Epic of Caterpillar

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Such splendorous sight, it is… incredibly fascinating.

It is just beautiful.

So vast and almost incomprehensible.

What am I seeing now?

I am seeing the structure of the universe.

It is an enormous tree.

Made of countless galaxies.

It is a gigantic… formation of the beautiful endless creation.

The only time I saw a scenario as beautiful was when I dreamed about creating a universe, and the Dream World of mine was formed.

But this… it goes to another level completely.

I connected my soul forcefully with the Yggdrasil Sprout, and I was given several fragmented memories, images of places I have never visited, countless stars, planets, galaxies… everything.

I am simply paralyzed by the beautiful sight.

I mean, I knew the universe was vast…

I remember the memories when I fell from the wormhole that my mother created to let me escape.

But seeing this was… more than that.

And I felt an instinctual connection with it, something deep within my very being.

Something mystical, ethereal, mysterious, wondrous… I don't really know how to explain it anymore.

It was just something that transcended the perception of what I had thought was the universe.

We are really just a speck of dust before all of this, aren't we?

Sometimes it makes me wonder if what we are all doing is worth a dime compared to the endlessly vast universe before us.

So enormous, and constantly expanding and becoming even more endless… to the entire universe we are nothing.

We probably don't even exist if we take into consideration the differences between time, distance, and more.

In another part of the universe, we already don't exist.

The distances, vastness, and infinite greatness of all creation make me see myself as tiny bacteria. No, even less.

What I saw after my connection with the Yggdrasil Branch has given me some kind of insight.

Just… what was this?

What I was seeing with my eyes was… the Tree of the Universe.

The real Yggdrasil.

Its bark was made of countless galaxies concentrated together into thin thread-like structures that hardened, an infinitely powerful material.

It had leaves, billions of leaves, all leaves were more galaxies, more mass of countless galaxies concentrated together…

This was the Tree of Creation, the Tree of the Universe. It battled me.

Is this the pilar of all the Universe?

So all Trees which possess the "Yggdrasil" name are in fact the long descendants of this structure.

That there are beings above all of this infinite named Overseers scares me.

I had not thought it completely but… To beat the Overseers… Do I have to go even beyond this?

Chills run through my spine.

I have to achieve the unimaginable.

I have to somehow become even stronger, vaster, and greater than all of creation? Then all of my universe?

Yet somehow, I can feel that my tiny existence carries something that differentiates me from other specks of dust, a glowing dark light.

My Origin Core resonates with this vision, and shines brightly, giving me a little push to bear with such a cosmic revelation of the vastness of all existence.

The fear and doubt I was having slowly begins to dissipate, but this comic vastness is so infinitely enormous that it is like nothing to it.

I feel overwhelmed by the truth of all creation, my mind begins to degrade.

To think that I can cause horror to others, but the simplest truth of creation is making my very sense of self degrade.

Have I committed a mistake by trying to fuse with the Yggdrasil Branch?

My Origin Core cannot fight back against the infinite truth of creation.

The Tree of the Universe glares at me, it seems that when I tried to do that to its child, it was angered ad showed to me how little and pathetic I was.

So it even possesses a consciousness?

But I have already spoken with Primordial Deities before, with The One and my mother, Chaos.

How can this vastness be greater than them? Or have they reduced their power so I could speak with their infinite existences?

But if they are infinite, how could have mother been defeated?

No, there can't infinite things.

Even this universe, although it is incredibly vast to the point of almost being infinite, it is not infinite.

Overseers are begun beyond the universe, meaning that there are many more.

Even by being confronted by this cosmic truth, I begin to try and analyze existence as something that truly is not infinite.

Hence, I can comprehend it.

But the overwhelming pressure of the Tree of the Universe is great, it tries to constantly destroy my mind.

There is a mystical soul connection with the Tree of the Universe and all the "World Trees" across many worlds and galaxies, the Yggdrasil Sprout, and even the tree where it came from, which was simply named Yggdrasil, were simply the intergalactic offspring of this tree, spread through all of creation.

I can't discern the truth behind how these trees come to be, where their seeds emerge, or if they simply appear out of thin air after certain conditions are met, the only thing I know is that I am not going to give up in here, not while I have just started my journey.

After seeing the wonders of all creation, how can I simply give in to my fears over the uncertainties of everything? Have I always been this much of a coward before?

No, this is simply not me.

And I am not alone, as long as there are people at my side, as long as there is my family with me, as long as these pillars help me regain happiness and joy of living, I shall continue moving forward.

Because I certainly cannot live with them, and I need them more than anything.

I have never thought of it before, but alone, I am nothing.

I would have never achieved anything on my own, I would have died pathetically at the end.

I lacked a reason to live, someone to love, something that could help me desire to keep living, to keep striving forward other than simply surviving.

