The Martial Unity

It shook his consciousness to its very core as it struggled to even comprehend the sheer magnitude of information that flowed from the world towards the primordial seed lake.

Rui was no stranger to large amounts of information.

The heavy datasets for the VOID algorithm, the extraordinary database of vectors for the Angle of Laplace, the immense brainwave data for the SOUL System, the physiological and environmental data for the Tree of Life, and the Scriptures of Terra had tempered his ability to process vast expanses of information.

And of course, his large soul models and existential models for Enlightenment of Self and Resurrection were worlds of information by themselves.

And yet, what he beheld coursing through the Information Dimension, converging into the primordial seed lake, was more information than he had ever seen in his entire life.

RUMBLE!!!!!!

The sheer ‘weight’ of the information overwhelmed him like an ant swept away by a tsunami.

It exceeded his wildest fathoming.

It was a world unto itself.

A microcosm.

His consciousness struggled to process it as specks over it overlapped with his information-form, the packet of information representing his existence, in the Information Dimension.

RUMBLE!!!!!!

As the information swept his consciousness, his mind processed it, even if barely.

Even if superficially.

And what he saw shocked him.

What he saw was the past.

As if he had engaged in the Angel of Laplace for just minutes or even hours, but days, weeks, months, years, decades, centuries… and more.

As if he had used it for millennia in the past.

It completely overwhelmed him.

For the first time, he understood what normal people experienced when subject to his Martial Embodiment.

“ARRRGHGHHGGHH!!!!!” Rui screamed with pain as the information overwhelmed him.

So much that his mind could barely parse it.

Barely.

What it did parse, however, shook him to his very soul.

He heard sounds. He smelled, felt, tasted it.

He saw visions.

Visions of the past.

Experiences and memories of the past.

“—ndrian Empire will enter a new era of Harmon—” The determined voice of a young emperor.

“—ogether, Martial Art shall revolt—” The roar of a revolutionary, beckoning his fellow Squires to create a new era.

“—Mama! I want thi—” A child’s voice, pleading her stern mother.

“—f the twenty-second century and so—” An academic tone of voice buzzed by his ears.

“—ather, into your hands I commend my spiri—” Flashes of final words uttered with boundless piety and infinite salvation.

“—hroughout Heaven and Earth, I alone am the Honored On—” Words of enlightenment, uttered upon liberation of the soul.

They spoke different languages. Kandrian. Panaman. Genoran. Moridian.

And, much to his shock, English.

Aramaic.

Sanskrit.

Countless memories.

Countless experiences.

Countless lives.

Countless people.

They all ended in death.

Stabbed in the heart.

Struck with a cannonball.

Shot in the head.

Nailed to a cross.

A poisoned meal.

Pure horror emerged in the depths of Rui’s mind as he realized what all of this information was. It was the information of every single human being who had ever existed in Gaia and… in Earth, whose death had returned not just their matter and energy to the world, but also their information.

It was the sum totality of all of humanity.

All of it converging into a single point.

The primordial seed lake.

It was an information black hole.

RUMBLE!!!!!!

The world shook as the information black hole.

When he opened his ethereal eyes in the real world, he felt chills run across his body.

It was his body-consciousness shivering.

Shivering with fear at what he was witnessing.

RUMBLE!!!!!

The chamber of creation shook as the entire lake of primordial seed converged into a single blob, as a flood of information converged upon it from all directions through an abstract and immaterial layer of reality.

The exotic pluripotent matter and its omni-wave function absorbed the information as its omni-wave function collapsed into those of distinct substances.

SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT!

Into biochemical elements.

Carbon. Hydrogen. Nitrogen. Numerous other elements came together as the flux of information shaped not just its composition, but also its placement, alignment, and shape.

It took the form of a humanoid female.

‘Her’ skin was paper white, inhumanly so, while ‘her’ eyes were pitch-black. They were filled with life.

They were filled with more than life.

They were filled with life.

All lives.

An embodiment of civilization itself.

An impossible existence.

His ethereal eyes widened with awe and horror all at once as he laid eyes on the unfathomable existence before him. It showed him that for all of his time with the miraculous substance of pluripotent exotic matter, he had still yet to barely scratch the surface of what this substance was capable of.

Somehow, the pluripotent exotic matter was in a state of quantum superposition with countless different states. It was trillions of things all at once, each in a state of quantum superposition that had yet to be collapsed.

How could such a substance exist?

How could such miracles occur within the realm of science?

Where did such a miraculous substance even come from?

He didn’t know.

And yet, he had to deal with the extraordinary events that it allowed.

It allowed for the creation of a being that contained the sum totality of all of civilization within it.

It created a being that was the embodiment of all of humanity of the past.

RUMBLE

The world shook.

Not the material world.

No.

What shook was the nature of reality itself.

RUMBLE!!!

The faintest hints of bloodlust emerged in ‘her’ eyes.

Just the tiniest iota of malice.

It made Rui’s skin crawl as his expression crumpled with horror.

For he felt the weight of bloodlust and malice from many, many trillions of lives converging on him from a single point.

It was like staring into the sun with all of its light magnified by orders of magnitude.

It was why he couldn’t even fathom what came next.

‘She’ took a single step forward.

A single step was enough. WHOOSH

‘She’ appeared before him, as if the very concept of distance bent to ‘her’ will.