We fled our dying world and as the god wave consumed the world I could only look on with some semblance of regret.

But again our world was doomed, so this... Was to be expected.

Me and my sisters now orbited the space around fundament and with it out in the vastness of the space which once only severed to house the stars I so wholeheartedly viewed from afair.

But all things couldn't last this quiet forever because be found a new race of beings which colonized one of our many moons of Fundament these being which made home on our planets moons was the first to be slaughtered.

They call themselves the Ammonite, and at the time they where servants of the traveler and it's light.

But it was only during this time that I found how weak I was, I tried to use such things as peace, and negotiation to try and solve this... Battle between light and dark.

And it was here that I paid for my ignorance in blood.

My sister broke a dagger threw my spin, breaking my form, I fell to my knees as her ghostly figure floated next to my being.

I died, but my will defied even death, I awoke in a world surrounded by darkness, there I was granted audience once more with the worm our gods, and it was here that I fell to my knees, gasping for air, with the worm god Yol looked upon me.

"Auryx, you denied the logic at which you swore upon, you tried to use foolish actions instead of the will of the sword against them. You brought death upon yourself for being weak, and this is why you have been slain by your sister, you where to weak to survive.

Our universe gutters down towards cold entropy. Life is an engine that burns up energy and produces decay. Life builds selfish, stupid rules — morality is one of them, and the sanctity of life is another.

These rules are impediments to the great work. The work of building a perfect, undying creation, a civilization everlasting. Something that cannot end.

If a civilization cannot defend itself, it must be annihilated. If a King cannot hold his power, he must be betrayed. The worth of a thing can be determined only by one beautiful arbiter — that thing’s ability to exist, to go on existing, to remake existence to suit its survival.

All that would oppose this arbiter is unholy and false. All the misery and terror of your ancestors springs from the lies of the Sky, who deny this truth.

Your ancestors endured the most hostile conditions. And now you must go on creating those conditions. Even unto your sisters. Even unto your offspring. Savathûn’s betrayal is the greatest gift she could offer you.

Your body is gone, but you have endured. Safe in the cyst universe created by your own might — your throne world.

From this day forward, Auryx, you and your sisters will each survive death — so long as you aren’t killed in your own throne.

Even as your sisters press the attack against the Ammonites, the God-Wave devastates Fundament. Trillions will die. But the survivors will never forget... and their descendants will always be ready for another syzygy.

When you return to the material universe, use this lesson to complete your work.

Taox wasn’t on the dry moon. She must be laughing at you.

So learn this, Life is build of life and death, Auryx. You our young king needs to understand this. To live and grow, to fight and live, you must forsake such things as mercy and peace, the universe does not move towards peace, instead. War. Trying to bring peace is as useful as bloated life filled on lies,  useless. But you allowed weakness to infect you, and now a choice is layed before you.

Rise from the depths, or drown in them. If you cannot stake your clam, if you cannot survive, you are unfit for the pact you revived but if you can survive and pull yourself out this hell, then you shall truly be reborn.

Death is the final arbiter of the sword, the final and the most everlasting steps, you must embrace it, you must use it, shape it, make it your own, your will defies exsitence. Even at such a level your will bends the laws of the universe. And you are but a newborn, a child, you have thousands of years ahead of you.

Do not fall to this, rise and become something greater, if you survive in this world made from your own will then you will have conquered the first step in your growth.

We await to see you, o chosen prince of ours, while you awaken the war against the Ammonite still rages on. So return soon and join in the battle."

The god vanished, as my clawed fingers dug into the ground before I slammed my fist upon this created ground, NO! this will not be the end! I will not die!

Not while that traitors mother is there, not while me and my sister could rise and become more as they send those long years of nothing talking about.

The future mightiest of the hive rose from the the ground, bleed flowed but I forced it to stop, the realm around quivered as my will made law.

Darkness flowed around me, the symbiosis strong and ever present, I could feel my eyes burned a lushes blazing green, here I stood, the worl- no, this re-, no wrong again, this entire Exsitence that I created in this space outside of time, space, reality you name it.

So young and yet so powerful, looking down at my clawed hands I needed to form a weapon, something that would serve as by weapon of war, the Blade that would later bring the end of octillions of different beings..

Willbreaker. This is what I would name his weapon, the weapon that shall strike down even the gods above.

All I needed now was to recover, and when this finishes, I shall be back.

And being war to the Ammonite's doorsteps!
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*End of Oryx's P.O.V.*

Xivu Arath cut down the Ammonite's one by one, her massive form and power imposed an image of demise and terror, the hulking reaper had come for there souls, with her cleaver that acted as the scythe.

The chosen of the Ammonite wielded the blazing power of the light, and with it they tried to push her back, but Xivu Arath roared in defiance to the will they imposed upon her, her blade cleaved on in two before she flipped and grabbed another, crushing there skull within her hand as her sister Savathun continued to poison the ground and the Ammonite themselves.

But without warning reality splintered as a gash appeared, the sisters where confused but the worm gods who fought looked on pleased.

Darkness crept out of the rift as a lone figure came out of the cyst, Auryx... The Hive King had returned!

Savathun looked on shocked, her brother had returned to life? How!? She killed him... But many things where not known of the power they received, but she knew this was one of them.

Xivu Arath on the other hand, was smiling, she knew Auryx would return and with his arrival death would come.

