The Wreckening

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It was late. The city was nearly completely asleep. It was a city much like many others; nothing special or defining about it. Just an average city based on... Where is this location?

???: "The Wrong Place At The Wrong Time."

A voice -- but from where?

???: "I Know What Must Be Done."

Whatever was speaking seemed to have its wits about it... But what was it going to do? The sky was dark. People were asleep. The city only stayed alight from those who worked at night, which weren't very many. Not as many as one would like to believe. But those that were awake would hear the voice of this unknown entity as if something spoke into their very minds.

???: "Prepare To Meet Your End."

From all over the planets, they witnessed the encroaching dimensional monster bearing the pumpkin-shaped head. As it was a law of nature for people of this dimension to be born with powers of some kind, and seen as an abnormality not to have them as opposed to the opposite, even the Otherworlders bore some type of special capability to take on the coming threat. They didn't know his capacity, but the stronger of them seemed very confident in their abilities, for whatever reason.

The weaker of them would stay and tend to the planet, but it seemed like more or less, everyone was in a panic, as if they didn't have any kind of organized process for dealing with something of this level, let along sentient. Why they believed they could take it on must have belied in their confidence, wherever that came from, but it was time for them to prove to themselves just how very capable of protecting their worlds they were.

Countless superpowered beings flooded from the star system, each in their own ways, some similar or overlapping, and they started to organize themselves along the way. It seemed like they only thought of doing that because, though they were each more or less confident in their own abilities, none of them believed they could handle the opponent alone, and due to their non-instantaneous means of travel, they had time to think and exchange ideas with each other, leading to said result. So, the Otherworlders came up with a makeshift plan and several contingency plans, hoping to overwhelm the being with their numbers and their intellect rather than their power. With a superior command over the situation, they could take advantage of the situation and gain an advantage for themselves, ultimately leading to a victory.

Pumpkinhead neared the oncoming onslaught of superpowered beings, being of astronomical size and power, far beyond any of them, and likely well beyond all of them combined. He knew this to be a futile effort, but they were not yet so informed.

It was time to let them know how little command and understanding over dimensional concepts they truly had.

"... Give Up," Pumpkinhead groaned, voice sweeping across their star system as a violent whisper of turbulence, "... I've Already Destroyed Your Dimension Long Ago." It wasn't clear at first to Pumpkinhead, but it was starting to feel familiar to him now, since this was the dimension that he used as a stress ball that time on the Lost World, where they first formed that rogue faction -- the Zetsumei. This was the same dimension he clenched in his palm and destroyed over and over again, only now he was on the inside instead of the outside, and they had no idea he'd even done that, let along how long ago that happened.

With prior knowledge of this, he knew it also fruitless to even continue doing anything in this realm, because it was already destroyed, and this was just a fractal stemming from the original. The shard of life would soon fade away, just as the outer portions when they were first destroyed.

Pumpkinhead had no more business here.

With a much more significant step, he transitioned across so much space so very fast due to the immensity of himself that he was billions of lightyears away in but a moment -- as one could easily be down a street long before an ant could make it down a single block. The ants of this realm couldn't see nor feel the collapse of a dimensional structure, but when Pumpkinhead triggered the break on the interior, that made it fall apart faster. Though it was already destroyed on the outside, because it was a dimension, it was still dimensionally correct as long as the interior dimensions were still in place. But now, since Pumpkinhead had broken them within, that was causing an instability which forced a structural collapse of the dimension internally, which would eventually synchronize with the dimensional shattered done outside of it.

"You're Already Dead..." Pumpkinhead grumbled as he passed on, seeking now to walk into the next dimension. The nostalgia was good for him, though. It helped to clear his pumpkin head, which had so many thoughts that he did not verbalize. He continued to think as he walked on, the dimension falling into an implosive vacuum as he walked away. His movement at such a great magnitude did not help the already weakened dimensional structure, and the instability of the infrastructure only worsened, furthering the speed of the collapse and the vacuum. It could even possibly pick up enough momentum to sweep away Pumpkinhead whilst he was still there. But he quite often traversed the planes of Shattered Dimensional Energy, so it would have no effect.

