Chapter 638: A Dark Day…

"WAAAAA!!!!! ABADDON, FUCK YOUUU!!!"

"Hahahahahaha!!!!"

The laughter of an enormous eastern dragon echoed throughout hundreds of thousands of miles in space.

Abaddon was only a fraction of his true size as he soared through space with Sif nestled between his horns.

She spent the first part of this trip mesmerized by her ex-husband's majestic new form.

As a simple eastern dragon, Abaddon was covered in glossy black scales wrapped in his usual gold tattoos.

His wise-looking whiskers were just out of reach so that Sif couldn't pull on them to force him to slow down.

In this form, Abaddon could take full advantage of his body's flexibility.

He did more loopty-loops than a pair of shoelaces and flew so fast that Sif couldn't even properly observe her surroundings.

She was glad she'd made the choice not to get up and eat today, or else Abaddon definitely would have made her throw up already.

Sif materialized a large hammer made of ice and started bashing him on the top of his head.

"S-Slow down you big bastard! You're going to give me a heart attack!"

"Oh? I thought my ex-wife was a big girl?"

"You're going to have a big knot on your head if you don't stop trying to terrify me!"

"Well since you asked me sooo nicely."

Abaddon finally slowed down enough for Sif to get her bearings on her surroundings.

And now that she could, her eyes immediately began to water.

The pair of them had arrived within a famous spacial anomaly.

The Omega Nebula.

Her vision was filled with an immense cluster of stars and brightly saturated swirling colors.

It was incredible.

Sif was so speechless and stunned by the scenery that she missed the moment where Abaddon disappeared.

Or perhaps 'disappeared' may be the wrong term.

Abaddon merged his physical aspect with the celestial space around him- causing it to appear as if he were slowly vanishing.

"Are you comfortable?"

Sif jolted when she heard Abaddon's voice come from all around her.

It wasn't until she looked down at her feet and realized that she was standing on nothingness.

"H-Hey, where'd you go?!"

"I'm still right here, stop panicking and just pay attention."

Sif was so startled by the fact that she could no longer see her ex that she completely overlooked her senses.

She could literally feel Abaddon all around her.

It was like her body was wrapped in a warm hug- minus the chiseled body that she had gotten used to groping.

But still, it was nice.

"You're blushing." Abaddon noted. "It's quite cute."

"Shut it, space man." Sif threw a halfhearted punch in the air.

"Ow." Abaddon said dryly.

"Eh? Did you actually feel that? Did it actually hurt??"

"Yes. And no."

"How interesting... but can you get back underneath me so that I can atleast not get nauseous when I look down."

"Technically I am under you." He chuckled.

"D-Don't be a smartass and just help me!"

Abaddon was trying to show just how much fun he was really having.

Out of nowhere, he materialized a wooden floor for Sif to stand on.

Half a second later, there was also a leather sofa, a fireplace, and a nightstand with a lamp on it.

For finishing touches, there was a photo of their entire family together on the mantle.

"Better?" Even though Sif couldn't see Abaddon's face, she knew he was beaming with smug satisfaction.

'No, or at least nothing on this scale. I can hardly even see 5% of what you are doing right now.'

Unlike Abaddon, Nyx's cosmic awareness is not total.

It has a radius around the same size as that of earth's solar system.

But she, just like roughly every other primordial god, knew that Abaddon had just seized control of everything in space.

The sun and moon gods were absolutely shitting themselves right now.

As she said, Nyx was quite close to Abaddon in some cultures.

Therefore, she was one of the only ones who could slip into his mind when he wasn't on his guard.

And because he didn't know such a thing was possible, she practically walked right in.

A good thing too.

'I need you to stop for a moment and calm yourself, my dear dragon. Pay attention to the worlds you are so focused on.'

'What..?'

'In your haste to fix what you broke, you almost broke it all over again. Nether is a very dense magical energy with certain stringent requirements. Not every world can handle it, but you know that already, don't you..?'

Now that Abaddon was looking carefully, he could see what Nyx was talking about.

Not every world was comprised of the same exact list of ingredients.

They're like toilet paper.

Some are built durable enough to withstand certain kinds of 'excess'.

Others tear easily and cause you to put a finger in your own ass.

The terminology may be a bit open for debate, but I digress.

Among the worlds Abaddon destroyed, 80% could not hold such a complex energy as Nether without the entire planet dissolving.

The remaining 20% could handle it, but he would have to introduce it into the atmosphere very, very slowly.

As in, over the course of approximately 3,000 years slowly.

By that time, the dead would have already dissipated and become true nothingness.

And even if Abaddon were to bring them back from oblivion, their sanity would not be fully intact.

He was stuck.

'I... I...'

Nyx 'hugged' Abaddon warmly in understanding.

'I know you didn't mean it, Abaddon. But this is what it means to have our power. Our responsibilities.

This is the harm that I wished to spare you from.

The mistakes we make have consequences that we cannot undo. We can only make better choices going forward.'

Abaddon fell silent. experience mv,le,mp,yr content

Amongst his own inner turmoil, he understood full well what Nyx was trying to get him to see.

There was no 'reversing' things.

Only learning not to make the same mistakes in the future.

A brand new nebula appeared over each of the desolated planets.

The dead souls still floating around on the surface were all sucked up into the atmosphere- where Abaddon welcomed them all into heaven without distinction.

When the last soul was welcomed into paradise, the nebulas closed and Abaddon fell silent.

Nyx didn't rush him into speaking, she just waited quietly in the confines of his mind with her metaphorical hand on his metaphorical shoulder.

Nyx tended to play around a lot with him, but one thing she was always serious about was that Abaddon was her friend.

She would be there for him as long as it took.

But she knew that she alone would not be enough to hold him together.

'My dear friend, I need to step away for a moment. Can I trust you not to do anything until I get back?'

'...Yes.'

'There's a good dragon.' She 'smiled'.

Abaddon felt Nyx leave the privacy of his mind not long after that.

As a result, the thoughts he began to harbor were known to him and him alone.

Thousands of years later, Abaddon would remember this day as one of the darkest in the time since his reincarnation.

But it would hardly be the last.