His blade was drawled, and with speed that the first of the Ammonite's weren't ready for he had taken there heads, they flew in the air as the same king who would have shown mercy was gone, Auryx had killed his weakness of compassion towards theses things, and with there blood, he would ascend into a higher being, one who's mastery over the sword would be absolute, and who's will would rain supreme.

The Ammonite's tried to fight back, but the newly returned king easily cut them down, one by one he left a trail of crimson in his wake, with his sisters rounding to his side to complete the slaughter.

The moon burned with the unholy green fire of the newborn hives vengeance, there queens and king had stated there clam on this day, that they where predators, not prey.

They had pushed back the ammonites, slayed the Leviathan which told them to choose the light instead of the deep, and caused there source of their power to flee the mighty traveler.

And the young Oryx realized in this moment that weakness was something he could never grow to fester again, but it was hear that the worm there god spoke again.

"We will not give you the Deep, King Auryx — that power is for us, your gods. But we will teach you to call upon that force with signs and rituals.

Small minds might call it magic.

You are no longer bound by causal closure. Your will defeats law. Kill a hundred of your children with a long blade, Auryx, and observe the change in the blade. Observe how the universe shrinks from you in terror.

Your existence begins to define itself.

Of course, high Auryx, we know it was not curiosity alone that brought you back to the war. You felt your own death growing inside you.

You must obey your nature. Your worm must feed...

Kill and view how your sword slices through the fattened flesh of this accursed universe, See how you rise and become attune to the deep. O king of ours."

And with this the hive took to the space surrounding them, and would make there placement known in this universe.
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Twenty thousand years have grown by them, and for twenty thousand years they had fought and slaughtered each other.

They had grown from this, with the Siblings in this time learning how to control the space between reality, how to defy laws, and to fully transcend into godlike beings.

However as Savathun attacked her sister Xivu Aruth's fleet Auryx attacked his sisters flagship, blasting it to pieces and sending his sister screaming back to her Ascendent realm, there he stood upon her ship and couldn't help but look at the death that was around him.

Normally a being would feel remorse, but he had purged that from his being, and instead of being negative about sending his sister to her thorn world threw death, he wasn't. He viewed this as an act of love, tough love that would help her to grow as she did for him. Death was intrinsic to there worship, there logic, there nature, to seek it out is to grow stronger, to embrace it is to understand, and to cause it is to show strength. She not being able to prevent this showed that she was weaker then the king, that she was not fit to live, and instead was pulled to her sword world, to rethink, to try again.

It was here that he lifted his blade and held it within his hand.

A blade can sever the bound of the universe, bind life to death, cast it into the darkness of perfection and have it reach its final arbiter. His sister had face this, and so had Xivu Aruth. They had killed him yes, but they where also killed more times then him. For Auryx understood the sword logic better then anyone here, and as such would teach it to those who could learn.

He made himself his court, those that would practice the art of the sword. Those that would embrace there nature above all things.

It is here he made it so, in his words he made it so "I shall establish a court, and whoever comes into this court may challenge me. My court will be the High War. It will be a killing ground and a school of the sword logic we have learned from our gods." And here he stood before his new court, the future blood of Oryx. The brood of Oryx.

With his wisdom he would teach the future.

Savathun took this idea upon herself as well, and with it would form her own, the High Coven.

But Xivu Aruth said, "the world is my court, wherever there is war."

The trio fostered as they grew in influence.

And Auryx would look towards the future and see what was to come.

With blade in hand he lead there charge as there navigator. There king.
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"Today was a day like no other, my sister ended up discovering a new race of creatures... Before I killed her and sent her back to her realm.

But from what we knew this creatures, these, Qugu, where strange creatures.

For millions of years of evolution the Qugu have been infected by a virus so insidious that it wrote itself into their genome. The virus compels them to offer their limbs for amputation by enormous sessile jaw-beasts. They venerate these beasts and treat them as gods. The virus converts Qugu cells into eggs, from which strange crawling things pupate, to live within the jaw-beast gut. In turn the jaw-beast extrudes sweet nectar for the Qugu to drink, and they have brilliant visions.

Savathûn and her broods have liberated the Qugu from jaw-beasts, and indeed from existence. But as they chased the Qugu ark-ships, I stopped in to vaporize my sister’s warship and a few of her underlings. I want to dwell on the ruins a while, and punish Savathûn for failing to guard her flank.

They are like us, these Qugu. Bound in symbiosis.

I feel joy, and sorrow. I feel them as titanic things, because I am larger than my body, my mind is now a cosmos of its own. I know more joy and more anguish than the entire Qugu race could ever experience.

Sorrow, because we have killed so much (eighteen species this century alone), and joy for the same reason. Joy that we have put down these blights. Scoured them away and left the universe clean, ready to move towards its final shape. We are a wind of progress. Ripping parasites from the material world — for if they were not parasites, we would be unable to kill them, and they would still exist.

And what is that final shape? It is a fire without fuel, burning forever, killing death, asking a question that is its own answer, entirely itself. That is what we must become.

My worm grows fat and hungry. I feed it with whole worlds. My astronomers tell me they can sense the Deep Itself, and that we are conquering our way towards it.

I think joy and sorrow will be the same thing soon. Like love and death.

But I will never know until I live to see it.

