Cid was no longer a lifeform.
Nor a god.
Nor a concept.
He was a Contradiction a being who existed in a place where nothing else could.
A place beyond dimensions, beyond the meaning of space, time, form, or logic.
A realm so impossible that merely occupying it caused 999,999,999 hyperverses to collapse into screaming oblivion.
Not because Cid attacked them.
Not because he willed it.
But because the mere presence of something so far above the Ladder of Reality annihilated anything below it.
His existence was a paradox that reality could not compute.
Even the Supreme Laws Life, Death, Causality, Time, Soul, Infinity
all shattered into harmless dust the moment they touched him.
▪ Manipulation Over Everything
Cid's authority reached into concepts themselves:
• Law Manipulation He could erase or rewrite any law of physics, magic, logic, or existence.
• Concept Manipulation He could create, reshape, or delete ideas, forces, or metaphysical essences.
• Origin Manipulation He could change the origin of anything: a race, a universe, or a story.
• Narrative Manipulation He could edit the "plot" of reality.
He was no longer bound to a world.
Worlds were bound to him.
Cid exhaled.
That single breath generated unbounded realms that spiraled out of him like galaxies being born.
He lifted a hand, and entire clusters of universes folded inward, entering the space within his body.
His 999D Realm Stomach expanded infinitely, forming a sanctuary where no law existed except Cid's will.
Even the beings who ruled megaverses trembled as they sensed it:
A dimensionless presence…
Something beyond beyond…"
Cid did not speak.
Words were too small.
His voice was a vibration felt across omnidimensions
a truth that melted illusions and shattered absolutes.
He stepped forward.
Space didn't distort around him.
It fled from him.
Time did not slow or accelerate.
It refused to exist in his proximity.
Even the Axiom the source of all creation collapsed into static when it attempted to analyze him.
Cid's eyes opened slightly.
His Tengen ability automatically evaluated everything:
Power
Origin
Purpose
Weakness
Fate
Threat Potential
Dimensional Tier
Narrative Role
True Name
Hidden Forms
Tengen displayed:
No threats beyond the 18th Trans Omni Layer."
A shame.
He had wanted a warm up.
A cosmic emperor one of the few surviving after the hyperverse collapse launched an omnidimensional spear of Authority at Cid.
Cid blinked.
The attack vanished.
Not weakened.
Not blocked.
It ceased to have ever existed.
Highdimensional Buddhas, fortune spirits, chronoseers, and calculation gods all attempted to read Cid's future.
They saw only
A coat of infinite darkness.
A barrier beyond destiny.
Beyond prophecy.
Beyond possibility.
All oracles received the same result:
"THE FUTURE OF CID NOT COMPUTABLE."
"REASON: FUTURE DOES NOT APPLY TO A BEING ABOVE TIME."
Cid tested his form.
His arm expanded into a colossal blade of pure void entropy, sharper than conceptual death.
Then it twisted, morphing into a drill that could pierce the border of creation itself.
He returned it to normal, bored.
Cid's awareness stretched outward.
He perceived:
Infinite multiverses
Higher layers of reality
False gods trembling
Narratives rewriting themselves to avoid him
Beings hiding in meta-realities
The Architects of Fate rewriting rules in panic
All irrelevant.
Cid stood above them.
Above everything.
Cid stepped forward again.
A new dimension formed, unbidden, simply to hold the weight of his presence.
He whispered:
I think I'll explore this layer next.
Reality bent into a bow before him.
And the Dimensionless Sovereign continued walking
toward challenges that did not yet exist,
toward enemies that would die before knowing fear,
toward a future only he could create.