Surviving is fine, but then you also have to enjoy life.

Hence, through this selfish thought of wanting to live so I can be with my family once more, I will defy the world, the galaxies, and the universes, I won't fall before your almost endless might, Tree of the Universe.

I will take over your child, and it will become my power. And soon enough, you too shall become my power.

The Overseers are even above you, so I shouldn't fear you as much, shouldn't I?

Though, through all of this, I feel it.

All of my family is here.

Their hands extend like ethereal presences, touching my shoulders, dozens of them come to help me… Have they noticed me in my Divine Realm?

They have connected their souls to me, and I now feel no longer alone, I am with everyone.

What have they done to me? I simply can't be without them.

"Mama! Don't give up!"

"We are here for you, dear…"

"Come on, don't lose to a damn tree!"

"Even if we are weak, I want to help you…"

"If only by a little bit, let us give you our power…"

"Take it all, and please, come back to us…"

"Mother, don't give up!"

I hear their voices resonate through my mind, the almost endless pressure of the universal truth slowly begins to weaken.

I keep pushing through it, using my very mind to calculate the vastness of it all, I need my mind to make logic of all of this so I can keep my mind without being degraded and destroyed.

And then, an enormous presence reaches me, it is weakened, but comparable if not stronger to the Tree of the Universe.

"Ah, my daughter. You're once more doing something reckless, are you not?" she asked.

"Mother?"

"Who else? You're trying to fuse with the soul of a Yggdrasil's Child… That is a very bold thing to do at your level of power… But fear not, you are never alone. I am Chaos as well, and I am everywhere…"

Flash!

Through the last push from my mother, the little speck of darkness that I was growing in size, as I begin to pull through the universal truth.

The Tree of the Universe, for the first time, speaks.

"Chaos? Were you not chained and weakened? What are you doing? Why are you trying to help this speck of dust? It was trying to fuse with my child!"

"A Tree speaking? You don't see that every day…" said my mother.

"I am not a simple tree! Even though you're one of the Tree Titans of Creation, I was the one that created you through the first Cosmic Fruits!"

Okay, my mother is a bit hilarious.

"More like I created myself. You're not really my creator, I simply was born from the Chaos, and even though I came from the Cosmic Fruit, that was because you were trying to contain the chaos from materializing into my existence, it failed horribly. And even more when The One and Azathoth came to be afterward, isn't it?" asked my mother.

"Wait, what is going on right now? Is the Tree my grandma?" I asked.

I don't really know what they're talking about anymore.

"No, such relationships don't exist between us. And you are not my descendant. I am all of the universes, anything that comes from me is my child by your logic, but I don't see you as a child but as a speck of dust, perhaps a tiny piece of dry skin that falls off your body, in your terms," said the Tree of the Universe.

"Well, how rude of you!" I said.

"You're the rude one! You dare become one of my children?!" asked the Tree of the Universe.

"Now you care about them? The original one got sliced into pieces and used as materials, why didn't' you do anything over it?" I asked.

"…That's…"

"So you're just targeting my daughter because you know it is of my own creation, don't you? Stop this at once, you're the universal tree!" said Chaos.

Damn is my mom reprimanding this gigantic tree of the universe? LOL.

"Sigh… You should have not created a child, to begin with, Chaos! Do you truly believe that we stand a chance against the Overseers? It would be better to stop her right now before things escalate into an irremediable event! If we provoke them in the future, they might end all of us! Why do you still want to reveal so much? Act by the rules of the Multiverse Laws!" said the Tree of the Universe.

"I believe in my daughter… And so you should. I am Chaos, and she is my little Chaos! We represent rampant lawlessness, we cannot stop being what we are, no matter how hard you try to stop us. And by the blessings of all creation, she has acquired the Trait that will lead us to victory!" said my mother, she really loves me…

"Trait? That little speck of dust has a Trait?!" asked the Tree of the Universe, as it suddenly used powers I couldn't comprehend to analyze my entire existence in detail, and then…

"Eh? What…?! Defiance…" The Tree of the Universe muttered the name of my Trait, as it realizes that indeed, my powers give me a fixed percentage of being able to accomplish absolutely anything.

Yeah, it is like Plot Armor the Skill.

Chaos laughs.

"See? See what my daughter is capable of?! Have any of the so-called "children" that you hold so dear even gotten a Trait, to begin with?! To accomplish this, I had to create my daughter from my very Origin! Would you even dare do something so complex and dangerous? Obviously not, because what you hold "dear" are mere illusions. Now stop this tomfoolery at once and let my daughter grow stronger…!"

The Tree of the Universe falls silent.

"How dare you say that?! I… I… Sigh… You better not disappoint me now," she sighed, as I was suddenly brought back to reality.

All of my family was around me.

"You're back, guu!" said Rimuru, hugging me.

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