The pitch blackness blew past him like a breeze, yet also like a bursting flame, and, too, like a wave of water. But once everything was consumed by the blackness, there were no longer any properties of anything, and there was nothing everywhere -- except where Pumpkinhead stood, all alone in the void, no longer looking to be as astronomically ginormous as he once was, but somehow normalized in proportions to what he would be in a typical scenario. He looked neither large nor small, yet there was also no comparison of his size, so it could not be determined -- hence why this realm was the realm of Shattered Dimensional Energy.

Pumpkinhead walked on in the solitary, empty nothingness, seemingly aimlessly, but with sheer and clear intent.

Even as Pumpkinhead passed on and walked out of existence into the place where both the broken fragments of existence went to die and where existence itself died, the most powerful people in all the universe he just left -- all of them, all at once -- would slow or halt the collapse, keeping it in check, as well as themselves locked in place fending it off. Something like some sort of super climactic apocalyptic rapture event that would be the end of all existence and seen as an overpowering extinction caused by a religious entity or God.

So, this was their perception of it, regardless of how Pumpkinhead saw it, which was -definitely- not the same way.

But, this left the other parts of the universe -- every single planet, solar system, or galaxy, all the way up -- without their most powerful people. They all were at the edge of the universe, holding back destruction, trying to fix it, and being stuck there until they do or they die. And no one else knew about it.

And... This was the result.

As the many heroes and superheroes and any level of superpowered hero fled to their regular duties across the worlds, stars, universes, and so on in their dimension, the villains and supervillains began to rise up, as it was made clear from the heroes all taking to the threat of Maximillian.

Though, others that were more powerful and alert, reigning highest over the hierarchy of heroes and heroism, would find that a greater threat than Maximilliam was out in the dimension, threatening their actual dimension, and apparently had been demolishing them since a long while ago. They had taken off to face this interdimensional threat whilst the remainder of them lingered to hold off Maximilliam, leaving the individual worlds to pile up with villainy and supervillainism of all sorts.

Thus, their worlds became oppressed slums due to the absence of heroes, and almost what one could define as 'Hells' and 'Lawless Lands.'

"FINALLY..."

Pumpkinhead had been waiting for an eternity for this. "Maximillian..." The 'Antag' of this 'Realm'. "Then... To The Next..." He had clear intent -- to use his destructive power to just kill people in and across all dimensions. Like he enjoyed. He just didn't realize it.

"Now..." he thought deeply, becoming greatly enlightened, for some reason that seemed like the Character Development he'd always been building up to... "Pumpkinhead Smile..."

Maximillian would be on the ropes when the dimension started to converge around his own chaos, and it would start to break down and leave an empty space for Pumpkinhead to continue to form out of. Creeping and more until the empty dimensional space that was left from Maximillian using up the 'Dimensional Fuel' -- that is, regular 'Energy' -- Pumpkinhead would be all that was left in the 'Empty Space'... Not new 'Manna' -- that is, 'Creative Energy'.

And, he, finally having achieved 'True Peace', would ascend to being a 'Peace' -- that is, 'God Of The Veritas' -- all on his own. At his own 'Father's -- GOD HIMSELF -- behest.

"As... I... Wished..." he closed his eyes and let loose 'TYPHON' -- that is, 'The Tyranophant.'

The Tyranophant, Ty-kun, was released to go fuck up Maximillian as Typhon, the ugly destructive Ungod version of the Godly Tyranophant. But... It was still a God, just... More Ungodly?

Anyway, yeah, he used 'Fuck Shit Up' to... *Flips pages*, "A radical distortion in the spatiotemporal superposition of the target suddenly becomes a break in the faultline of reality, shattering it to bits with an explosion." Or something like that.

Judgment was closing in swiftly upon Maximillian. He tried to rape as much as he could from little slave girls and his Slave Girl, but instead, only ended up pedophiling a child, and that was the culmination of all his life and work that he built up to in his life's work.

So, he dedicated the remainder of his life to Sin as if no one would give a fuck, ending with no one giving a fuck about him nor his life, but LITERALLY EVERYTHING HE SAYS AND DOES BECAUSE they want to kill him, due to being the most supergenius villainous supervillain that had superpowers to maximize the potential of stuff he did. But his wastefulness of what he did limited his 'Maximum Potential' over time by trying to do the same things and commit to the same things that had lost their 'Kinetic Energy' and 'Potential Energy' by continuation over time, and experienced 'Exponential Decay' that Maximillian denied because all he ever really did was use the most maximum potential of whatever the 'Maximum Potential' of the 'Potential Energy' -AT THE TIME- was.

