How to destroy your life in another world too!

Chapter 22 - Revelations or BANG

-Enter, you can. Repeat myself, don't make me.

-Yes yes, I come.

I enter the room.

Inside, I a stone with magma, a wise aura, that floats and talks with a deep voice!

Not what happens!

Inside, the resistants are shouting "surprise!" and are laughing at their prank!

Still not what happens!

There is just a stone… A big stone… And the room is empty… No style, no beard, nothing… Just a stone…

I see a c***k slowly taking shape in the middle of the stone, when talking it starts (I think I'm being influenced here…).

-For this meeting, I was waiting.

-Oh yes, at that point.

-Revelations, I prepared…

-Huh?

-Earth's Moar, ready are you?

(A/N: after this chapter, when necessary, I'll use Moar of Earth, Moar of Nyggloth, and Moar of the Empire to distinguish his names as I didn't give him a name on Earth and in the Empire).

-Eh? How do you know my name?

-And a revelation, one!

-Wait, how do you know my name?

-My omniscience than the knowledge tree one only of one level lower is.

-Oh!

The knowledge tree is an entity reputed to know everything. Very peaceful, it doesn't seem to have its own opinion. It's like a "world mind" that only has as opinion the one of every living and non-living being. It makes it particularly idle, and I guess I understand how knowing everything makes opinions not matter much to you. Nobody knows how a tree was able to become this powerful, but as I have a stone before me, it's only half surprising to me. At least, a tree is alive, and as the intelligence increase with rank, it's okay, but a stone… How was it even able to cultivate?

-A lot of questions yourself you ask, but as for me, one question I only have.

-Oh yes, I was thinking you were omniscient?

-Almost my friend, almost. But one thing I want to know…

I frown.

-Which one?

-In the world, there are great powers… If to be calculated my rank was, rank 300 I would be…

-300? Higher than Merlin, than Gods? You are equal to Moth?

-In power only… And yet, something is blocking my sight… In the imperial palace, I cannot see…

-Seriously?

-More exactly, a particular point invisible is to me.

-How is it possible for someone more powerful than you to be in the palace, the emperor is just rank 5!

-No, someone else it is. My knowledge threads, he cut.

-Your knowledge threads? What is it?

-Just a connection with all places the omniscience is, in some kind of energy this connection is made, knowledge thread this is called.

I suppose that the omnipotence is working in a similar way, by pulling these threads, I think. But rather than concentrating on that, first …

-Can't you speak normally?

-Sorry, recently I was watching Star Wars in your brain, I'm quite a fan you know… You should import earthling films at Nyggloth. It may give inspiration to Nygglothians so they can create more interesting entertainment.

-I'll think about it.

-Cough Cough, let's go back to the subject… This mysterious entity is able to cut my threads.

-Given that it is in the imperial palace, it is highly probable that…

-It is the real master of the Empire who pull the strings.

-By the way, if you could stop interrupting me, I know you know everything including what I think but it's a pain!

-Yes, sorry…

-So it's stopping your rebellion from acting! And that's all?

-Moth has been constantly sleeping for centuries, but I know, because the gods know, that her sleep is not natural. Someone forced her to.

-Certainly this man. He is after all at least as powerful as you two… It's strange he didn't make any move…

-So, what's my use in here? I'm just rank 5, I'm just strong for a mage, I'm nothing compared to gods, let's not even talk about this entity!

-It's pretty simple. Weak as you are, he'll underestimate you and you'll be able to spy on him without any problem. After all, the attention he gives to you is pretty similar to the one you have towards a potential ant under your foot-

-Sorry, I don't like to step on insects.

-I know, but I didn't have time to finish, because I knew you wouldn't let me finish. So I waited for you to interrupt me so I could add "when you have shoes".

-Phew, I'm relieved.

-It is time for you to go sacrifi… Hum, to go help the cause…

-Yeah, see you!

[…]

I leave the cave and the stone keeps its mouth open for a few seconds…

That slip was a close one!

[…]

I'm not sure if I can trust the information given by an almost-omniscient being of rank 300, so I decide to go to do what it wants and to cross my sources after obtaining more information. There's no way it's not trying to use me.

But what the stone doesn't know (in truth it knows but I have the right to lie to myself ok), is that my AI worked from its creation to now on its growth in all of the palace! Now the palace, from the roof to the last floor, the floor -15 is now covered by the system.

I take a parchment I specially made for the occasion, it's a bit cheaper version of the ParchMoar™ 8K of ©MoarNygglothOfficial that I released in Nyggloth. By lack of time and budget, this parchment only has 4K, doesn't have applications nor a camera, but it's more than enough.

