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"And so the Game begins... a game which all will play..."
 * Note: This fiction is exclusive to Atamolos.

- The Atamolos

Part 1 - Subjugation
'Timeless... my thoughts echo across the stars, burning into the minds of those who would oppose me.'

But there are none to oppose me.

I call out, daring any to defy my sovereign dominion, but hear nothing, for the fear of the many is great.

Even as this realm burns under my all consuming grasp, I laugh, almost wishing there was a being who could stop me.

'I am the Nacronala. The Conqerer. I am. I was. I will be.'

'And those who would attempt to escape me? What can they do, but burn.'

Part 2 - Paradigm
''For some peculiar reason, I find myslef compelled to return to this point in time, at this location... if it can even be considered a location. It's much more like... nothing. So bleak and abandoned, as if a dark force had charged through, leaving nothing alive or intact. Only ashes and echoes.''

The Atamolos had just ended the Mercuris Revolution personally, and when he left, he had the strange urge to travel to the remnant of a possible past version of the universe. It obviously wasn't the past of the timeline he had just left, because there was no life.

Only ashes and echoes.

He stepped out of the sixth dimensional portal that had led him here, and instantly felt a wave of cold rush over him. But he was an omnipotent being, made of energy, and shouldn't have been able to feel the cold. Something was deeply wrong. He continued forWards, if it was even possible for such a direction to exist in this peculiar place. Drawn forWards by an unseen force, impossible to sense, but nevertheless there. An immense burst of energy appear in front of Atamolos, and another being, at least ten times his size appeared from it and spoke in a voice that resounded, shaking the very fabric of what little was left of this universe.

'Such a... puny... weak being... hardly even worth my notice. What are you? You being! Who are you?'

Taken aback by this being's arrogance, Atamolos responded, ''I am the Atamolos. The Bringer of Life and Death. You are Nacronala, the Conqerer. I am you, and you are the full me. Your flaws led to my creation, the perfect balance.'' Atamolos had no idea how he knew that, the words simply seemed to be spoken, as if it was predestined that they be said.

'Balance is irrelevant. I am. I was. I will be. This universe is mine to do with as I please. Your interference is negligible. before me, you are nothing. Less than dust in my presence.'

The Atamolos spoke again, ''You know nothing. The fracture is imminent, and you will cease to exist.''

Nacronala laughed, causing the very atoms around them to fall apart, shaking the universe further, and disappeared.

Part 3 - Proposition
Nacronala wandered through the fractured version of the universe when an image of a mysterious figure appeared in front of him.

Figure - ''Ah, so you are real. The "great conquerer" isn't a myth after all.''

'Your fragile being attempts to offend me with words, meaningless to the immortal. Tell me what it is you want, before your delicate essence is reduced to nothing.'

Figure - ''I hear you're in the business of destruction, so I cam e with a deal. I know you don't have access to a single future version of this universe, so I thought I might give you access for a few moments, in exchange for something.''

What is it you want, worm?

Figure - I'll tell you exactly who it is I want dead, and you'll make it so.

'You have confidence, maggot. That is noteworthy. I will accept this proposal. But do not think for a second that you have any hold over me.'

Figure - I wouldn't dream of it.

Part 4 - Fissure
Nacronala, accepting his deal with the unknown figure, entered the universe at the peak of a great War.

'You are weak and frail. Prepare yourselves, for I am. And you will not be.'

Native Lifeform - What the hell is that thing!? Entity - Attention inferiors, we will temporarily agree to cease hostility while the unidentified arrival is dealt with.

'Fools. Soon you will end, and face timeless oblivion.'

Entity 1 - ''I'm getting some kind of massive energy buildup inside that thing! All ships, full retreat!'' Entity 2 - ''Engage Protocol 19-26-A. Repeat, engage Protocol 19-26-A. Foresight has determined our strategy. The Hive Mind Endures.''

Suddenly, Nacronala began to tremble. He looked at his own hand, and it began to change, morphing into a smaller form as he shook uncontrollably, forcibly tearing himself apart. Finally, the physics of this universe forced his being apart, releasing a massive buildup of energy, vaporizing all life it impacted. An entire galaxy was sterile and devoid of life in seconds. And then, Nacronala looked at the remnant of himself and spoke.

Atamolos - ''Hmmm. So that is how I came into existence. I've always wondered, and now I know I exist because of a possible future where a past version of myself tries to destroy an entire universe, and I merge with myself to create myself from a past version of myself.''

Part 5 - Causality
Atamolos - ''Hmmmm. I just appeared into existence after traveling back in time to cause my own existence, and yet... I cannot return to my timeline... I wonder why.''

Suddenly, a rip in the already fragile universe emerged directly in front of him, and a dark figure stepped out and looked around.

Atamolos - Who are-

He was unable to finish his sentence as a second rip in the universe opened to admit a bright orb of what appeared to be pure energy. The dark figure looked at the orb, then Atamolos and spoke.

Khraz - I am Khraz, and you are a possible alternate version of me. Atamolos - No, I'm fairly sure you're an alternate version of me. Oaches - Don't start this again! Atamolos - ''Well, we're all alternate versions of each other, possibly "brothers". This is all very confusing, but all I do know is that this meeting was predestined, and that a being called Nacronala caused our existence.'' Oaches - ''Him? I haven't seen him in centuries. He disappeared a long time ago.'' Atamolos - Well, I saw him only a few moments ago, as he was disintegrating. Khraz - I hate to interrupt, but if he disintegrated, then who is that?

'WEAK, PATHETIC BEINGS! I AM DESTRUCTION TO ALL YOU KNOW!' Atamolos - He appears to have survived. 'SURVIVE? I DIED! I CAN'T DIE! I'VE SPENT AN ETERNITY IN NOTHINGNESS, WITH NOTHING TO DO BUT PLAN MY REVENGE!' Oaches - ''So you're going to kill us then? Can you even do that?'' 'No. I'm going to do far worse than kill you. I'm going to kill your people. Your children. I'm going to force you to watch and then, I'm going to lock you into nothingness, just like you did to me.'

Atamolos made an expression of mock surprise.

Atamolos - ''Really? You're powerless in the universe. You can't touch me or my children.'' 'I don't need to touch your pathetic universe. But you, can't leave this one.' Atamolos - You can't keep me here.

Atamolos created an inderdimensional portal and stepped through, disappearing from view. Nacronala smiled and a second later the portal opened and he walked out again.

Atamolos - ''What? How did I get back here?''

The universe around them began to crumble, dark energy began to radiate from Nacronala, ripping the atoms apart, disintegrating the universe. Space was shaking itself apart.

With Atamolos at the epicenter.

Part 6 - Genesis
Atamolos, Khraz, and Oaches cast fields around them to prevent the universal collapse around them, but it could only do so much. They could only protect themselves, even though the universe was breaking down around them and manifestations of paradoxes and dark energy began to appear, drifting through the nothingness. Nacronala spoke, and the manifestations fled at the sound of his voice.

'The Game has begun, Bringer. Neither of us can leave. All we have is infinite time, and the ability to change the course of history.'

Atamolos smiled and spoke.

Atamolos - Then let us begin.

Nacronala laughed. A sound which could freeze the blood of the bravest beings, and held his hand out, casting the first move.