"Boom...", an explosion rang out, and flame quickly spread through the entire place and towards the only human in the vicinity.
A man stood in the midst of this chaos, calmly observing the rising flames that threatened to engulf him, for he had long realised that he had lost all opportunities to survive because all exits were burning in the sea of flames, more than anything the huge amounts of hydrogen gas that amounted to nearly 1,000 tons was definitely going to explode before he could get out.
As his body was starting to get engulfed, his mind began to rewind his life in front of him, he was a nameless orphan, in the orphanage he lived the children were named as numbers, they( The Orphanage ) then trained them on various skills like knife wielding skills and shooting, those who did well were sent in big wans to an organisation called the dark society where they were made into spies, the rest were trained to be researchers or informants of the organisation, he was one such researcher not because he was lacking in his aim but because his brain had far more value than his physical labour.
He researched and optimized various guns and firearms and quickly became a core member, although he was mainly doing chemistry and physics in the organisation he was equally talented in biology, he at mere age of 24 managed to create a cloning technology that could clone humans without the support of the organisation with his own his own small salary which made the organisation recognize his talent in the feild.
After which ensued a long slicing period of his life in which he sliced through and through countless living and dead humans.
But soon after the organisation fell, destroyed by its rivals, he survived the initial rain of attacks and fled to the countryside with his equipment and thought of continuing his research there.
At that time he had truly been foolish.
He still remembered the day he met that person, he was a poor monk living in the the hills, in his escape he evidently got injured and reached a isolated and remote island, the monk rescued him, the monk brought him in the temple like building, where he couldn't endure his injuries and become unconscious.
When he woke up, he rose up from the bed and cautiously opened the door and started to roam about in the temple, he realised something strange that although the temple looked like a normal Buddhist one, but had no statues of Buddha and after sorting his mind he realised an even bigger problem and inconsistency, the country he ran of to had no Buddhism , not even the similar looking Taoism so where did this temple come from.
And suddenly he felt a presence behind him, he subtly took out a dagger from his clothing and just as he felt the presence reach close enough, he swung the dagger in a wide arc, but he felt nothing.
He felt as if the dagger passed through nothing but air and just as he was starting to doubt his senses, he felt a heavy hand on his back, and chills ran down his spine.
He jumped up to distance himself from the source of the sound and get away from that presence, and he turned to see the very robust and old monk who had saved him.
He did not let his guard down and took a defensive stance, seeing this the old monk said in a light tone, "Oho! Young man don't be scared silly...", he paused for a moment before speaking further then with a smile that matched his tone, he continued, "I will not eat you, besides it has been a long time a guest arrived here; I know you may have your own quarries and I may be able to answer your questions."
Upon hearing this, without lowering his guard he asked, "Monk tell me what place is this? Who are you? And what was that presence that I just felt?", after hearing the questions the monk somehow appeared pleased and leisurely replied one by one to the questions cast his way, "First, this place is the sanctuary of the human cult, second I am the current cult leader of the branch here and third...", after saying this the old monk paused, and the terrifying presence erupted forth once more but with greater ferocity and power such that the nearby stones and ground started trembling and then crumbled , then the monk continued, "It was merely a bit of my aura.", the young scientist of merely 27 in age was directly overwhelmed as he looked at the 5 metre diameter crater.
He asked one more question but this time his stance became relaxed for he realised that in front of such power he could not put up any effective resistance, "Wh... What kind of power is this?", the old monk asked back, "Do you want to learn?", the young man gulped, and then said earnestly, "Yes.", the old man smiled and proclaimed, "Then you shall be my disciple hence forth!"
In the following year the young man learned various things under the monk, the energy used by his master was called by him will, it was a collective name as to say the truth will was not a energy, it was literally the will of all the ancestors who had walk the path before, to be specific the ancestors of the so called human cult, when first came into contact with the content of the doctrine of the cult his reaction was, 'What the fuck! This is fucking brainwashing!', the entire cult was based on simple bases : 1. The human race is the superior-most race of all race. 2. All other races then humans must be exterminated. 3. The subordinate races of humanity are allowed to live. 4. No human can ever lose his dignity. 5. No human be allowed to become a mere mix blood or half blood. 6. All those who go against the rule be sent to the land of enlightenment to reflect.
He truly thought of this all as hypocrisy for if it were true then why did they not go out to save the myriad humans dying in war, and what was this land of enlightenment?
In the records he saw, it was a different time and space whose connection technology had been lost but the other name for it was the land of eternal suffering where the stubborn humans who want to be the dogs of other races or has dishonoured the rule of the cult are sent for an eternal torture.
Moreover what the hell was this nonsense mixbloods?
The ones with there physical essences mixed?
Like dragon blooded human?
Half-blooded humans?