So he also hired a serial killer that also eats people -- the Flying Purple People-Eater -- to try to help him, but it ended with only the One-Eyed, One-Horned, Flying Purple People-Eater gobbling up all his 'Potential Energy' in the form of the actual people he needed because Maximillian could not let it go that he couldn't use the same level of 'Potential Energy' because over time, if the energy shifts, the 'Potential Energy' is just not the same level as it was to any degree because it does not go back to how it was unless you go and recreate the point of when it was at its most maximum, or by creating a new opportunity for it to occur out of whatever will actually function.

Otherwise, the 'Potential Energy' was all waste, and always wasted, and Maximillian simply didn't care.

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It was dark.

A night that screamed 'danger' all around. It was unnatural, really, this particular night in this particular plane of existence... Because someone was coming from another, which brought mayhem with it. Mayhem unlike any seen before... Yet, everything seemed normal. Even what one would call 'dangerous' was on a relatively normalized scale.

Why?

Because there were heroes. Superheroes.

But where there were superheroes... There were also supervillains. One of which had escaped from a different dimension and come to this one in an effort to escape someone's prying eyes from the Veritas Dimension. This supervillain -- Maximillian -- was being hunted down by the Veritas because of his dastardly attempts to destroy other dimensions, which disrupted the dimensional harmony of dimensions connected to the ones being disturbed. The Veritas was one of them.

He had the power to cause general chaos on a large scale; Magnum Chaos. This 'Magnum Chaos' that Maximillian created was usually aimed for the center of the universe he was in, which in turn would bring said universe into chaos and under his control... Yet the universes connected that were within that dimension would become weaker due to the sudden disharmony, and the dimension would eventually collapse upon itself with all of its universes within it becoming nothing but chaos. He'd done it before and sought to do it again, but was thwarted by the Veritas Dimension's protectors and chased to this dimension presently that they were in, to one particular universe, and one particular planet... A planet much like Earth. Only one thing was different than the normal earth -- there were superheroes.

Maximillian, who was able to take the form of pure chaos, found his way to this planet in a universe that seemed good to destroy troublesome, finding it to be the only thing out of his favor in this type of environment. Perhaps this dimension did have superheroes in other universes, or even had some in this universe, but they were thriving on this planet. That's what made it all the worse for Maximillian.

The 'Law Of One' activated when 'The Tyranophant' appeared, and so too would the 'Pumpkin Head' be donned upon him. The 'Forbidden Crown' that belonged only to 'The Forbidden One'. Yea, there The Tyranophant -- who was Pumpkinhead -- would hover over the waning superheroes and supernaturals -- the Nytozins, as they were called in 'The Veritas'. He looked malicious, for some reason, but vocally restrained, and with the 'Fourth Restriction' upon him. When he spake, he called, "Tremble..." and the entire universe would quake at the boom of his interdimensional voice, causing all of the ricocheting particles to accelerate and also to spiral off into tachyons, which would scramble the ends of their universe, where Pumpkinhead himself had initially created the Shattered Dimensional Energy swallowing up their Dimension.

The flecks of 'Broken Dimension' would create an 'Empty Space' around them that caused the universe's wavelengths to become more imbalanced, and also for them to absorb the 'Dimensional Energy' of the areas surrounding, which would transform all of the 'Dimensional Energy' into 'Shattered Dimensional Energy', which was either unstable or nonexistent, and did not differentiate in its state of essence (or, lack thereof), and would totally erase whatever they touched, leaving open room for the Pumpkinhead -- who traversed this plane of existence as his home, in between the 'Broken Dimensions', where they all should connect.

The Tyranophant's wrath transformed him in his Insanity into Typhon, his Ungodly form, because of how maliciously malevolent -- that is, Mersclevolent -- he was at those who sought to oppose him, and his Pumpkinhead. The Pumpkin Head was upon him, and he felt that murderous rage that came from his deep, burning furnace of a core. They enraged him so greatly, calling themselves heroes as they fought against something they did not understand, as usual, that he just could not help but become their enemy. Not like he already wasn't. Might as well fit the bill for them, yeah?