But little did I know of what was to come to us."
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"NO!!" Auryx roared as he felt the fate that loomed amongst them.

"Savathûn! Xivu Arath! My siblings
We are betrayed. We will never live eternal.

Our might shatters entire species. We inhale the smoke of their burning.
This is our compact with the Worm our God —the worm makes us mighty.
But as we wield this might, our worm’s hunger expands.
If we fail to feed it, it will devour us from within.

We have exterminated three hundred and six worlds.
And now I am certain —

My worm’s hunger grows faster than the might I draw from it.
We are bound by our covenant to obey our nature: eternal search. Eternal cunning. Eternal conquest.
But as we do this, my siblings, we feed our worms.

And the more we feed them, the hungrier they grow. Faster and faster.

Soon, my siblings, we will be so mighty, and our worms so hungry
That not with all our might could we possibly feed them.
And we will be devoured.

WHAT CAN WE DO?"

It is here that the siblings would need to unite to find out the solution.

But little did the universe know that what was to be born from this... Question to stay alive.
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The sky's burned with the greenish hellfire of there existence, gathered in a realm beyond mortal reach, the throne world of there accomplishments, the three siblings conjointed together huddled as their arms held one another.

It had been so long since they felt so weak, fragile, They were on the verge of death... There are worms threatened to devour them, this new army that had pushed them back so many times was something that they had not taken into account.

This new race, The Ecumene, they are an empire the size of a galaxy, There might their power It was beyond the likes of anything they had face prior.

Their tactics of all out assault had proven effective against the siblings, And now they had no idea what to do.

“I am at my end,” Savathûn spoke. “I plot and plan. But I cannot gather enough bloodshed to feed my worm. And the harder I try, the hungrier it becomes.”

“I slaughter and kill,” Xivu Arath stated, “but the harder I fight, the more my worm demands. I too am at my end.”

“The Ecumene war angels have killed me so many times,” Auryx says, “that I dare not go out into the universe, lest I need my might to protect myself. My worm chews at my soul in hunger.”

Faced with this fact Auryx wondered if this was the end? Was there life to meet its end? Where they to weak to strive for that perfection?

"We should retire and gather our strength.” pointed the goddess of War.

Savathûn closes her eyes in puzzled defeat. “We should beg the Worm our God to tell us what to do.”

But Auryx standing there listening to this clenched his blade's handle, have they been plagued by these poisonous thoughts!? Were they seriously considering begging!? Running away!?

That was not the sword logic They followed!! They would not know defeat! As their navigator, their teacher, they're soon to be taken King, Auryx stood in defiance, His voice ushering what they had been preaching What they had been teaching for millennia, His words were made law. His will was made supreme, and his sister's listened to his words.

"Have you learned nothing!? Would you deny our purpose? Whatever we do, we will do by killing, by an act of war and might. That is the final arbiter we serve, that violent arbiter, and if we turn away from it we deserve to be eaten. No! We must obey our natures. We must be long-sighted, and cunning, and strong. We must take this gift the Worm our God has given us, this challenge, and find a way to keep existing!”

"How will we feed our worms?” Xivu Arath asks. Alright she knew what her brother spoke was truth, the oh so sacred truth, she still questioned how they where to live.

“I know,” says Savathûn. “I know a way. But it won’t work unless we are killing the Ecumene by the billions. How can we beat them?”

“If we cannot beat their strengths,” says Xivu Arath, remembering the words of the worm gods. “we must infect their weaknesses. But they are lords of matter, and physical law.”

“I know a way,” King Auryx says. “But it will require great power. More power than any one of us can claim.”

“Then kill me,” says Xivu Arath, “and use that killing logic, the power you prove by killing something as mighty as me.”

Auryx looked upon his sister, he knew her love for him, that wanting for them to grow stronger, so in that moment Auryx Did not strike her down out of hatred, vergence or anything else, instead when his blade glided across her neck, and her head was severed from her body the only thing he felt was love. And acceptance of what she has done, he would take her love, and use it to further themselves with it.

Savathûn however, offered the same accord, But King Auryx knew how cunning his sister was, And instead of strangling her as she requested he just glided his blade across her neck as well bead blitzing her as he appeared behind her.

This was his world after all, She truly thought she could get the jump on him inside of his own reality.

But it was here with a severed heads of both his sister that the king look to the poisoned sky, feeling their strength coursing through his body, his very soul, He roared in defiance of everything that stood before them and with his wings flew he exited this reality and sought after the one being which could help him gain the power he needed.

It is here that history would be set in motion as he came before his God, His worm god, Akka.

And it was here that the two Titans of power looked upon one another, As the battle that would ensue would be able to purest form of the sword logic.

One a god of truths, and the other, a king, that would clam the power needed to save his species from extinction.

And with his Blade, Auryx flew towards Akka with his will igniting his blade, and his logic becoming his weapon.

And at the apex of their battle, When the sky above had shriveled and ran from fear, When the deep called out to the King, As its cheers of revelry that was heard, only furthered his conquest of this battle, and with a defined strike had pierced the very heart of his God and his body shriveled and crumbled away.

Auryx had claimed what he needed, and with his power, He looked upon his hands as he had taken power of the secret holder.

This dark power was the key, as he went within and spoke to what the hive had warship for thousands of years.

