Insight, Hindsight, and Foresight Part 2

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Before we begin, I have some more fanart to display. The creator this time around is Ferrymen with his art portraying all of Dovah's main transformations throughout the story so far. The link to it will be at the bottom of the chapter.

If anyone else wants to have their fanart featured, just send it my way and I'll display it on whatever chapter I post next with credit given to its creators.

Thanks for the continued support and enjoy Dovah's latest beatdown!

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I'VE PLACED EVERY PATCH OF LAND YOU'VE EVER STOOD ON

EVERY BIT OF AIR YOU'VE EVER BREATHED

AND I PROMISE, I WILL PLACE THE GROUND THAT COVERS YOUR GRAVE!!!


Reality roars the most intimidating monologue I've ever heard as his pupils glow golden and flames hotter than the concept of heat itself begin to surround him. I even see glimpses of a massive golden halo behind him before my view becomes distorted and I feel myself getting torn apart far faster than I could ever hope to perceive.

My multi-dimensional barriers and [Super Deflect x Status Reflect] combo were shattered like glass. The magnum opus that was my body folded and tore apart like tissue paper in his hands.

And don't even get me started on the energy and sheer pressure he was giving off.

"I was not named after the very concept of reality; that concept was named after ME!!!"


In one instant, I'm mentally terrified but physically fine, and the next instant, my body is reduced to chunks, the noose I made is reduced to tatters, and I'm even more mentally terrified. Golden flames cover my body as reality itself shatters all around me and I find myself in the mental void I had my first fight with my Dovahkiin at.

These flames aren't mine though. They're Reality's and they're preventing me from even trying to regenerate or repair myself. The reality itself around me is warping, blocking me from healing like the very concept of healing no longer exists where I am.

Body, mind, and soul. He saw through it all and destroyed it all despite me being at my absolute max. I couldn't even hope to resist that onslaught... So the gap is still this large, huh?

But despite everything, I'm not angry, or even disappointed.

Humbled, definitely, but more than that...


"Well, heheh. Heh... it was worth a try. Expecting some golden Fruit by the Foot to be what takes you down was a bit of a stretch on my end. I suppose I should've grinded a bit more beforehand; but still, even without me being around to help them, I know my sisters will accomplish what I never could."

"Even now, despite being moments away from permanent erasure, you still stick to your ideals?" The god asks me as his hands start to glow golden. "No more revivals. No more transmigrations. This is the end for you, (y/n), and that's what you still believe?"

"It's what I came here for, right?" I ask while just barely managing to lift my head off the ground. "I came to this point in time and walked into this tree to get rid of any remaining hesitation, and I did. I already set up the stage for them; besides completing their training, I'm no longer needed."

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