Julian froze as his windows into the Earth went- well- crazy. It was like a blue screen of death? But with actual reality instead of a computer. What the hell happened? He tried to look at different aspects of the prime reality but all he got was a string of numbers. But as bad as he was taking it, his allies were taking it worse. Slabs of consciousness floating and cancelling off each other, those that survived were frozen repeating the same thought over and over.
"Hey! What gives? Damn it I wanted her to lead us to the numbers!" he was getting no information at all. What the hell happened! The game was going perfectly but it was like the machine broke before getting to the good part.
The nebulous entities were slowly recovering from- well whatever that was.
Returning
Slowly things got back to a simpler state- smaller. Much smaller. There was only a single window now, showing just darkness. Julian was still struggling to understand what happened. He tried to 'play' the past, but the strange mirror, or portal, just kept on freezing up and- damn it more of those numbers! Floating in his eyes, dancing and mocking... He was starting to see why they had to be removed. The way they.. they... defined the universe... they had to be destroyed... had to be destroyed... had to be destroy-
Julian clutched his head. Yes- head. He- he still had a head. A body. He didn't a second ago, but now he did. Sort of. He had to remember that. "Someone explain what happened!" he said as the aspect of his psyche slowly detached itself from the others and the equilibrium was reached again.
Analysing. The scenario failed. The constructs were neutralised.
Julian blinked as this hit home. That- but- it should have been a sure thing! Not to mention the most embarrassing thing that could have happened to him. A child, a little girl... just.. defeated a god? Admittedly it was his first attempt at influence in his new state, and he was not yet aware of the weaknesses of his 'divine' hand. (Apparently, there was a weakness)"How?"
Unknown method of definition.
That statement meant nothing to him."Urh.. well try again. Just send more beasts to her, and beat the information out of her!"
Not possible.
"Why not!"
Unknowns need to be generated... There are no unknowns left to achieve breech of such magnitude.
Julian relented as information from them was fed directly into him. Apparently there were inbuilt limits on what he could do, based on some kind of 'unknown-equation'. He didn't get it really but somehow forming the dark moon created a huge unknown on the Earth... a surplus of energy that they were using. However Lilly just neutralised this surplus, constrained them once more... It was as if the dark moon was now shielded in a veil of numbers, and each number had to be removed in a curious count down if seen from the outside... it would take time. (Not to mention might be very strange if one had the magic eyes to see the dark moon now as it counted down.)
Lilly was aware of weaknesses that Julian was not. That- cheater! A god was not supposed to have weaknesses! "We... need to know how she did it. Give me whatever information you got on her- and not the useless stuff." Maybe her transformation had more to it then met the eye.
Lilly's 'file' was presented to him through the strange mirror- and the majority of it was filled with useless details such as the number of hairs on her head- that took a few pages... (wait now it was a book?) This reality was weird... really weird. It was just so malleable to what he thought was happening when nothing was really happening in a physical sense.
He calmly read the 'book', as it described what the enemy knew of Lilly's sun-form. Twin tails that aided balance, Four- (he snickered) breasts, Four.. heh... well, 'that' was way too much information. He groaned a bit. But nothing that explained what she did.
"Urgh.. this should have worked... it should have..." But it didn't... why?
We have formed a consensus. Your scenario failed. Cause: you are not truly aware of the full nature of this existence. Therefore, we will accelerate integration.
Julian could feel them pushing inside him, tearing away humanity. He held on to the core aspects that defined him. A human instinct of self preservation. He evaluated his life, taking out the small moments that made him who he was as they tried to quell it and make him one of them. The strongest aspects of him... Anger, hatred, to wipe civilisation clean, to make earth start over... all that he tried to hold... to become...
