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Hello again, for the final time.

This will be a rather short story, taking place after Cold War Crisis.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1 – Cosmic Depression

A vast multiverse, spanning over hundreds of universes, containing endless galaxies, each filled with various life forms, both sentient or not and yet, why am I not satisfied? Why am I sitting on the top of a mountain right now and contemplating about my existence in categories of failure? What's wrong? I am an Elder God, and yet, I feel some weird emptiness inside of me.

Right now, I'm in a special universe that I co-created with Mavet, an Elder God that is my friend. He is actually my best friend of all of the lot. Witty, good looking, and charismatic – he's just like me, and we're on the same page a lot of times, just as when we created this universe.

A real paradise, one could say. The planet we're on we called Shamayim is just what the name implies. A feast for the eye and ones very soul. I can see Mavet and his female weapon partner, Maeve, walking around slowly. She's giggling all the time, which also causes Mavet to laugh. But they seem to be happy with each other, not on a friendship level. But I don't understand how it works.

I also have a partner. Her name is Oblivion Lost. A blonde woman in a sleek black bodysuit matching mine, who is always pestering me. It's always "Master this" and "Master that". She literally can't take a hint that I want to be alone some at times.

"Maaasteeeer!" she suddenly runs up to me, shouting with a cheerful voice that wants to make me puke.

"What?" I answer in the grumpiest way I can muster.

"Master, look how the two are happy… Umm… Maybe we could… Walk along together?" she asks shyly.

"No. If I want to take a walk, I'll walk alone."

"But Master…" she grabs my hand, and that finally tips me off.

I take a backhand swing, and slap her with my open hand in her left cheek. The sound echoes around us, and she grabs her cheeks absolutely surprised.

"M-Master…"

"Why don't you take a hint and fuck off!" I shouted. "I don't know what game you're playing, but stop!"

"Master…" she says with her eyes getting wet.

"For all these years, you've been doing some strange attempts at… I don't even know what you want! But you won't have to worry about me anymore!" I yelled and disappeared.

I appear in a small void I created beforehand. The silence is almost tangible, contrary to anything else, as not even a single sub-quantum particle isn't present here beside me. I think I don't have any purpose to exist anymore. I should just dissolve myself from this plane of existence. One thought, and I'm gone forever, without a trace remaining…

"Hi there," I suddenly hear behind me.

I turn around, and see a blonde woman floating behind me. I know her.

"What are you doing here?" I ask. "Shouldn't you be tending to your own stuff?"

"I should, but I was delegated to help you. I don't know in what way, just the notion was announced to me," she explains calmly.

"Help me? I doubt you can help me…" I sigh deeply. "I've lost the meaning of life. Just before you popped up, I've contemplated about committing suicide."

She raised an eyebrow visibly and asked, "Why would you want to that?"

"I find no more joy in my existence. And I'm becoming ever more frustrated, since there's something incomprehensible for me missing in my life."

"Something missing?" she asked. "Power?"

"Have that in abundance."

"Knowledge?"

"Fine, thank you."

"Humor also isn't missing I see," she noted. "Love then?"

"What is love?" I ask, genuinely surprised myself. "I know the meaning of the word, but… The word itself is empty for me…"

"I see… This is your missing feature…" she pondered. "I might have a solution for you, Adam."

"Do tell? I doubt it will help…"

"You can only help your depression with waiting it out," she said. "You should fall into stasis."

"Then I'll be interrupted," I answer.

"So you have to expend your godly might in an act of creation, so that you won't be detectable."

"And what after that? I will be miraculously healed?"

"No. When the time is right, you have to perform a rebirth. Experience a life of a simple human being, so when you reawaken, you'll have a different perspective on things. You should know that it works like that yourself."

She's right… But I haven't thought like that, because I was too downright depressed… She actually saved my life.

"But what about my creation?" I ask.

My guest placed her hand on her chest and said, "I promise on my honor as the Goddess of the Seven Stars that I will protect your multiverse. However, what you created together with Mavet is excluded from my protection."

"That's quite a burden you're taking upon your shoulders. Would it be too much to ask if you would do me one more favor?"

"Ask, and I'll see what I can do."

I form a black ball in my hand, glowing with a faint white light, and pass it on to her.

"Why not just let me read your mind?" she asks slightly irritated.

"I'm not used, nor will I ever allow somebody to mess with my mind, even in read-only mode."

"Okay then… Let's see…" she pondered upon the ball. "That's a reasonable request. A bit eccentric, but doable for me. Just don't bear ill will towards me when you're mortal."

"I won't remember that anyway."

"True," she smiled

I smile too and say, "You shouldn't be here right now."

"Oh? Why so?"

"Because it will be hot here," I laugh. "Thank you for the tip, and I hope we see each other soon!"

The void around them expanded into nigh infinity in a blink of an eye, and Adam disappeared. His guest looked at a random point in the void, and she was almost blinded by an enormous cosmic explosion. She quickly teleported out to the Nexus surrounding the void, and watched as a new galaxy was born out of the explosion.

I hope we do see each other, Adam. Right now, I have so much on my plate that I don't know whether I will survive…

Just an FYI - this chapter happens before the Chosen One series.

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