I watch the emperor for about 2 hours…

[…]

After 1 minute…

Well, it starts being boring…

[…]

After one minute and a half…

Well, it's really boring now!

[…]

After 2 minutes…

It's really… Zzzz…

[…]

After 2 hours…

-Biiiip, Biiiip, Moar, it's time to wake up, the emperor is moving.

My AI wakes me up. I'm still tired, but I don't have time for this!

I see the emperor who going down the floors.

And then I realize something: I'm at several thousands of kilometers of the palace! How will I manage to follow him by myself!

It's sure that the enemy is in a secret room filled with traps behind passages full of traps!

So I have to follow him myself, else I wouldn't know what he's doing outside of the formation.

I am about… I believe 4892km away from the imperial palace. I give myself 5 minutes to, even if I lose him, still be able to find some tracks to follow… 4892 divided by 300… 16,306666666666666666666666666667km/s!

Phew, I had a scare! It's still doable! It's 17km/s and the speed of light is 299792km/s, which makes it physically possible.

But it's still 61200km/h! My body was starting to fall apart after 2500km/h…

It's almost 25 times this speed!

It's even a bit faster than teleportation between cities! So no city teleportation would let me get there enough!

For their defense, though, most of why these teleportations are so slow, beyond the fact that it's no true teleportation, are the identity check and the payment of the fee!

So I'm going to have to take the risk of disintegrating due to the air's resistance. It's risky, and that's without mentioning having to avoid obstacles such as the mountains in the way…

This is what any mage would think!

But I'm not anyone… I'm an earthling!

Orbital travel, does it sound familiar to you?

I'm going to take 2 minutes to take off, 2 minutes to land, and rush at an incredible speed to do 2892km in 1 minute! I can hold my breath for 1 minute easily even in space, as my constitution is still stronger than the average spacesuit, and without the air resistance, moving fast is no problem for my body. Even though I can't stop my blood from boiling then freezing, I can stop my veins from exploding.

I hurry to cover my skin with a layer of clay that I harden with fire. It's to save me from being burnt by the flames that will inevitably appear when I'll enter the atmosphere, and also to escape to the terrible feeling of the humidity on my skin transforming into ice.

Wrapped in a layer of brick, I JUUMMMMPPPPPPP in one go in the space!

My raw strength is insufficient to do such a thing, but this is why magic exists! I use my aura as an explosion engine!

Once in space, I take out all the mana crystals I own and start doing something that could be called wasting them irresponsibly!

Using the principle of short distance teleportations, which are true teleportations. I tweak the "speed management" part and why I needed to be in space to do that becomes pretty easy to understand. Each teleportation ends with its base speed with added speed from it. If an outside saw me, I would give the impression of constantly accelerating, rather than only moving between each teleportation.

What actually happens, however, is truly that: each teleportation moves me instantly, but I still take time to cast it and start casting a new one after casting it. But because I'm moving at a higher speed each time a teleportation ends, that movement speed adds to the number of teleportation I can cast in a given time, increasing at a high rate my speed. I wouldn't be able to cast the millions of short-range teleportations I would need to cross 2000km in 5 minutes, but by using it to increase my movement speed instead, I am moving and accelerating at the fastest rate anyone could.

However, to move at the speed I wanted, I still used a tenth of the Empire's GDP in mana crystals in that minute. Solely to replenish my constantly depleting mana!

Anyone, including Merlin, would have a heartache watching me, just from the idea of using so much money just to go faster, but I'm not scared of doing it!

I finish my teleportation streak and start going down!

It's there that the problem with the use of so many teleportations comes into play. It is the same problem you have when you use a levitation spell on yourself: you are overly disoriented and so become sick!

[…]

The same peasant who was in his field earlier…

He hears a grounding sound, and raises his eyes… And discovers with surprise, in the sky, a second sun!

But something feels off…

"Why does this sun keep getting bigger and bigger?", he asks himself?

And it is then that a hole was created not far from him. Of this hole, a man goes out.

This man, he's me!

[…]

-Sorry, here is a bit of money to pay for the bath!

-The bath? Why? You didn't dirty me in any way! I can't accept such a thing?

-Well, if you want, bye!

I quickly take back the money, wave at him, and leave to the capital, which is not far!

[…]

Watching the figure disappearing on the horizon, the man sighs…

-I still don't know what could have got me dirty…

In the middle of his words, several liters of vomit fall on him!

