The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

"Umbra, my King," Giza hooked her arm with his as they stood on the bough of an interstellar cruise ship not dissimilar to the ones the Emporium had designed and used for their conquests across the Grand Collective.

"Why are we taking a break at a time like this, Ikaris and the others are separated from Sol again, you should strike them when they least expect it, you are already many times strong enough to kill Ikaris," She pouted, but the man kept his gaze straight and his feet on the solid platform, listening with serenity as the people around them went to and fro.

"I simply want a moment to admire it," He responded after a few people passed them murmuring about Giza's partial clothing which barely covered her. "Also, dress yourself properly, Giza," He huffed and she pouted again and unhooked her arm from his, looking at herself and raising her brow.

"I do not see the point in dressing myself to fit into the crowd of peasants and mundane when we are going to destroy them anyway, and what is there to admire about that?" Giza looked ahead again.

[Khalla-Boris' nucleus, Supermassive Quasi-Stellar object; Delta 11]

"I have spent years inside of Ikaris's dimension, but there was nothing like this there, I have never seen a quasar before, and I know I might see more in the future, but having this perspective right now is a humbling one, I want to steel in my mind that there is always a greater power than the one before me, this is the beginning of the end for the Khalla-Boris Collective," Umbra replied to her earlier question staring through the screen at the great phenomena that stretched from one side of his field of view to the next.

"Destruction is beautiful." He commented and she nodded, using her hair again like a veil and copying the dress of someone passing by.

"Naturally, there is nothing as beautiful as destruction, not life, not love-"

"Especially not love," Umbra narrowed his eyes, Like Sol, he too had witnessed the horrors of what happened to his party, to the priest, to Griffon, to Jun. "Love leads to unnecessary despair, if everyone were to let go of that disgusting emotion I would consider sparing them, they would be more like me," He turned his back to the Quasar they were passing by and stared at her.

"They refuse to live without it, so I will kill them all and send them to a place where love does not exist so they can writhe in eternal anguish."

"How do I look, my Lord?" Giza twirled once, but umbra ignored her cutesy behavior with a scoff, leaning his back on the glass and extending his hand to her.

"We managed to make it to the greatest source of power within the Khalla-Boris Collective and you are here thinking about your dress, I simply want you to not be ogled by these walking corpses, it distracts me, I couldn't care less if you were to dress in a unicorn suit and bark like a dog, Giza," He raised his brow at her when she laughed at his words and played along, taking his hand as the two of them phased through the screen and appeared on the opposite side.

"I alone am supposed to see your body, I alone will ever touch you, you are my property, Giza."

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"And I always will be, my king," Giza looked around at the people who had gathered upon seeing them shifting through matter. "In the end, there will only be us, eternal darkness, and nothing else."

Giza raised her hand conjuring a sphere of black with violet eyes the size of a moon which opened its moith and swallowed everything before them. "When you absorb the essence of this great power, you will gain a great leap in strength unlike any you have ever experienced before," She smiled at him.

"And yet, it will be nowhere near the power that Sol Vestic has, right?" Umbra rebutted and she nodded, causing a sigh of black mana to escape his nostrils as they changed course and began venturing towards the Quasar.

You must understand, He is the one foretold to vanquish darkness and bring forth an era of light lasting as long as timelessness, you must be prepared for him, he is favoured by the wills of fate and creation themselves," Giza replied, and Umbra quickly glanced at her with his brows furrowed and his lips peeled back in a snarl.

"You keep reminding me as if I am underestimating him."

"You are,"

"There is no fucking way I would; you are the one who keeps trying to urge me to kill that pestilent goddess at his side and those who ally with him aren't you?" Umbra snapped in agitation. "He is my own self there is no way I would underestimate any power he has, I am here because of that same reason, right?" Umbra ground his teeth and began speeding with her.

"If you would only listen to what I have to say about him-"

"This again?" Umbra stopped, causing the woman clinging to his arm to bump into his back. "I do not care about any prophecy, I couldn't give a rat's ass about it, the next time I am face-to-face with that bastard who calls himself Sol, I will kill him, that is all I need to know."

***

"Sol Vestic," Lumi took residence at his side while he was seated in a large office reconstructed on the outpost by Alpha, aside from Sara everyone else around him was a stranger, Adonai, S'mael and Renia had also gone along with Ikaris and the others, forming a proper party of twelve that would oppose the resistance and put an end to their lies; they were going to challenge a power that not even the Emporium had been able to suppress.

"A word."

Unlike the other times that she had appeared and made her powers lesser to prevent herself from hurting anyone with her presence, her appearence was quick and bright leaving him no choice but to cast a veil over Sara and Talia who were seated before him.

"Yes?" Sol looked up at the emissary, reading the worry on her face and taking it as a sign that something she had not seen coming was about to happen. "What did umbra do?" He asked.

"It is rather what he is intending on doing; Umbra is about to make contact with the nexus of Khalla-Boris, he has been turning stars into physical matter and consuming them all this time, killing entire systems in the process, but he now seeks to consume the Quasi-Stellar object Delta 11!" She walked across the room with her hands folded and rapid steps, further emphasizing the urgency of her concerns.

"Delta 11... isn't that the-"

"Yes," Lumi nodded spinning from her stride and facing him.

"If Umbra destroys the great mass holding the Khalla-Boris Collective together the destruction following will be immeasurable even by our standards, we intended to dissuade you from intervening as that could incite the rage of the dark one at his side but at this rate there will be no Grand Collevtive left to protect and no point to any of this, you must act now, Sol Vestic, only you have the power to face him-"

"And what about the crazy bitch following him around, I have felt her power... in fact, she's gazing in this direction right now," Sol looked to the side, and Giza who had been prying blinked and chuckled sending a wave of oppressive mana as a warning for him to stop staring at her, one which ruptured the blood vessel in his eye causing it to start bleeding.

"Presumtuous little Godslayer," Giza narrowed her eyes.

Seeing this happen right before her, Sara stood and hugged Talia tightly, turning to her shadows, but her shadow disappeared from beneath her as well as a result of Giza's interference. "Master!" The maid soun looking at him for a solution, but Sol calmly shook his head and gestured that she sit again.

"She can't interfere with you beyond this without being closer," Sol ground his teeth flaring his mana and stretching it to the absolute of its threshold instantaneously, covering the four of them in the room as another wave of Giza's mana crashed across the Khalla-Nova Collective like an invisible wave colliding with his and getting returned.

"I may not be able to directly fight her," Sol looked at Lumi and Sara as a trickle of blood dripped from his nostril again. "But if she wants to hurn anyone around me," Sol raised a kerchief and wiped the blood off his face.

"She will have to come here herself."

"You..."

"I'm aware of the consecuences, Lumi, I have already battled my demons on that matter," Sol looked at her again seeing her shock at his passive power struggle with the Dark Emissary and how much damage she had been able to so easily inflict on him from such a long distance.

"The truth is; I have already given up on meeting them inside of the Khalla-Boris collective, I am incapable of saving them, I need more time," Sol explained, suppressing his power once more as all his features went back to normal. "As you can see, I am far from capable of challenging her, and she likes to remind me every chance she gets."

"As much as I don't want to fight her yet, she seems avoidant of me fighting Umbra and has focused her attention on Ikaris and the others, I'll accept the burden of all the lives lost, and repay her when I can, but for now... I am sorry Lumi, but my hands are tied."