Their conversation their words had shaped the very foundation of the universe into a completely different sculpture, timelines were rewritten, As when he returned he was no longer the weak daughter of the osmium King, He was no longer the weak and starving Auryx, instead now standing upon this valley with the dead God behind him He lifted his hand into the air and took the very sky itself.

He was reborn, no longer was he Auryx, no.

He was Oryx.

The Taken King!

The deep cheered upon their new champion, And with his power supreme, He returned to finish what he, and his sisters had started.
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Tiamat stood before the Taken King, No longer was his aura suppressed no longer was he holding himself back in this moment in time when light and dark coalesced into an unstoppable force of chaos Oryx remembered his old words he has spoken to his sister the goddess of war back all those years ago before his death.

"Life is a struggle for survival, to battle is to put your life on the line, and if it is not, then it is not a battle."

Those words fueled the very fiber of the king, Willbreaker emanated the darkness which reigned deep in his heart, But it is not his blade which attacks her, no it was his eyes.

Oryx had activated his special eyes, And upon doing so Tiamat received a concussive force which splintered her right most horn, and blasted her shoulder apart. Oryx had disintegrated it not only from the present but from the past as well, It is here that Tiamat looked upon him as she noticed something peculiar about him.

The Darkness he admitted, The might which flowed from him, Is almost as if it was blending with space itself, that his will was dominating existence as they stood within this void beyond all things. Nothingness was beginning to crack before him, logic was falling to pieces when his dark blade moved even the slightest.

Has he truly been holding himself back to such an extent that upon his true power being showcased this was the result? Logic and reason had left the window as soon as this being showcase what he truly was, time itself seemed like it was absent, that in this hell torn battlefield of light and dark She could not even view a fragment of the original reality within it, And it's almost like this void had become primordial. Absent of all things and yet containing everything, but Oryx was dominating that primordial, He was removing the logic of it, Darkness was consuming it taking it, tainting it. His mind, his logic. Was poisonous, It was the very venom to this Eden in a sense.

Does his knowledge over the darkness truly reach to such an apex, Just such a zenith, that she couldn't even begin to start understanding it?

She was a newborn to the might of being a Paracausal force, but Oryx had had billions of years worth of experience with this power, was this the gap between them? That when it was all said and done was this seriously all she was capable of?

Was she to be broken here and now? Fragmented splintered like another one of the kings common filth?

Something inside of her just wanted to run, a small part of her The one which was spouting reason at this point told her to flee, It is no wonder why it took six Guardians One of them blessed by the very light itself to bring down a lesser version of this being, there's no wonder why the gardener fears him, The reason why the light shutters at his words.

"Are you to move, or has fear cloud of your judgment."

'Its no use now, I have to win this no matter what. even if that means using it.'

Light shined as it washed over her destroyed flesh and mended them together, Oryx noticed this and narrowed his eyes. Seeing that poisonous light caused his soul to burn with hatred, The Vengeance he  still had towards it burn more brightly than the stars themselves.

Though thoughts were killed instantly when Tiamat Icarus dashed straight into his face and cast her dawn blade straight at his chest, with a wave of fire coming towards him, to this he fired a darkness blast that split it straight in half allowing him to dash passed the two severed half's and engage in a battle with her, as blades where meet.

But Oryx was done playing fairly, As a result when she swung he took his arm and coated it with the essence of take, and took her very sword. As a dissipated he summoned it straight back now corrupted and tainted, and plunge that straight into her chest, He twisted the handle that causing the blade to rotate inside of her, damaging more of her insides. She tried to retaliate by using an arc staff but was promptly slammed across the face by his fist, that was originally holding her taken sword. But before it could move too far. He grabbed her horn with his freed hand and lifted her up, slamming her down upon a spike made from the power of destruction He had conjured.

Thankfully just before she hit the thing She had reinforced her back with dragon scales like armor, But with her horn still being held Oryx could just simply pick her back up to what she detached her own horn by karate chopping it with her left solar infused hand.

Now with him no longer having a hold over her she popped a Nova warp, The expanding force of the void energy pushed the king back just enough for her to teleport herself up, and then behind him.

Though this would be checkmate for anyone that wasn't Oryx, as he in light of this simply twitched his right hand which held the handle of his sword, and she was cut deeply across her stomach.

She was confused, how had he cut her without him laying his sword on her!?

But Oryx stood there laughing, looking back at her She noticed that her blood was dripping from the edge of Willbreaker, had he moved so fast that she couldn't even see him? What sort of power of the darkness did he use to pull that off?

She sensed nothing, She just was cut.

Flicked his wrist, and she bleed, faster than time itself she scanned his sword and truth was revealed.

Willbreaker's edge was razor sharp, that was a given until she looked closer, the sword itself contained within its edge Oryx's Truth, his will, as such it was like an extension of him, his tool of truth, as a result he could just use this weapon to cut what's before him even if the blade itself did not connect, for the blade and Oryx's will was one in the same, meaning that thing could cut somebody without even touching them.

Seeing as this could prove to be a massive problem (not just because of this battle) but also because it seemed to be getting stronger she called upon the Gardeners light to form a weapon that could match his will, something that could help level the playing field.

She took the very conceptualized items of growth and crystalized it, but Oryx wasn't going to let this go without challenge, he was no fool, He wasn't going to simply let her form this weapon, as such she split off her own cells and formed another clone, which took the brunt of the kings strike, and as it fell and splattered into nothing she ripped from the light the instruments of change itself.