-Sir? In the end, I think need a bath! Sir? Give me my money! Beeeuuuuaaaaarrrggghhh!

He can't stop himself from throwing up, and I can't too while telling this.

The only reason my vomit fell on this poor man is that I got pushed astray from the capital by the sheer force of me throwing up!

You can imagine me flying with a rainbow propelling me! A perfect Nyancat! The version no kid should ever watch!

[…]

In any case, during my fall, I lost all my limbs. As everything is done, I have no problem growing them back again.

How I lost my limbs, however, gets me thinking. I underestimated both the speed of my fall and the thickness of the layer of dried clay I would need to keep myself safe from entry into the atmosphere. Beyond my skin getting severely burnt, various joins broke under the wind pressure. The only reason I didn't make a bigger crater when falling not far from that farmer was that high resistance continuously slowing my fall. However, I didn't fall long enough for my speed to be low enough to reach my terminal velocity, and I still made quite a mess when falling.

While I'm thinking this, I'm a bit distracted!

And a tree collides with my crotch! I'm suddenly overtaken by a horrible pain!

False! I lied! Actually, I barely dodged it! Admit you were scared shitless!

You didn't?

Well, I did.

[…]

During this time, I didn't give up the surveillance of the emperor.

Even if I got a bit late, he still only had the time to go down to the 14th floor…

I made a decision to avoid thinking about whether these are floors above or below the ground. I want to avoid losing time when thinking to myself like this! There are only three floors above ground, the first floor included, so from now on anything above 3 will be negative!

[…]

I caught up to him, finally!

Fuck this emperor is fast!

He just entered the 16th floor.

I'm hidden by my formation's AI, so I just walk normally behind him. All the noises and even the light are intercepted and sorted by the AI, so no one knows I'm here.

This is part of the advantages of having an AI grow so much. I had it grow little by little, without ever revealing itself. The formations traced always included many concealing formations, which were all selected among the ones with the highest coverage per tracing surface ratio, so it could allow the AI to trace slightly beyond its limit new concealing formations before tracing everything else. It was needed also for these formations to be able to be traced really dense, so the rest of the AI's various components could all be fully functional at any given point in the space covered by the formations. This is why the AI's growth was so slow, so many things had to be done for every few millimeters of territory gained. At least the surface gained increases exponentially, as it grows in all directions at the same time.

Anyway, getting back to where I actually am, all the negative floors actually are dormitories for millions of hidden soldiers to live. They are kept for two uses. The first is as a strategic asset, unknown to the enemy and as such of which the 1st strike would be unpredictable, in the war. The second is to be able to deploy them for the defense of the city, which is still the heart of the Empire, need there be. This is why they are under the imperial palace. Not only would no one even think about looking there, but it's also the most vital part of the capital city.

When I was thinking, the emperor got closer to the back of the room. The floor, as all the negative floors are, is a single, big rectangular room.

He approaches a corner of the room. Right when he does so, everyone, who were all glancing at him so far, seems to have their looks slip away from him.

It certainly must be some kind of magic, or else the eyes of people wouldn't be unconsciously avoiding this part of the room.

The emperor leans on one of the sides of the corner for a few seconds.

During these few seconds, his usually stern face relaxes, and he let himself look as old and tired as he is.

The only time I saw him looking something else than stern was when I drugged him when announcing my marriage.

After his little rest, the emperor straightens up and goes to the second wall of this corner. He goes through it directly, like it doesn't exist…

Platform 9 ¾!

OMG!

I hurry to run after him and rushes to the wall!

-Ow!

I hurt my forehead, I'm fortunate to still be within the range of my formation. As soon as I get on the other side of that wall, there won't be anything hiding me and my noises anymore!

I guess I'll have to do some thinking…

[…]

It's been about 2 seconds since I've been measuring and calculating things.

To be able to better calculate, I leaned on a wall, the same wall the emperor leaned earlier, and it turns out that I discovered by chance the runic equivalent of a switch!

I intended to probe what's behind the wall then calculate the spatial coordinates and do a true teleportation there, but it seems there won't be any need in the end.

Though my guess is that it was to go through the wall, I don't actually know if this is actually what it does, but I have nothing to lose trying it out!

I don't test by using my finger!

I'm a natural player!

I run in the direction of the wall!

And I close in… I go through it!

Hooray!

-Yeee-

BANG!

I hardly start celebrating that I hit my head into the wall behind! Just after that wall was a perpendicular small corridor, and I ran straight into the corridor's opposite wall!