The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

"Your hands are... tied?" Lumi's eyes slowly widened after she repeated Sol's words for herself.

"What is that supposed to even mean?" She asked, balling her fists as the air around her grew dense and her mana began making waves through the office-like room, bouncing from wall to wall and seeping through every crack it could find, casting light all across the makeshift camp which he was watching over.

"I have seen your life through The Beginning, I have witnessed all the good you have done, even if it is just a small warning to deter him, Sol, you couldn't possibly be okay with seeing all those people die, after all, you are a-"

"A what?" Sol raised his gaze at her after his focus had been on dispelling her mana on the outside of the room. "What am I, Lumi?" His hands tensed and the mana within his veins began circulating madly across his body casting a slight glow from his skin as he stared at her with his brows furrowed and his forehead wrinkled in agitation.

"I hope to hell you weren't about to call me a hero, Lumi, that isn't it, right?" Sol arose, pressing his hands on the desk and leaning his weight on it, staring her in her eyes with an expression she only understood as pure hostility.

"You are a hero though," She shook her head at him, that is exactly what I was going to say!"

"Sol Vestic stopped being a hero the day he lost his fiance to the Demon-God, I threw that title away the moment I decided to exterminate an entire species; understand this, Lumi, and understand it well, I am no hero, every act which you have percieved as an heroic deed since that moment has been nothing but my selfishness and my moral compass at work, I am Ikaris, Dina, and Arla's hero, sure because I am their spouce, everything I have done until this point has been done solely out of a sense of responsibility, I made promises that I intend to keep!"

"Hero... haven't you been paying attention, do I need to spell it out for you?" He clenched his fist causing his fingers to violently drag through the table leaving lanes of shrapnel wood and steaming mana.

"I don't deserve nor do I ever want that title again, the hero Sol is dead; he died on Atla, there is nothing but vengeance against those who wrong me in the dark of my heart; greed and animosity towards those who threaten what is mine."

"... Then, what do you claim as your-"

"Everything the light touches is mine to conquer, everything under creation is mine to control,"" Sol narrowed his eyes at her. "I said it once, and I will say it again; I will climb every ladder and scale every mountain until I am the peak, I won't stop, I won't ever relent, I will be the strongest being in creation, and I'll destroy everything that stands against me," He declared.

"But... why?"

"Because," Sol sat and folded his arms with a sinister sneer, suppressing his mana and taking a deep breath.

"It is the only way I will see my children grow without fear, it is the only thing I can do to live a peaceful and carefree life, someone somewhere is making an enemy of me; someone I have no clue exists, someone that wants to steal, to destroy, to plunder what is mine, every time I relax, some new threat appears and tries taking my loved ones away, I will never allow a repeat of the past, NEVER, not even in the grave will I allow it, I will overturn death and as many times as it takes!" His voice trembled violently, reminiscent of a beast about to awaken from its slumber.

"Have I been misunderstanding you this entire time?" Lumi asked Sol confused and almost at a loss for further words.

"Most people do, somehow my deeds are always to someone's benefit so they assume I intend to do good all the time, I don't care about being an upright person, I would hate for my daughter to grow up thinking that the Grand Collective is not a dangerous place, but at the same time, beings like Umbra and the Dark emissary simply have no right to exist, in order for my dreams to be realised there needs to be a home to grow in, and they are threatening the existence of everthing that I want." Sol folded hid hands and relaxed in his seat looking in the direction of Giza again.

"That little..." Giza snapped, displaying an expression of irritation when she felt Sol's gaze seeking her out a second time, although unlike the other times he had sought her, this time there was noticably more hostility, so much that even Umbra who was in the middle of exerting his power to the maximum to bring the Quasar under control paused and looked over his shoulder at her with a questioning glare.

"My King, fret not, he is unable to see you, he only seeks me," Giza quickly assured Umbra.

"Why is Sol vestic even aware of your presence when you said earlier that nobody ever noticed you, that I was the first to make contact?" He rebutted and she blinked in surprise, finding it an odd, yet relatable question.

"Yes, why indeed... unless I am making an effort not even the emissaries of light and fate can find me, yet at my leisure that man seems to locate me casually," She thought to herself staring at Umbra and ignoring Sol's gaze until he stopped looking her way.

"Mayhaps, there is some version of this where I can replace that pest of a princess at his side and have his power for myself, I am unable to act freely so I use Umbra, but he hesitates to attack her because of Sol Vestic's presence, I need her dead, she has to die so the prophecy is undone, Umbra, what will it take to convince you?" Giza took on a thinking posture growing distracted and slowly drifting off.

"How do I convince this stubborn fool to do my bidding without using THAT?" She wondered, tethering an invisible string of mana around herself and Umbra to prevent herself from drifting any further and closing her eyes with a frown. "There has to be a way to make him into a catalyst faster than this."

"Giza," Umbra frowned.

"Yes my Ki-"

"I can sense your unease, we are on the same wavelength, remember?" He looked over his shoulder at her again. "Turn it off?"

She floated there unblinking as she thought of what that was supposed to mean, promoting the man to sigh and slap his forehead as he released the small hold he had on the Phenomena before him and grabbed hold of the black between them, dragging her downwards and catching her by her face.

"I said, turn it off, your fucking mind reeks of uncertainty, shut your brain down, you've been thinking so hard it started giving me a headache!" He released her when her dark eyes finally registered some comprehension. "If you're gonna make this hard just get the fuck out of here until I'm done!"

"My apologies... I will leave you then," She shook her head and turned her back disappearing into the darkness she was trying to avoid earlier, vanishing from sight, mind and senses.

Umbra remained there for several minutes staring and wondering, but when she showed no signs of return he hissed and turned to the quasar once more.

"She is starting to act more and more human with every day that passes, I don't care if she has never experienced life, the purpose of her existence is absolution and death to all, her dreams and aspirations outside of ultimate darkness are starting to become a problem, I need to keep a tighter leash on Giza."

As she used to do in the timeless parrallel to reality where there existed no matter, no life and no light, Giza traversed the cosmos, unnoticed by anyone, venturing far across the Khalla-Boris collective to it's edge and staring at them, the creatures she had once longed to be a part of, the emissaries of fate as they moved through light mana just as unnoticed as she did with dark mana, they had each other though, they were never truly alone like she was, there were billions of them in every direction.

"Some day I will reveal myself to you, emissaries of fate, and when I do, you will pay for your ignorance," She seethed, watching them smile amongst the stars, passing their joy around and frolicking in the happiness they did not deserve.

"I will destroy this unfair reality and reset everything in my image, I will snuff out all of your lights and abolish the cruel concept you call fate, returning creation to it's true state of dormancy and equilibrium." Giza stared at them, and then looked in Sol;s direction freezing for several seconds when her eyes and his met.

"I am not strong enough to do it yet, and you refuse to take action yourself for some reason, surely, you aren't passive, your goal is total annihilation, but that is what mine will be I promise you, Dark Emissary, I will destroy you and Umbra, so go back to him, bide your time and prepare him all you want," Sol kept staring directly at her after he received the clearest signal and discovered her closer than she had ever been.

"No need to rush your doom."