I Can Assimilate Everything - Chapter 586

Capítulo 586: Memories of THE I

He Assimilated the very corruption and the Malformed Abomination that had erupted after exceeding 50% Existence Corruption Value.

It was a ridiculous thing to even consider. Corruption was supposed to be consequence, not resource. It was supposed to be limitation that forced caution, not material that could be consumed and integrated. But if corruption was a problem, then fuck corruption.

He would eat that too.

BOOM!

It was like countless singularities were exploding and forming simultaneously. This was how Achilles could best describe this moment as he truly Assimilated absolutely everything that his existence contained without discrimination or hesitation.

THE Civilizational Authority of Necrocracy that had flooded into him during that desperate touch. The Manifestation of THE Corpse Hierophant that had pushed him past 50% Existence Corruption Value in the first place. He forcefully integrated this heterogeneity rather than waiting for natural harmonization that would have taken seven days of helpless observation.

Everything about the authority of THE Corpse Hierophant became fuel for integration.

Everything about that Manifestation became material for consumption.

Everything.

And…

BOOM!

An explosion bloomed in his mind as immense darkness came once more, swallowing his awareness in totality that transcended simple unconsciousness.

A unique type of darkness surrounded him now, and he instinctively understood this as a place where even time did not flow. Years could pass by here while not even an instant elapsed in the reality he’d left behind. This was space between moments, the gap where existence processed changes too significant for normal temporal progression to accommodate.

In such a space of immense darkness, an instant later, he saw light.

…!

The light formed into scenes, and he found himself gazing at an unfathomably grand scenery that made everything he’d witnessed before seem provincial by comparison.

It was grand because it wasn’t like anything he had observed in his own experiences. No, he was absolutely certain that he had never seen this before with his own eyes or through any memories he’d previously Assimilated.

He found himself sitting atop a massive obsidian-gold Mobius strip that had no end, its surface twisting through dimensions. The impossible geometry continued forever in both directions while somehow remaining finite, a paradox made physical through power that exceeded conventional reality’s constraints.

And on this Mobius strip, there were actually six entities at the level of THE.

Well, at the level of THE, but more accurately, at THE Surface Depth of Absolute Sovereignty.

This was the term coming to Achilles’s mind as he processed what he was experiencing. Currently, he was Assimilating the memories of the manifestation of THE Corpse Hierophant, and through this integration he was coming to understand many things about the power of entities in the higher Scale of Existence.

Entities who achieved THE Level One Scale of Existence had different Depths to their power.

THE Surface Depth was merely the first layer, the entry point into cosmic significance. Above that existed THE Intermediate Depth, and above even that stood THE Fundamental Depth of Absolute Sovereignty. Each Depth represented exponential increase in capability and understanding, with the gap between them being as vast as the gap between Pre-THE existence and THE distinction itself.

The Absolute Sovereignty referred to The Way or Civilization that an entity followed…the fundamental principle they had elevated to existential significance through their advancement.

At this moment, Achilles was viewing a memory of THE Corpse Hierophant, experiencing events from within the body of this being. When he looked down at himself, he saw…

A regal humanoid form of absolute perfection that made his current appearance seem crude by comparison. The body was tall and elegant, with obsidian skin that seemed to absorb light while simultaneously radiating its own dark luminescence. Robes of condensed death authority flowed around this form like liquid shadow, and the hands that rested upon armored knees were aristocratic in their refined beauty despite representing endings incarnate.

This was THE Corpse Hierophant in his prime, before the Age of Collapse had reduced him to desperate shadow of former glory.

And more than simply observing these memories, Achilles felt like they were genuinely his own experiences. He remembered being in this body with clarity that transcended simple recollection.

He remembered THE Way of Necrocracy that he, that THE Corpse Hierophant, had grasped through eons of cultivation and countless ended existences.

Even now, experiencing this body through memory, the power of THE felt absolutely intoxicating. It was existence operating at scales where reality itself became suggestion rather than constraint, where will translated directly into Existential consequence without meaningful resistance.

But at this moment, THE Corpse Hierophant actually felt a sense of reverence and weakness.

Because he and the other five THE Surface Depth entities present on this impossible geometry, with one of them being the massive draconic elephantine form of THE Slumbering Genesis, were actually looking toward a single being positioned at the center of the Mobius strip.

Could someone even occupy the center of a Mobius strip? The geometry shouldn’t permit such positioning, and yet there she was, existing in space that mathematics insisted couldn’t exist.

The entity they stared at was one that made them feel tremendous sense of veneration and smallness despite their own significance. The power she emanated should far exceed THE Fundamental Depth of Absolute Sovereignty and likely even the Depth above that, whatever such elevation might be called.

Her form was humanoid but transcendent, with a regal tail of a peacock spreading behind her in display of feathers that contained entire galaxies and Folds within their patterns. Some facial features resembled a peacock’s elegant structure, but even THE Corpse Hierophant could barely perceive her complete appearance. Looking directly at her was like trying to observe the sun through closed eyelids…you could sense the brilliance without fully comprehending its form.

At this time, this being spoke to the assembled THE entities with voice that was simultaneously regal and commanding, carrying weight that made even collapsed Civilizational leaders feel like children receiving instruction.

“It was a lonely existence to have all this power in Observable Existence.”

Her words resonated through the Mobius strip.

“I tried to teach you all to come closer to my level, to help you understand what lies beyond THE Fundamental Depth. But for some reason, the Potential in our Observable Existence seems stunted.” She paused, and something like frustration colored her otherwise serene presence. “Weak. The substrate of our reality does not support elevation as readily as it should, which makes advancement tremendously more difficult for you all and for me.”

The six THE Surface Depth entities listened with absolute attention, none daring to interrupt.

“But starting today, I will be trying to fully reach the next Scale of Existence.”

…!

The declaration hung in the impossible space with weight that made THE Corpse Hierophant’s borrowed heart clench with complicated emotions…hope and fear and desperate longing all mixed together.

“If I succeed, I will bring us immensity and glory beyond anything our Observable Existence has yet known. If I fail…”

Her peacock tail shifted, galaxies swirling within its patterns.

“Then I guess you won’t really hear from me again.”

…!

BOOM!

1/1 Onward!