Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army

The moment Yunan stepped out of Dreamscape and in front of the private realm of the creator, he faced pressure from the universe, but he did not act out in any way, forcibly keeping Tasha in line.

It felt like the entire universe was trying to kill him, but the pressure was not too bad, nothing he couldn't handle, the last few years worth of integration with the new universe was not just for show.

Sensing there was no hostility from Yunan, nothing more than relaxed curiosity at the works of the universe, the creator was dumbfounded, he had never heard of an invader knocking on the door of the person who could harm him the most, especially not with bottles of wine and what looked like an antsy assistant.

The door to the private realm was opened and Yunan strode inside leisurely, he was literally making it easy for the creator god of this universe to just kill him, such disregard for danger, especially under the being who controls the entire universe to his whim, this was more of a reason to let such a man meet him.

At the centre of the realm, Yunan and Tasha found the creator sitting on a throne, a variety of constructs were coming and going, however, none of them counted as fighters, it showed that this creator was reasonable enough, there would have been god killing soldiers filling the place had Yunan allowed Tasha to struggle earlier on.

Presenting his gifts, Yunan made Tasha lag a step behind him, he sat down in the middle of the court, and put the bottles of lava wine before him, Tasha was very reluctant but sat down too, his only word was "greetings".

Any person with a brain capable of thinking would understand this gesture as an invitation of an equal, if he walked closer to the throne, it was admitting inferiority, if he waited to be invited at the threshold of the court, it was blatant disregard to the owner of the court.

Coming to the middle showed both sincerity and capability, willing to walk into the domain of your enemy without showing hostility was a sign of respect. Meanwhile waiting at the halfway point was giving the opponent a way to show sincerity, what happens next depends entirely on the actions of the creator.

As a sensible man, the creator walked down from the throne and caused a table to grow out of the ground, empty cups and a plate full of fruits showed a willingness to converse, even if there was no intent to cease the hostility.

"My name is Yunan, I come with an offer, my reasons are my own, but you may find my solution acceptable, will you drink with me?".

"You may refer to me as creator Bahn", the man said, taking one of the bottles of lava wine and starting to pour in the three cups, he downed his cup before Yunan could, he was showing his trust, if anything untoward happened to him, Yunan would be proven as the inferior being, resorting to poison to deal with an enemy.

"Here is my proposal, You do not need to go through a culling, there will be no consequences, other than some loss of Fate and the adjoining of our universes" Yunan bit on peach-looking fruit, waiting for the response of creator Bahn.

"Your words seem to imply that no harm will come to my universe, other than having to follow your rules, we would be safe with nothing to lose, that is unbelievable" Bahn wanted to hear Yunan's response, but the youngster seemed to want to listen to Bahn a bit more.

"You will take away some of our Fate, fuse our universes, and leave us alone, you would gain more if our universes adjoin peacefully, the retaliation of the Primordials do not scare you, or is something already eliminated, anything else?" Bahn talked about his understanding of the deal, drawing a smile on Yunan.

"Due to some reasons I wish to keep secret, you may also confirm this with your Primordial, I have some leeway, that leeway includes interfering with too many things, now, as promised, as long as you agree to join my universe, nothing will happen to harm either universe. True, I will take some of your Fate but nothing too serious, all that is required from your universe is to swear allegiance, follow the rules in place and cultivate happily, if you find anything wrong with this, then I will come back with a war, even if my power is not enough to take over as fast as talking this out, I will burn this place to ashes if I have to"

Bahn looked at Yunan and wanted to say something but could not, he opened and closed his mouth a few times before sighing and giving up. He saw nothing from Yunan that suggested he was talking nonsense, even Tasha who was nervous before turned excited at the mention of war.

"I am not unreasonable, go talk with the rest of the gods, I will be sitting in my realm, if anyone wants to find me, they can come, but you only have one year to decide, If you take too long I will just take over Fate and subjugate this place, Time is precious to me". After finishing his drink, Yunan left with Tasha and allowed creator Bahn to think to himself for a moment.

" A year?" Tasha screeched at Yunan as soon as Dreamscape closed behind them. "We can start the take over any second now, why wait? are you accepting challenges? You can't be giving them time to really think it through?" she only stopped her screeching when Yunan started laughing hard, she could only pout and growl a "what?" at him.

"This year is our vacation, did you not want to relax a little bit? Well, this is your chance to have some free time, let them stress out, let them send people to try and invade, let them break their noses facing their worst nightmares, all we have to do, is just relax and wait, once the year is over, my Fate fragment can convert theirs into something compatible with the one at home, by then, willing or not, they would join us, that is why being relaxed is the best".

Tasha helplessly followed Yunan to the little garden, cursing under her breath, her boss was far too unique of a snowflake.