Back on Kalpa, Akasha's main body sat cross-legged on a zafu. As usual he had Luna and Elysia on either side of him while Selene sat across from them. Kal was sitting on her bed they all were just casually chatting. After seeing the situation with his clone Akasha grinned a bit.
"The Cosmic Battlefield, huh? Well, this gives me the opportunity to try something out." He said before he closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, they were pure gold without any pupils.
Hearing his words Selene and Kal perked their ears up.
"And what's 'The Cosmic Battlefield'?" Selene asked.
Akasha looked at her for a moment and spoke
"Apparently it's a battlefield that's filled with treasures. However, it's a place that every Galaxy has access to."
Selene looked a bit shocked hearing this. She asked a few more questions relating to the whole situation before her curiosity was satisfied. Throughout the entire exchange Kal had a look of contemplation on her face.
Akasha noticed this didn't speak on it. Instead, he activated one of his Dao.
|Dao of Fate|
As he said this, he focused his intentions on to the cosmic battlefield. He wanted to observe the fate of the entire realm. With 100% comprehension in the Dao of Fate, this was something he could easily do.
Now, fate is something that can be very fickle. Fate is typically associated with predetermined events or things that are meant to happen. Whether it be good or bad, everything and everyone has a line of fate. With the use of the Dao, a cultivator is able to view these threads of fate.
These threads showed in colors white, blue, red, golden, and black. Each of these colors represented the depiction of fate.
White - Neutral Fate
Blue - Good
Red - Bad
Golden - Divine opportunity.
Black - Near Death or something cataclysmic.
As Akasha focused his intentions on The Cosmic Battlefield, thousands of these threads came into view. All of them having various different colors, but this isn't what he wanted. So, he focused deeper and then all the threads began to disappear.
All except one and it was an odd-looking thread. It was a thread that had all five of the colors on it. Akasha frowned a bit when he seen this, then he focused on one of the colors. Once he did this his vision shifted again and this time, he could see the fate of a Galaxy that was connected to the battlefield. Seeing this he tried again a few more times and he came to a conclusion.
From what he could tell, The Cosmic Battlefield for some reason don't have its own fate. Instead, it shares a line of Fate with each Galaxy one of its portals appear in. After he came to this conclusion, he focused on his Galaxy's line of Fate. And what he saw was
An all-black thread.
He didn't panic seeing this, but instead he focused on the information he could gather. Scenes began to play out, but these scenes were not full. They were like missing pieces to huge puzzle, but he was able to gain enough.
After all the scenes played out his vision returned to normal. He then looked at Selene and Kal with a slightly serious look.
"We have a problem."
Simple words but seeing the look on his face the two focused up.
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The Cosmic Battlefield
Akasha's Clone had moved from his spot once he summoned his katana. When he moved, he used no skills and only pure raw speed. Even though he could be careless for Torrin, he would not allow Yonna and Jean to be hurt. He was actually growing a bit fond of the two.
As he moved through the void towards the huge dragon the was more than 300 meters long, he tightened his grip on his sword and then sped up.
BOOOM!
A huge sonic boom resounded as he disappeared and when he reappeared, he was already on above the Dragon. The Dragon was currently preparing to shoot a fireball at the Yonna and Jean who was helping Torrin up.
But before it could
SHKKKK!
"ROARRRRRRR"
Akasha sliced the entire dragon in half, and it let out a painful roar as it fell down through the endless void.
After killing the dragon. he moved and appeared in front of the three phoenixes.
|Dao of Vitality|
He began healing Torrin and as he did this Yonna and Jean looked at him with wide eyes.
"W-what happened to you?" Yonna asked as she stammered her words.
"You can have me all to yourself right now!" Jean shamelessly said as she licked her lips.
Akasha was now used to her shamelessness, but he ignored their questions and spoke. His voice now like his main body's and his caused the ladies to blush a bit.
"Listen, you will have to be careful here. There are many races of which none of has ever seen before so don't let your guard down. You three should stick together and never fight alone. I will meet back up with you guys soon. And I'll bring a gift of two."
As he said this the two women nodded as he finished healing Torrin. He then disappeared while leaving Yonna and Jean two tokens.
"Break these tokens if you need my help."
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When he reappeared, he was high up in the void looking down on the battlefield. As he stood here, he let out a deep breath and then his clothes began to shift. His shirt disappeared, leaving him shirtless. His white tattoos began to glow and move around as if they were resonating with his mood right now. After his shirt disappeared his eyes changed too.
From the white and grey infinity symbols to eyes of the abyss. They were so dark that not a glint of like could be seen in them and then after a few moments two blood red dots appeared in place of his pupils.
He stood there looking like a devil from the lowest levels of hell. And if one was to be speaking technically then with the way his mind was turning right now then you would probably think he was.
One must remember previously, his clone had yet to be changed. Which meant he wasn't connected to the main body fully. However, once the clone was changed then it was essentially the current Akasha being here. And with that came his broken physique and even his broken mind.
When Akasha is around his lovers and friends, it's easy to push those long lonely years of mental torture to the back of his mind. But even then, it was hard to deal with because of those years he forgot the meaning of certain important things.
And whether it was because he was now nonexistence or because his mind was a bit shaky, he didn't know.
But the meaning of life to him had shifted. And not in a good way either. Towards his family and lovers, he would never change.... However, for the others?
"So, what if I wipe out a few of these ants?"
And those words were the final words he spoke before disappearing.