Its shape was far from simple, with branching pieces around it's guard sprouting out like that of out of control vines, and it's blade being that of a long yet curved like shape, not the straightened edge which Willbreaker held, further more this instruments of lights cunning, was overflowing I'm a heavenly light which stung the kings eyes, this thing was an insult to the logic of the sword, as it held no semblance to it, it's very exsitence was a laughter to it, a disgrace to the simple truth.

But something wasn't right about that thing, As he looked upon her her once gold eyes where now white, complete white, her mood was also shifted, no longer dead but now smiling? What was going on here?

And so Oryx received his answer as she took her new toy and swung it, and in slow motion the King saw the glimmering sparkles of its razor sharp edge shine with the will not of Tiamat, no far worse, the will of the Gardener positioned it's surface as it's might was shown as a spiraling blue vortex erupted from which it struck. the King channeled his darkness into his blade but unlike previous attempts at severing incoming projectiles or attacks this vortex did not yield, actually his own placement was reducing as it was being pushed back.

Oryx looked at this and Tiamat with hated eyes, was he seriously being pushed back by a mere vortex from that thing! That insult!?

No! He would no be pushed back again, he knew what was being played at here, the light may be trying to hide but unlike last time Oryx could feel it, he could feel the machinations of the gardener all throughout the space, It was trying to kill him once more, by using a puppet it was trying to strike him down again.

And so Oryx used his heightened power of destruction to carve away at the reason of the universe, The reason of existence, the game, everything. In a single testament of defiance against not only a boundless God, but the creator of light, Oryx in this moment had achieved what no other being was able to doing (besides the Widower) and that was defy its will. By shattering it's attack. And remaining there, standing as of nothing happens.

Tiamat, well more like the Gardener was shocked at this, as its eyes, (Tiamat's eyes), had widened before narrowing.

"You fight me with a puppet gardener. Sense the beginning I knew of your skeem, the Widower informed me beforehand. It knew you couldn't resist the chance to kill be, by using Tiamat as your Harold. Like your sis Katsu back during my original life, You much like my sister use puppets to get what you want. But now I will not die the same way twice. For I'm incapable of such a thing happening."

"..... You haven't realized it yet, Oryx."

".... So you speak at last."

"Yes, behold my voice with your ears, Harold of darkness, but now I am here to put down the monster that my other half has created."

"Monster, your attempts at insults are weak, and will have no affect on me. Gardener."

"Insults are not what I seek to do, I seek change, a change that will no come until you, and the Witness are taken care of."

Oryx paused, that name, he's heard it somewhere before.

"You both are stains of a broken logic that was meant to be exiled long ago, back when the primordial era still drawled breath. The simplicity of the universe was meant to leave, not return. Complexity was meant to arise for life to flourish everywhere and anywhere and yet I am constantly reminded of the stain created, you. Your son, your very lineage, the Witness, it's disciples, all of it. Every last one of you are tied to a broken system that was meant to end. And yet you still remain. Such thoughts fill me with a desire to see it threw, that the battle we had, wasn't for not. If I must take her body to fight you so be it, If her life means that this game can be cleansed of your twisted logics existence, then so be it. I will remember her name even if the universe doesn't."

Seeing her get into a stance Oryx looked at her examined her... Before scoffing at her.

Oryx and his life has never heard such heresy in the over 4 billion years of life he held under his wings, Remember her please does he truly think that she would actually do such a thing?

No, this is what the light does, take and lies, gives false hope to a meaningless existence and expects those below which to understand, Even though there is no reason to its logic only mindless chaos.

So Oryx walked, He did not feel the need to run, He did not feel the need to even raise his blade.

For when the gardener possessed Tiamat went to strike him Oryx spoke a single word.

"Widower."

And it was here that all hell broke lose.

For the Gardener was ripped out of Tiamat's body by an outside force, as a great shockwave could be felt, most likely the being of Darkness throwing the goddess of light across the highest level of creation, and Oryx and Tiamat being left all alone.

Just as they planned.  And with the main problem out the way this would all change very fast as the now annoyed Taken King would give her a courtesy like no other.

With her mind still dazed and confused Oryx took this time to spun a portal behind her leading to his throne world. But when the poor mother went to look up to see what was going on, She was quickly met by the fist of the Taken King which slammed into her face as it pushed her back. Though she gripped the ends of the portal Oryx simply retaliated by slamming his foot into her chest as thousands of hooks impaled through her back and ripped her through the portal, dragging her deeper and deeper into his infinite realm of darkness.

Here he stepped through, And upon arrival appeared within the center of his reality where the queen of light was being dragged to, and landed with a not so gracious landing.

It is here that when she stood she looked upon the throne of the Taken King, and with his wings held high, she saw the Dominion he held over this reality and she felt his energy.

His near boundless energy.

Though Tiamat was scared she for some reason felt like someone was patting her back, a gentle touch was placed upon her as she was given the Sight of what was some smaller dragon, and a smiling version of her.

Gold faded to pink as a silent tear came down her eye, she looked back only to catch a glimpse of the old Tiamat smiling at her, like she had done so many times before.

But she was reminded of the imminent death when Oryx stood up from his throne, his realm shuttered at his silent rage as he began to descend down the steps.