The ones corroded by extra ordinary energy?
Human immortal?
What bull's crap was this? He, a genius could truly not understand.
There were many non-sense things in it, like there were literally 10 billion derivative cult rules.
But fortunately the old monk had enough kindness to not let him read so many rules and after expanding upon the basics directly started the training in martial arts, there are a total of 9 realms before the initiation realm called the 'Nine Extremities'.
The old stingy monk did not start teaching the martial cultivation but started teaching him some roadside martial arts, but astonishingly though these road side martial arts truly had some affect.
But it was truly hard, why wouldn't it be hard?
The abominable monk made him punch high density steel 24/7 until his bones could be seen, and the old monk came and somehow healed his almost-about-to-shatter hands, yet every time his hands were broken and healed they became stronger and soon he realised that at his initiation it took him 30 minutes of full strength pounding to break his hands but now it took an entire 12 hour and moreover his punches could dent the steel now, he once tried his strength on a boulder of 2 metre in diameter, the boulder shattered into dust, at that time he finally realised his strength, he wasn't just powerful, he was super human.
Realising this, he trained with all his might, and after 10 years of training, the old monk finally said to him, "Now you are almost ready, but one last step remains."
Saying this, he locked his eyes onto mine, and boom, my five senses were blocked, and soon nothing could be heard.
He entered an illusion, where he was born, as a normal human, without the memories of the past, he had normal parents, lived in a normal world.
His father was a great man, who instilled in him the belief in humanity, but by the time he turned 5, his father was gone, died of heart failure, and the young man imprisoned in the illusion cried, cried like crazy, then went silent.
His family only had his father who earned money, his death made them go on streets, their relatives from the father's side saw them as the curse who resulted in his death. But in reality he knew, the relatives were doing this for his father's share in the family property, and then he remembered his father's dying words while he and his mother were being driven away, "They are merely ignorant, but they are our kin... all of it is merely division of the race... only through union... shall dominance be achieved!", and with that one last roar he had exhaled his last breath, and remembering this he scoffed, "Human?... They are mere hypocrites... I don't think I want to be one."
And just like that he left with his mother, they went to his mother's home in the illusion, and stayed there, with his grandparents and mother, he spent his next 10 years, the day he turned 15, nearly coming out of the shadow of his father, on his birthday, his mother died, his mother had a chronic disease which she hid from everyone, because she feared the huge cost for treatment and didn't want to be a burden.
He cried, again, but silently, and asked his grand parents after a while when everyone had departed from the funeral grounds, "Why?... First father... then mother? Why are the heavens unfair to me?!"
The Grand father soothed and replied in a tone that seemed to hide choked tears, "Son, the heavens, are always unfair, I believe that you know what I mean."
A moment of silence followed, after which he turned around and sat in the grandpa's car, and the three silently returned.
After which he changed, he became darker, he started to manipulate people and do darker things, he became warmer on the surface, but darker inside.
He quickly grew up to be 18, he went to a prestigious university, although on the surface he seemed to be a mere student, but under the covers he was a true boss, his influence spread far, he became a researcher in a firm he himself established, he researched weapons and arms, sold them and earned money, and bought the entire lands of some small nations, gained power enough to compare to the super powers.
He wanted to wage war for revolution, to make the world a better place.
And gradually as he thought everything was going well and he win in the long term, his grand mother and grand father died in a car accident, they died on a bridge, another man drove while drinking and hit there car, both cars fell into the vast river.
And he was there, on there funeral, alone, he stood like a spectre, the winds howled and the rain fell with might akin to god, and his figure, draped in rain water and darkness, stood there with wide open eyes, and then, he laughed, like a demon from the abyss, like a ghost from the nether, like a skeleton from the underworld, like a god corrupted by the evil in the world of mortal sins.
He shouted in the dream, "I swear! Swear in the name of my father and mother! Swear in the name of my Ancestors! This world that lacks meaning, shall cease to exist!"
He turned, and from then on he never looked back, he slaughtered, amidst the world, killed, he lead an army of robots only loyal to him and slaughtered!
And succeeded, but looking at the planet that rained in crimson blood, the blood of the inhabitants, he felt nothing, he felt empty, then he realised something that terrified him to the core, his path was wrong, no amount of killing could ever make him happy.
For revenge was never a solution, it only lead to a cycle of death, until all ceases to exists.
And at that moment, the world shattered like glass, and he was reborn, still like a normal child with no memories.
And the cycle repeated, in some, he became a tyrant, in others, he became a cruel noble, in some a imperial emperor, and in some a beggar.
But without any exceptions, he choose the path of slaughter, slaughter until the soul.
And finally after 10 billion reincarnations, one came, one exactly like the first one, but here he chose something different, he blamed the heavens, walked on a different path of slaughter!