Whether or not they lived to tell the tale or survived the impact, Typhon was going to definitely make them pay for turning against him as Satanic -- Adversaries of the Holy One that only came to help them. This was what the Pumpkinhead held onto forever, as his grudge against all that fought him.

A Pumpkin Head was left to watch over Typhon as The Wreckening continued from the Black Friday triggered by Tymon. It continued to grow, and Tymon saw on from the Fall Of The Seventh Moon in The Veritas as The Tyranophant. Though he knew all hope was not lost, he did see how the Black Friday events did trigger events that were mainstream and did indeed cause havoc and other such Magnum Chaos, such as the generation of variable Antagonists across the Prime Chaos.

Though classified as one of The Primeta, Tymon was also an Ungod, especially as Typhon, who was his Ungodly Form, save for The Insanity, itself, which was kept in TATARI, the VOID SUN. However, the Pumpkin Heads kept that Pumpkinhead contained.

One Pumpkinhead that Tymon never got around to allowing to be released was the 'Dark One' -- the 'Mysterious' Pumpkinhead who was the actual 'Devourist' version, named Karasu, who is a Cactee. Karasu was always the physical counterpart to Pumpkinhead, the Scarecrow, who was a Flame Of Eternity rather than a Scarecrow that was a Devourist -- that is, a Pumpkin rather than a Cactus.

Karasu was more suave, and a lot more diligent and focused, but still quite and powerful -- strong and silent. Seeming to be intelligent and calculative as well as deep and speculative, this perspective of Pumpkinhead gave it the capacity to understand its own self as a part of which it was when it was first created. Recently, the Blue Pumpkinhead -- Jack Frost -- was about, saddened by the works necessary in the Void and Shattered Dimensions, retaining much grief and sorrow about work. Yet, coming home to the Big Tymon as a Pumpkinhead reaped more rewards.

Even so, Karasu was 'The Crow' and had 'Crow-Stylized' Themes and such. This Pumpkinhead was a smart one, unlike the big dumb-seeming versions that normally were about.

The Green Pumpkinhead... Karasu.

The Pumpkin Head left behind enveloped Typhon and absorbed an Ungodly amount of energy through Absorption, performing 'Eat A Crow' Ritual in 'Reverse Rejection' to 'Reinvert' the 'Pervy Sage' whilst also casting 'Maximillian' off into the realm where counterpart 'Tear M. Lacrimoso' could pick up the slack and clean up.

Karasu seemed related to Tear, the T.Y.R., somehow. As well as to 'Tomon -- The Forbidden One'. Yet, was a 'Pumpkinhead'. This covered the 4th, 3rd, and 2nd Restrictions, making this 'Messenger' -Crow- *The Bird* that served as the 'Dark Messenger' for both 'Eat A Crow' and 'Flip The Bird' -- which this was the culmination of both of. When Karasu -- The Bird -- was initialized from the 'Flip The Bird' protocol by 'Pumpkinhead', then 'Eat A Crow' would occur automatically after the 'Dark Messenger' completed the 'Black Friday' sequence...

As is what occurred during 'THE WRECKENING'.

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The Zodiac that were askew which were always at War with God and had been gathered together under Ophiuchus of Lucifer for the final combat with some that were already rested in the Alchemic Dwelling of the Veritas were still being watched over by a Pumpkin Head -- the very Last One. Then, all would be completed in what was spoken by 'TYMON NIKIA BOLTON II' long ago in 2015.%0A%0ASuch, the Zodiac Spirits -- those 24 Elders -- would all be dealt with accordingly and assembled, with the trek being concluded here with their respective Rest in the Veritas... In Peace and no longer askew or disfigured or fighting God or the Veritas. Pumpkinhead was responsible for this task since back then, and passed over via the VOID SUN behind the Shattered Dimensions.%0A%0AAn account of the 'Times' and 'Cycles' as well as the 'Zodiac' and the original 'Parliament' would be kept up as the 'Scripture' of the 'Consecration' of the 'Black Friday' and its 'Chain Of Causation' during the 'Butterfly Effect'.

At the end of The Wreckening, the Cauldron to the Boiler Room of Pumpkinhead opened up and swallowed whole all of the characters that were part of this escapade to make them into Verities of the Veritas, or anything of the Veritas' dominion -- including fodder or fuel and byproduct.