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Impossible.  That was the only word appearing deep within Umbraxis as the Light responded and changed, transforming into something more than what her humanoid form had suppressed. The entity was pushed back by the sudden offensive, pieces of its body torn asunder and vaporized by streaks of light, slicing its body to pieces as it was battered back to the heavens.  The attacks were so fast and so sudden that not even the mighty encompassing darkness could prepare a reasonable defense before the next devastating wave washed over it, cutting a purging swath over its form, like a scythe blade through a crop, each crippling swing shaking the gas giant as the darkness was violently ejected from the endlessly turbulent atmosphere. 

There was just no way, how was it being pushed back? What force in the universe could not only bear the threat of Umbraxis, but meet in in such a fashion?  It was in shock, the supercharged hurricanes battering its form and ripping the formless black asunder, causing the entity to feel what could only be described as pain among its existing shock.  It buckled and writhed under the other entity's powers, her assault causing substantial wounds upon its formless shape now.  There was light among its shadow, crisp burns marring the blackened fog that was its body.  This was of course not permanent, the Destroyer already manipulating the matter within to recover the lost mass. 

Yet this was alarming to the entity, nothing had ever made such damage to it in such few strikes.  There had been such attempts from armadas and fleets of Lost Empires, people who had attacked and failed who had used either supernatural powers or incomprehensibly advanced technology, and yet they had only been minor inconveniences to the Endless Well of Oblivion.

But This was different, this was an assault that actually hurt it, that damaged it, that pushed it back.  What new force had it come across?  Was it truly something that would push the mighty Destroyer in a way it never had?  

Then its opponent stated her existence, labeling herself as not only the name ‘Mercy’, but the representation of Creation.  She proceeded to declare ownership of this system, a remark that echoed in Umbraxis’ consciousness, a spark of something long forgotten.  It knew those names.  Had it heard them long ago in some ancient world it devoured?  Had someone passed a myth or legend across a galaxy?

No, this was a deeper memory, an intimate one, as if it had just been reunited with a sibling.  It could not necessarily pinpoint the exact connection between the two, but it had the notion this was not the first time it had come across this entity.  As it attempted to reform the parts of itself that were ripped apart, the heavens shook with its laughter.

[color=92278f][b]Creation, you say?[/b][/color]  Umbraxis asked, its swirling darkness attempting to recover after Mercy’s last attack.  [color=92278f][b]If that’s truly what you are, then you should already understand my being here is only the Universe taking its course.  Nothing lasts forever, little Creation, I am merely the Destruction that brings about that end.  If you are what gives it the life, I am the one that takes it away.  This is not a declaration of ownership, this is an acceptance of time.[/b][/color]

With its words, large orbs were projected from its body, the size of continents.  Swarms of anti-matter coalescing with dark matter in several masses from the Endless Void.  These orbs hurtled back towards the planet, trying to smash into this newly revealed opponent, and subsequently the gas giant she was hiding in, trying to rip both her and the World he was guarding apart in large anti-matter explosions as it continued to speak to her.

[color=92278f][b]Yet you continue to stand in my way, why?[/b][/color]  It asked, its tone becoming much more out of curiosity than malice, genuine interest hinted in its words. [b][color=92278f]Do you feel for these...humans?  Do they have some other quality that I have missed?  What more can this collection of little pebbles offer the Universe, and why does it grant them continued existence?  [/color][/b]