Act like a Fool, Shine like a Star! Act Two!

Chapter 52: A new power.

In the desolate realm of an uncharted planet, the cosmic tapestry stretched endlessly in all directions, a canvas of celestial wonders. Theo, the God of Time, had chosen this distant, forgotten world as his sanctum, a place to craft his ultimate weapon, a secret force to wield against Lavi and the looming threat of the Ancient One.

As he walked through the ethereal landscapes of the planet, he could feel the resonance of power that surrounded him. The air was thick with a palpable energy, and the skies shimmered with kaleidoscopic lights, a testament to the hidden potential of this place.

Theo's footsteps echoed on the crystalline ground as he ventured deeper into the heart of the planet, his purpose unwavering. He knew that to challenge Lavi and the Ancient One, he needed a power on par with the Titan and the elusive Cataclysm.

The Cataclysm—a name whispered in the darkest corners of the cosmos, a legend that spoke of a Prismatic, Crystal Dragon that devoured stars and obliterated worlds on a whim. It was a force of nature, a being that could lay waste to entire galaxies with a single breath. Such destructive power was both a terrifying and tantalizing prospect.

But Theo, in his unquenchable thirst for supremacy, had not merely sought to harness the Cataclysm's power. No, he had gone a step further, risking his own existence to attain unparalleled strength.

In the heart of this celestial sanctuary, Theo approached a colossal crystalline formation, within which a swirling, prismatic maelstrom of energy resided. This was the culmination of his quest for power—the essence of the Cataclysm.

Theo's eyes were a sea of temporal energy, flickering with an eerie light as he gazed upon the swirling vortex of power. He had sought out the Cataclysm, challenged the beast in a cataclysmic clash of wills, and emerged victorious. Yet his victory had come at a cost—the sacrifice of his own existence.

Theo had fused his very soul with that of the Cataclysm, binding their essences together. In doing so, he had absorbed the dragon's power, transcended mortal limitations, and become something more—a being on the same level as the Titan and the Ancient One.

As he reached out to the crystalline formation, his hand met the surface, and the energies surged around him. A sense of indomitable might coursed through him, a raw, unfiltered power that defied the laws of existence.

"I am the Cataclysm," Theo whispered, his voice reverberating through the cosmos. "I am the embodiment of destruction, a force to be reckoned with. With this power, I shall challenge Lavi and the Ancient One, and shape the destiny of the universe."

The planet itself seemed to respond to Theo's declaration, as if acknowledging the birth of a new cosmic force. The very ground trembled, and the skies above swirled with prismatic hues.

Theo knew that his newfound power was a double-edged sword, a force that could both reshape and obliterate reality. The Cataclysm's insatiable hunger for destruction was now a part of him, a power that could not be underestimated.

With a final surge of energy, Theo withdrew his hand from the crystalline formation. The essence of the Cataclysm remained within him, a silent, volatile force ready to be unleashed.

As Theo felt the resonance of the Cataclysm's power coursing through him, he continued, "I have absorbed your essence and your insatiable hunger for destruction. We must be careful with this power. It can be a force for both creation and annihilation, but we must wield it wisely."

The swirling energies intensified, as if in agreement, their prismatic hues shifting and dancing. It was a silent affirmation of the bond they now shared, a pact that transcended mortal comprehension.

Theo's thoughts were both resolute and cautious. He knew that this newfound power could reshape the cosmos, but it could also obliterate it. He needed to tread carefully, for the Cataclysm's essence was a volatile force that required delicate control.

He contemplated the path that lay ahead, the confrontation with Lavi and the looming clash with the Ancient One. The cosmos itself quivered with anticipation, for a cataclysmic battle loomed on the horizon, one that would shape the destiny of the universe.

Theo's eyes burned with determination, a reflection of the newfound power that pulsed within him. With the essence of the Cataclysm by his side, he was ready to face the challenges that lay ahead, to rewrite the laws of existence, and to seize his rightful place as a cosmic force to be reckoned with.

As he departed from the celestial sanctuary, the planet itself seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, its energies returning to a state of equilibrium. Yet the echoes of Theo's presence lingered, a testament to the cataclysmic power that now resided within him, waiting to be unleashed upon the cosmos.

The two power, Theo and Lavi, are now heading out searching for one another. They both instinctively knew, that they couldn't wait for anything or anyone to be ready. The two of them knew for a fact! That they're getting stronger by each passing second.

It's now a matter of who is going to get the first strike on the other... And their meeting, it's like the Universe wants it to happen as soon as possible without them both knowing.

The direction they're heading... Is the same in a sense that they will meet in the middle. Lavi knew that Theo is hiding in the edge of the universe. While Theo knew, Lavi is coming from the current timeline.

With that, the two power speed through the universe, while for other being, the time it took would be close to an eternity, the two of them, goes through the space at an unimaginable speed. It would only take 15 minutes before the two of them will eventually meet and start their first encounter.

Whether the encounter would end in the death of Theo or Lavi, or whether they realize their weakness and retreat to prepare for a counter attack. It's only a matter of time, before that question was answered....