"Your master is Gone, your mind As a temporarily is free from her influence, so Tiamat, What will you do?"

"Why ask me this... My whole purpose, the reason she died... Was to kill you I may be without the Gardener but I will finish what we-.",

"Have you seen yourself?"

Looking down at her own hands she saw them shaking.

"I do not speak on my foes state of being, But as of now you can barely stand, You can't even wield your sword correctly, As of this point all I could do is simply crush you with my presence and you would be dead, You were a cracked weapon to begin with, damaged beyond repair. You were only stitched together with the light and lies And now that is falling down around you. Your own mental state is decreasing rapidly, Your body is crumbling from the inside out without the Gardener's influence over you. From the very beginning you and your master had fallen straight into our trap, I forced you deeper and deeper into your original primal state further from its grasp, Your new body began to see itself as an enemy. This is why you could not fight me when I truly revealed my power. Your own mind wasn't able to process what stood before you, It is like a child watching an adult fight. You cannot comprehend the moves that happens, The technique that is shown. This battle was faded to end in my favor. You were nothing more than a sacrificial lamb, like all the others, but it does not have to be this way girl. I see your regrets, as I have seen what you saw, her spirit lingers inside of you, I feel the regret on your soul. So I offer you a single accord, As I have asked my servants. Tiamat not the servant which stands before me. Tell me, Do you wish to live and see the world without the lights lies feeling your ears? If so like the God my worm which gave me the pact long ago I offer this to you, take my Queen piece and become my Queen, learn the secrets of the deep and be reborn as something more then just a servant. Become a force that stands beyond it."

As the girl stood silent she felt the woman inside respond with a silent Song, but Oryx with his realms mind could feel it's response. And with it he grew a smirk as he raised his hand as his queen piece formed.

The soldier upon seeing it to try to control her own body but it was too late, with her weakened mind and crumbling false sense of strength, the mother inside retook control over her own flesh and walked towards Oryx.

She remembered her talk, she remembers everything, she the views she used to have of Oryx, the way he lead his charge, true this may be foolish but it was this, or being nothing but a soulless slave who could not speak.

If she wanted to get back to her daughter, then she would take the option to regain her will.

She's seen his court, sure they are murderers, They are monsters (some more the others) But they still retain their original selves, Ravel her cutesy antics she has with Izanami, the death goddess with her love for reading, Lucifer his love for the arcane arts, and Acnologia his goals to become the strongest.

If at all anything she's learned from this, it's that darkness gives more then light and she would take that no matter what.

So as the piece floated in front of her chest she closed her eyes and a waited for the nightmare to be over.

It pressed against her chest, melting under her skin and entering her body She felt her connection to darkness grow as the light began to dissipate, until her soul cracked and her mind pounded.

Oryx stood at alarm from the sudden shift but was to late, even with his beyond Infinite speed and reaction time, within his own reality it has pailed in comparison to the final trap of the god of light.

A literal living bomb.

The Queen piece acted as a connection point between her and Oryx, as a result the Will that was still lingering inside her soul was able to travel the distance between it and Oryx slamming his very soul with a very essence of light itself, and causing Oryx to fall to his knees as his chest began to burn and his flesh crack.

The worm inside of him began to flail around rattling inside of him only causing a sickening feeling to wash over him, how could he have been such a fool to not realize that the gardener could have left one final trap for him!

Damnit all! This burning was beyond anything he's ever felt before!

He was forced to pull in the darkness of his own reality to stop this expanding mass of light within his body, his breathing was hectic as it was rapidly accelerating, But that was the least of his concern as of right now because overhead his own Oversoul began to shine a golden light, and it became all to clear what was to happen.

It fired up on him, but not of his command but of the lie spreader.

He was hit by his own constructs Ray, and sent plummeting through the foundation that he once stood upon into the darkest and the lowest reaches of his own reality with nothing but there's glowing light to burn his eyes to hell!

It is here in silent thought that with his body burning his worm roaring and his soul on fire, He couldn't help but think that possibly this could be the end, all living things would be thinking the same in this moment. The gardener had sent its direct power directly into him.

He was using his darkness in order to shield himself from the light but this wasn't going to hold forever.

It was cracking, And that beam was not ending.

Above Tiamat looked down as she held a genuinely concern expression as she saw only glimpses at the Taken Kings struggle to hold the beam back, she tried to use her own strength but with her already depleted reserves of energy, and now lose of the light she was unable to do anything... Unless...

Looking at both the essence of light and the dark in the air she began to pull it towards herself, she felt this power come to her and she clenched her teeth as the two forces battled inside of her, the two opposites were vying for control, but she forced her divine power to there max and forced another evolution.

Her scales became more smoothened as her clothing disintegrated before reappearing as a conjoined rode of light and dark essence, her red lines upon her horns had been removed as upon her right horn she had a black and dark unholy blue emanating from it, and the left a vibrant bright gold.

With what little she had after pulling this she used it to cast multiple barriers over Oryx, shielding him from the attack but thanks to the excess energies willed desire to obliterate anything that's took before it it made its way to her and attacked her as well, her mouth opened but she did not scream nor cry, instead she pushed out whatever ounce of power she had left to make sure that the one which tried to save her would be saved, tears began to stream down her eyes as she remembered the memory of her daughter, That's small little dragon she promised to come back to.