And, he chose the race, evolved and made them evolve, lead them in war, to all myriad races across the cosmos!
Created weapons capable of distorting reality and space and time itself.
He conquered the cosmos itself, and finally died, knowing that the race will thrive, in peace he ended his rain of power.
Boom, the illusion broke open and the old monk said even before he could open his eyes, "Now you should have realised, 'The questions and one principle', you are now, a true 'Enlightened Being'! Though merely at the 'Lesser Enlightened' level, you are enough to be called a True Cultist, a member of the True Human Religion, of the True Human Race, of the Human Cult! A true seeker of the Human Path!"
Saying this, the old monk reached for the young man, and put his palm on his chest, and then an unending source of power surged into him, and he attained the first realm of the 9 Extremities,
1. Metamorphoses of Skin: A skin that can not be pierced, not even by a blade with a atom's thickness travelling at light speed. But they can still suffer internal damage, with strong regeneration(regenerating limbs, no problem), power of several thousand tonnes to several hundred thousand tonnes.
And just like that the old monk died, and the young remember the truth, the base of the first realm of enlightenment:
What is the human race?
Ans: It is the race I belong to, it is the noblest and supreme most race, yet it is not the best because it is strong, but because for me, it will always be the best.
Why are all races beneath the human race?
Ans: All other races are not beneath the human race because of strength but because for oneself, the human race is superior to theirs.
Why do no human deserve death? Even the worst criminals?
Ans: All humans are like me, what they have done, if I had experienced the exact same life, I'd be no different, hence they are merely ignorant, not criminals, they can be forgiven as long as they embrace enlightenment, and if need be, they can be sent to the 'land of enlightenment'.
And a principle derived from the third question, "All humans are equal, some are merely ignorant, hence no human can deprive another of there dignity, for 'One is not shaped by ones reactions but by ones experiences'."(the young man in the illusion was being controlled, in every life, but merely for the first 2 decades, the rest were all his choices, if you lived like a thief, not like, but exactly the same with no memories of your past life, then you to would act like the exact same as the thief because you are no longer yourself, you are shaped by the circumstances and your experiences, hence you could be a god too, or a mere doer of the worst of sins)
And the removal of the 5 Ancestral Poisons:
1. Poison of Lust: It is a poison that has plagued the human race for long, in the beginning it was to population as infant survivability was low, but when it grew, it merely became a burden on humanity, stopping its growth. Also known as 'the poison that breaks all relationships'.
2. Poison of Greed: It is a poison that is present in all modern humans, it is the very root of all conflict.
3. Poison of gluttony: It is something that stops growth, it leads to sluggishness, also known as the 'poison of sluggishness.
4. Poison of Jealousy: It is the poison of competition, all forms of competition is wrong for its cause is negative, further, if someone has higher potential and they compete with someone of lesser potential then they will stagnate, and it is addictive, it is a poison that leads to stagnation, for once there is no competition, then one does not improve, it is also known as the 'poison of stagnation'.
The above four are failed products of evolution, that is, they were created for faster growth, but lead to slower growth, hence are the 'four poisons of lies' or the 'four poisons of dopamine', and the fifth one is also known as the 'poison born of truth', for it is the dirtiest, it has bound countless human sages and made them stray from attaining true enlightenment, countless generations of human sages who overcame all previous mentioned poison ultimately couldn't escape this one. For it is 'The Poison Of Reality'.
5. Poison of Reality: It is the realisation that all life is merely and all races at their core are merely created from one material and energy. Hence they believe in a formless entity, not the holy human race.
And his master's aura gradually fell to nearly zero, but with a last bit of strength, he declared, "I know, you have no name, hence, on my death bed, I as your master give you the name, Solvane, Solvane the Purifier!"
And just like that his master slowly disintegrated into mere dust, on the death of his master, he felt, sad, but he knew it was his wish and it was hence fine, so he roared at the sky, "All hail the Holy and All-Supreme Human Race, all myriad existences, must bow to the Race and The Cult!"
And then he looked around, and saw craters, several thousand, if not tens of thousands.
And he smiled, for his master had trained his bodies instincts while he dreamt.
Smiling, he went to research, and by mistake, he let a small fire slip in a moment of joy, and then the current challenge.
But at the last moment, when the explosion was about to occur, a spear and armour flew up from the rubble, relics cherished by the old monk or the old master.
They quickly flew up to him and stuck to his skin like they were his skin.
And then a worm opened and sucked him in.
And then, he opened up his eyes, in a space that shimmered with a myriad of lights, his eyes opened up to a scene of creation, he saw a world forming, that was made up of his energy, an extension of his being.
And then, it engulfed him, him Solvane, the one who shall purify all eternity, to be only of the Human!