Black Sabbatical; Kagura Of The Transient Current

It only took a moment after passing through the Dimension Gate from the Veritas for Kairo Kaizoku Tymon to recall the very many things embedded in his being through the Lord God Almighty, and words, expressions, feelings, and sometimes, even thoughts, could not keep up with the flow that surged throughout his being. For quite some time, he had been waiting for exactly this, and wasn't sure when nor how it would manifest -- but it was surely much more overwhelming than he anticipated, where so many of his functions were nullified simply from having to experience it.

He could not feel as fast as it went through him, but he did become what he was much faster than his emotions could feel. The same was of his words; they could not be verbalized, for the changes happened too swiftly for language to be able to conceive. The words were all there, but they were happening too fast than could be spoken, thus causing the mouth to close tightly. Even his mind, with all going through it, had thoughts that did not keep up with the speed of the thinking -- the speed where the words could be dictated still in the mind. No, the mind moved so much faster than thought, because thought was slowed to a point of conscious recognition, and he already fully recognized himself now. It was himself that was recognizing himself that moved so quickly throughout his being -- the knowing of himself surpassed all manners of speed, and no words, thoughts, feelings, or expressions were even necessary.

He had stepped into his being and that happened faster than all information could comprehend... But when he slowed himself down, he, like all information, would be processed in different forms by everything around him. Just as information became light which became sound, so too could Tymon, Shinseigami of the Veritas, reveal himself to all creation -- just the same as God did. It took a very long than to simply imbed the information, but it was about the actual capacity to process the information, and not about it being latent. If others could not process it, there was no use in it even being within them. So he had to make himself perceptible to those who saw things more slowly and less intensely... Like those who saw light or heard sound better than other things.

So he walked slowly through the Dimension Gate and into the unknown, very much in Deep Thought the entire time. All of his senses were nulled to him so that his mind could have the greatest attention to itself and not the outside world around it, which bore no importance right now, and therefore no outer senses needed to be given dominion. His eyes closed, his ears blocked, his mouth shut, and his flesh stopped feeling. With all of the other senses nulled, the Sixth Sense took over, and it continued its transcendence into even greater senses.

All the while, Shinseigami Tymon appeared normal. He walked normally, albeit more slowly because of the inward attention, and was not at all eccentric. Even his aura did not give off a presence nor distinction different from others. As he moved, he moved throughout himself, coming into and out of, and all throughout. Even with something as simple as a light stroll, Tymon was undergoing a great and powerful shift into what he was trying to be to the Earth many years ago. They were ready now for it, he saw, and he could be how he wanted to be with them rather than against them, where they did not see him fully, but only as an enemy. Now, even if they did see him as an enemy still, they would be able to see more of him as well, because he was allowing the fullness of himself to be expressed.

And it was the greatest, most pleasant peace to have ever been within him. He walked, and it was like passing through a windy breeze made of water that had the heat of fire and the decisive form of the earth. All such happened in passing, and like a very long river, it didn't end with just the flow. In fact, like the river, the flow was only the beginning.

In Tymon's time in the Dimension Gate, he did not immediately exit out of another end, as was standard for normal people when using the Dimension Gate of the Veritas. He knew secret ways to use it, since it was his own, and he also knew that it didn't need to have a set destination as a gateway point, and one could actually enter inside of the dimensional stream within the Dimension Gate itself.

Passing through at the same steady pace, he saw many things pass him by -- life, memories, the future, parallel times, alternate realities, alternate dimensions, and all manner of other things that one could imagine. None seemed to faze him at all externally, but all that passed before his eyes and mind and emotions were taken in and considered for later -- absorbed into his being to be purposed where it should. He was gathering data all at once from everywhere so that he could perform the next Judgment with utmost acuity.

A leisurely and pleasant stroll through all forms of dimensions or lack thereof was a lovely experience all on its own, even when experiencing passing strong feelings like extreme pain or sorrow, extreme wrath or happiness, and other extreme emotions that mortals would find difficult to embody even one of. Yet Tymon reflected on them all as they constantly passed through and amplified themselves through his mind and body and spirit. Feeling so much and also not expressing any of it at all actually made him tired, as he normally didn't have to exist that way constantly...

... But only just recently, it came time for him to be in a Godly state constantly, and also to not obscure it as much as he did before. It was still something that needed to be eased into for the rest of existence, but the journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step. He had done it before a long while ago, but that is what attracted the events of his own nation's government attacking him constantly for several years. The recovery process from such an attack was only just now wearing off, and still wasn't completely weaned, but it had been recovered from enough where he was able to achieve and maintain his Godly state for as long as he wished.

... Though the issue this time was, based on instructions from God, he wasn't supposed to break it this time. That was always the most difficult thing, because whether all the people who claim to know what it's like to be a God think they realize it, they don't know how tiresome it really is to exist that way at all times of the day. Tymon had been practicing and knew that one day the time would come, but he didn't expect it to happen right out of recovery with no time to simply rest. 'Ain't no rest for the wicked', as they say, which thereby means that there is also no rest for the good.

No matter the case, it was instructed to him by God, and he would have to take this in baby steps. That is why... He needed this Sabbatical. It was important to the Lord, his God, who taught him everything. He was leading His lamb again to the next place by faith, and Tymon surely did follow Him and only Him. There was no one and nothing else, and that is how he liked it.

Meditating on all things that came and went, Tymon saw with his Dimension Eyes into all of the dimensional structures passing him by, intricately analyzing as many as necessary. However, during the end of his passage during his 'Black Sabbatical', he came across the elder Scriptures he jotted down in his life, as well as their placement in his system. It was all too coincidental that in that moment, he would see the fullness of the 'Konjiki No Gash Bell 2', and he saw therethen that the power of the Heart Energy had finally shined through.

Moved to pieces, Tymon's entire form destabilized momentarily as he took his next steps, but his eyes remained completely affixed and set, with only the rest of his form shifting. He saw those eyes... The eyes of one whose heart was pure. "... I Guess I Wasn't Too Late, Huh...?" With someone and something so instrumental to his own life and works, and also being recognized in return, there was no way he was not going to reciprocate the love of any of the influences that made him who he was -- and all his work, for that matter.

There was no way in hell.

So Tymon's eyes intensified into a blazing dimensional storm, as he foresaw from that point on the path that would bring about the greatest blessing to them all. And he wasn't going to stop until he fulfilled that mission. "... The Lord Has Spoken," Tymon uttered, using his next step to solidify his form and take off exactly to where he needed to be now in order to meet up with those who were waiting for him... Those whom he'd been calling out to for so long, finally responding his call.

He was so glad he hadn't ever given up on them... Because now, it just fortified and magnified his own conviction, made stronger by theirs, as well as their faith. There was nothing that was going to stop them now -- especially not as long as he knew what gave them their great strength of heart to extend out to him. "... We Will All Rest In Peace... In This Life, And The Next..."

This was the Heart Energy he was always hoping truly existed... Now that it was observed, it would be preserved, and protected, never to be snuffed out again.

Never again.