((Goddamnit, I'd posted this, but for some reason it won't show. And I hadn't saved it, so I need to retype the whole thing! Gah!))
On the surface of the throneworld of the Clone Empire, floated a being of great and ancient power. "I am God, omnipotent! I am the Lord above, and you dare stand before me as my equal?" A voice thundering with rage, as the very ground shakes. White hot energy flashes around the figure, who stands untouched in a tornado of lightning that would burn anything else to a crisp, the air rushing towards him as the hot air rushes upwards, a real tornado forming. The figure is Kami, Daemonborn of Storms, the self-proclaimed Lord of all reality, and supposedly omnipotent God. 

Kami is a tall man, muscular but not overly so. To all appearances, at least, he was a young handsome fellow, his skin strangely pale, but not unnaturally so. His hair was bright yellow and spiky, seemingly defying the laws of physics by gently flowing sideways despite the horrendous winds. He was attired in what seemed like medieval plate male, but made from pure gold, marked with symbols of royal blue. His eyes, which stared down at those who would dare confront him, were bright red, almost glowing with the sheer power behind them. "You have sinned against the immortal, now you will die."

Kami holds up one hand, and Delta, the leader of Nathan's clone army, floated into the air, screaming as she's wreathed in an aura of violently flashing lightning. Then, with an arrogant smirk, he gestures sideways, his fist closing. There's a white flash, and in an instant of time too quick for any human eye to percieve, white lightning flashes over the entire surface of the highly technologically advanced planets. Ships crash to the ground, lights explode, buildings melt. Anythign electrical seems to spontaneously burst into flame or short circuit, as Kami unleashes his wrath. Billions of clones, fully armed in combat gear, go down screaming wreathed in flames as their combat equipment explodes around them, besides those lucky few using alternate energy sources. However, more directly, every clone falls to the ground, limp, knocked out for but a moment. Their very nervous systems had been hit.

"My servants, your God commands you! Lay this fool to waste!" Kami smiles brightly, as the army of clones previously belonging to Nathan rises up from their shock coma, before grabbing any nearby non-electric weapon and charging Nathan, billions of them swarming over him, as even those in the great battlefleet above opened fire on the planet's surface. Fate was set in it's path, and Nathan would lose everything here. Kami would defeat both Nathan and the resurrected Clone Emperor, and eventually the Daemon would rip the entire universe to pieces. Time had already taken it's course. Of course, there were invaders in this place, those who had come from another time, and their mere presence was sending ripples through this established continuum.

Could the universe still be saved?