"Sorry baby, mama won't be making it back."

Her arms began to crack as to did the kings, but as he looked upon her shattering form Oryx looked at the light and felt his soul ignite in his endless hatred.

With his own power being near boundless he attempted to push it back by adding more and more of his own reality in front of his shield but it seemed like the beam would only increase if he did this, So without any further to do oryx called upon his most powerful ability, the very authority of the widower itself.

Surrounded by purest darkness he conjoined this with his Realms very will, But quickly began to feel the strain of this power pulling upon his muscles, He ignored this however quickly pushing up He forced himself to rise up as when he did summoned his blade into his hand!

The taken King would not FALL!!

With what he must do burning deeply in his mind with these shields that was being provided to him by Tiamat he use the widowers authority to push back against the Gardeners own, The corresponding clash ripple throughout his ascendant plane causing mighty quakes and space and time as the realm began to tear at this, But as he did this he condensed it down into his sword Willbreaker Being a glow and ominous Crimson as with his roar defiance would be held once more towards the very being which was trying to cause this!

ORYX WOULD NOT BE SMITTED IN HIS OWN REALM!! AND WITH HIS CRY HE LAUNCHED THE ATTACK!!

"GARDENERRRRRR!!"

Bright crimson essence lit up the sky as it swirled into a mighty vortex which plunged its way into his own oversoul and quickly began to capture the light, It is here that Oryx would once again use his power to Take But this time amping himself up on the power given to him by the authority over darkness itself He used what last of his strength he had in this reality to take the light and cast it outside of creation far beyond the void and into the complete realm of nothingness or it would detonate and whatever destruction was had it could be there.

And with that it was over The king nearly fell but he plunged his blade into the ground, before hearing a crack looking down a fragment of Willbreaker had broken off of his blade, But strangely enough it still held The very authority of the widower itself inside of it, like it was keeping this fragments together not allowing it to break apart.

He would ponder this later, But he pulled himself up back to where he stood as his body ached with pain, then however he heard his once future queen speak.

"Oryx... Is it done?"

*Stop the theme.*

He turned around as eyes locked with one another, silence fell as tiamat began to walk towards him, with cracking legs that began to expel ash from them, her own body was burning away, unable to sustain the Paracausal forces being housed within.

"You know I looked forward to being your.... Queen.... But I guess that wasn't for me."

Oryx looked at her as she stood Infront of him, in terms of height he stood taller than her by a good margin but she was still passed his neck, only being about two feet shorter.

"Tell me Oryx... Was I a good mother?"

His eyes looked upon her with confusion, why was she asking him such a question?

"I could see your memories as we battled... I saw your rage and sadness, The loss of your child... I saw you witness your own daughter's death, Your son being slaughtered. I saw everything... It reminded me of me for I lost my children... They left me far beyond my reach and I wondered if I ever was the correct parent to them, If my love was actually what it could have been."

Her legs began to break and when they did she fell upon Oryx's chest, However she expected to be pushed away but instead the king left her there, He went through her own mind as he saw that she spoke of.

"How do you do it?... Turn lose to strength... How do you love when they cannot feel your love?"

"Love cannot be separated from the ones that had gave it to you. From what I have seen they had not deserved you, They openly spat in the very face of the one which gave them life. In better terms you deserve better, idealistically many organic beings but want what you had given, But the universe is not that of giving, those that give are the ones that suffer. Those that take them, are also to suffer. Our pact, your love, It is all a trade a bargain, that we all have suffered from."

Tiamat listened but as she did her own stomach turned as she felt her eyes tear, she remembers so much of what she did, how she was forced to fight so many, Oryx wasn't just her only target, There was more that suffered, More that was her own children.

Looking at the king She opened her mouth to speak her final words.

"Tell my daughter, Tell my children to forget about me.. never to love me... That I... I wasn't there for her... Or my children... I-im a failure... I harmed so many of them. I'm nothing, I'm no mother. I'm a monster, It is best that they just used me. Because now I am no different I have became nothing more than just a killer."

She placed her face upon his chest. Oryx, Still did not push her off mainly due to his arms being so still and in pain that they were nearly incapable of movement. But he remembered a much more pleasant time when he and his sisters walked the flesh gardens how he would tell stories to his younger sister promising her a future better for their family.

A time when games and happiness was present, When everything wasn't about blood. Looking at her now He was reminded of her, When she was so young and small.

So lifting his hand, Oryx place them upon her shoulder and spoke.

"Truth Is something that cannot be ignored only can be grown by it, You never reject the truth. You never disregard its existence. You face it and you must move forward, But that is what we were taught, That is what I taught. And that is what all of my family has shared. It is true that you are loved was twisted but it was by means outside your control, does the guilt still remain It will. For it was the same with my sister when she was young, but you will realize quickly, That within this game pain and anguish or as common as pleasure and happiness. Your children have rejected you, But now You know the truth. That should bring you peace. Even if it is not the truth you wanted."

In her final moments Tiamat smiled, She laid there against the taken King as her body began to dissolve into nothing more than ashes.

And when it was done she had disappeared, and Oryx looked upon where she once stood before feeling himself become woozy as he teleported himself to his throne and sit down.

His body burned, The light inside of him was beginning to become a quelled though the damage he had sustained was very very much on the forefront of his mind.

