol grabbed the general's foot and tried pushing him away, but it was quickly proven to be an impossibility causing him to abandon the effort.

"The fuck are you even saying?" The general snickered. "You don't even have the strength to fight my second in command what the hell do you think you can do against me?" He asked and a moment later he was staring at a random star after hearing what sounded like someone snapped their fingers.

"...ah, how annoying," he turned around and caught Sol's punch crushing his fist and attempting to grab him but Sol vanished from his grasp and appeared mere feet away with his hand healed and his hair blazing again.

"I can't fight anymore." Sol lowered his gaze and then looked up at the General with a frown as his appearance reverted to his original Godslayer form. "This is the first time I've ever retreated from a fight."

"As if I'd allow you to-"

The general reached for Sol with all the speed he could access but failed to catch him several times consecutively. "Huh ...what the hell?"

"I said I'm retreating, it doesn't matter how much stronger than me you are, this is my domain, if I want to get away nothing can stop me, but don't worry, General Viktor Flint of the 100th, I'll remember today I'll remember how you all attacked me, I'll rembers how you tried murdering my wife and newborn, I'm never forgetting any of it, I'll let it grow within me and fester like the seed of hatred it is, I'll keep it close to my heart I'm coming after the Emporium with everything I've got ...and the next time we meet..." Sol extended his hands rapidly while the general tried reaching him again, the white in his eyes were replaced by black and the gold across his body turned to crimson as he began roaring creating an infinity between the two of them and preventing the man from touching him.

"I'LL BE RIDING WITH HELL BEHIND ME, I'LL BE COMING FOR YOU ALL, EMPORIUM FILTH!"

"No!" Finch roared and swung his sword in the empty space. "Fuck!"

"Sir?"

"Alert the Emporium, we have a real problem here, that boy is one of the most powerful Godslayers I've ever met, and the only one able to outpace me, if he finds the others it's gonna be chaos in the Grand Collective."

"He got away from you?" She fixed her glasses and released her gun watching it dismantle and condense into a ring which she caught and placed on her finger again. "How?"

"It doesn't matter, that might have been my only chance to get rid of him without a catastrophe, we need to set every sector on high alert, I've never seen eyes like those before, I have never felt this level of uneasiness until seeing his expression... we've awakened a sleeping Apocalypse."