Tiamat was slain, His realm was damaged, His oversoul was put through hell, His material form had almost failed him He nearly died in his own throne world. And he had yet to face a true fraction of what The gardener had thrown at him. With a small portion of her strength she nearly crippled and killed him, looking at his now fragmented blade He realized the battle ahead was not going to be easy.

If they are to win if they are to move forward then they needed more power than they could possibly comprehend.

It is here that he felt a hand and lay upon him, looking up He noticed the widower standing there It's face blank, And yet he could notice some kind of amusement coming from it.

It is a shame about Tiamat such a being could have made a great ally but now my friend. We are pressed with a more challenging decision. We have seen our enemies might first hand, You see that they are now unafraid to break the laws to kill you. So what shall you do Oh King friend of mine?

"This will never end without the end of the gardener. So long as light remains lies will also remain, We must build a force that can destroy the gardener"

Right you are, the coming war will be more vicious than any other war thus far. It will be a true battle of Light and Dark beyond the scale of any game that had previously arrived. If we are to stand a chance then we must grow evolve overcome adept. As the swords dictates we must become stronger. I will assist you and your court in the effort of growth.

"What of the gardener?"

As of now I have drove her off but now she protects herself from me using her power to conceal her movements through complex means, I am unable to bridge the gap between her and his wall. Meaning that she is most likely preparing her own forces.

"Then I will require more knowledge of the deep and I know where to find it."

Oh you do huh?

"Yes, It would appear that I'm heading back to my original reality."

Yes, indeed it does.

To be continued, in the next book.

The end.

Now hold up everyone wait a goddamn second I know this might have came out of absolutely nowhere but hear me out Don't pull your pitch torques at me just yet let me explain people calm down calm down calm down.

Okay listen look I wanted this to be one whole book but the Big B ended up throwing out so many plot twists with this newest season of Destiny and several other things which have recently came out that has not led me to rethink the plot of the story from this point forward, Now you see I don't want to put all my ideas on this one book because we can dead ass have a 60 chapter book and yes although I am fine with that what I am not fine with however is postponing this for an extended period of time for me to then put all of that on a single book when I have so many other products I'm trying to work on as well, listen I'm not abandoning the story I just need some time to get my thoughts together on what the hell I'm going to do from this point forward You best believe his tale is being told but so many different character is getting background reveals being introduced with other characters I need to try and introduce Do you honestly think I can fit all of that in a time frame I need to finish my other books?

The question is no, I need some time to think so yes this book is done but his story is not done nowhere near done You're going to have like 20 more chapters of Oryx in the next book I make I already even have the book artwork made I just need to have some time to myself to think about where I'm going to go from this point forward.

Anyways hope you guys enjoyed this This is part one of the Oryx dynasty part completed, And as hinted he's going back to his original reality I wonder how the destiny versus going to react with the king of the hive now appearing back there.

And oh boy I hope you guys are excited because dear God I'm about to bring the thunder and the lightning upon the destiny universe!!

YOU THOUGHT THE WITNESS WAS THE ONLY THING THEY HAD TO WORRY ABOUT BUT YOU WERE WRONG IT WAS I DIO WHO WAS THE TRUE MENACE OF THE DESTINY UNIVERSE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Ahhhhhh anyways, again I'm sorry for springing this on you guys so suddenly but I felt like this was a good point to leave the story because now if Tiamat out of the way that is a major arc of this book done and now the main juicy ingredients will come to you guys but be patient at max you'll probably be waiting like 3 months and considering how fast I like to go through my mind that's being generous You're probably going to be waiting at least most likely like by the start of next school year I'll have that thing out hopefully.

That's if Bungie doesn't throw any more loops at me.

All right anyways guys I will catch you guys within the next book catch you all later.

Word count: 10018

DIO MOTHERFUCKING OUT!!!!!!!!!!

At last, The time has come for the conversion of a new dynasty, They thought that his rain was over. That his dominion over that reality had lessened, how long they were finality will be shattered.

A war is coming a war beyond the likes of anything we have witnessed thus far in one of our games My creators certainly do know how to host a show light versus dark, complexity versus simplicity, mind versus chaos, This will truly be a show for the ages.

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"You think your force will stop me!!?"
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"I ask, o cunning mind, who are you?"

"I could ask the same, o cunning mind Savathun."
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"What is that? Next to the witness?"

"I... I don't know. But it looks like some hive armored human."
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"We have seen enough, but we have not foreseen this."
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"Your King has returned!"
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"They shall be taken as your wish my king, I shall assault there network and plunge my blade threw there minds heart."
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"Who are you!?"

"I am death and decay, the left shadow of the Taken King, but please just call me Izanami."
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"You've seen darkness first hand haven't you Phoenix haired girl."

"I have, for I've learned from the Harold of it.""
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"With my will, your collective shall serve me!"
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"Artoria began your work, with the Upended and the knowledge we have collected this will bring the end to there armies."
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"My old ship... How you stand there silent for so long. It is time to take helm and use you as intended."
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Ahaha, so many possibilities, so many ways for this to end and I must say for this to be an interest is an understatement, to view this from the garden, to see all this come about, I wonder however how the future will respond, will it break? Will it shatter into bits, who can even tell with these being anymore, all I know is that the show shall start once more. And you all should be exited for it.