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  The desote red desert-covered surfaars was pletely dry, with no water and barely any atmosphere at all. The air, if any, was thin. There was no oxygen whatsoever, and the temperatures were incredibly low.

  Any human would instantly die, immediately colpsing due to the ck of several different ies, the primary one being oxygen, and the sedary one being the incredibly low temperatures this p goes through.

  But there was a single man on the surface, walking through it in sile has only been a day since he arrived oh, but he had instantly e to Mars instead, pletely ung of what was happening on the surface of Earth.

  He was no mere man; however, his skin was dark green, his eyes cked pupils, being pletely red and big, and his body was rather muscur and bigger than any average human size.

  He wore clothes posed of red belts ed around his body, c most of the surface of his body; alongside that, there was a bck cape.

  His sharp eyes squinted as he walked through the desote desert, ultimately reag ay area; a huge crater was left behind.

  “…”

  He gnced down at the crater, notig that aige of what he was looking for was long gone, destroyed by the winds of Mars over eons.

  “So they didn’t survive in here either.”

  The man sighed, kneeling and toug the ground of the po any person, this would feel weird, but to him, it felt right at home—the smell of this dirt, the dryness it had, the red skies…

  He started g a couple of tears, c the dry surfaars with water for the first time in millions of years.

  “Is there a timeline, a universe where we made it?”

  He sighed, feeling pletely devastated.

  Every timeline.

  Every universe.

  His people suffered the same fate.

  Extin.

  The Martians that once poputed Mars, creating a beautiful and prosperous civilization, were no more.

  “Could the ruins underground be safe, however?”

  He regained some hope, the same way he was the st survivor, someone who had been cryogenically asleep through thousands of years sihe Martians Civilization fell underground.

  When he woke up back then, he found out nobody else but him was alive, every single Martian was gone, and even the ruins of his civilization were slowly fading away.

  He ched his teeth tightly as he gathered psychiergies within his hand, creating an invisible aura resembling a bubble.

  BAAAM!

  He hit the crater’s ter with it, creating tless cracks, opening the way to what seemed to be the ruined ceiling of an old temple underground.

  “There!”

  He jumped down without hesitation, reag the ruih and looking around, hoping to find something, or perhaps someone.

  Even another version of himself would make him happy, despite him being uo ever find that possibility amongst the many universes he had actally visited with his panions.

  He walked across the ruins, showg paintings and writings on the walls, teology merged with the earth and the dirt of the p, and powered by psychic powers—the a relics that the Martians created.

  He tried activating the entire ruin as he walked; only flickering lights sometimes appeared, but the entire pce was too ruined.

  “Ah!”

  His eyes widened, however, the moment he saw a rge room with several cryogenic capsules, which activated once he released his psychic powers.

  He rushed there, infusing his energies into the capsules and opening them to find if there were any survivors from the cataclysm.

  “No…”

  However, as the capsules opened, he only found dried mummies, skeletons, or nothing.

  “No, no, no!”

  He started screaming, hitting the ground in frustration; the only thing remaining of them were their corpses, dried and slowly turning into ashes.

  “Why… Why!”

  He kept screaming and g as his memories stantly fshed through his mind.

  Of her beautiful smile.

  Of her lovely voice.

  Of her dreams and hopes for the future.

  As they struggled to tinue living, as the great cataclysm swallowed the world and its life…

  “Karel… Let’s go together.”

  And the two ehe cryogenic capsules, waiting for the worst to end and for them to wake up in a future where they could rebuild things together.

  Yet…

  “Misak…! Is there a universe where you’re alive?!”

  As he sighed, slowly calming down and sitting, he suddenly…

  Heard something, footsteps.

  “Huh?!”

  He gasped in disbelief, his eyes gring towards the dire where he heard something.

  Someone was moving!

  Or something…

  “…”

  He slowly stood back up, his Psychiergy maing as spheres of transparent light around his body, stantly rotating.

  “Could it be Sgers?” he wondered. “Or… survivors?”

  He was afraid of speaking, Sgers were dangerous interpary groups of aliens that wandered from po p, robbing the tombs of a, fallen civilizations.

  In his inal timeline, he had fought quite a few of these groups trying to rob the tombs of his people, and every time they seemed to be a serious threat, their strength and teology couldn’t be easily looked down.

  Karel slowly walked through the corridors, following the footsteps he had heard and, through his special eyes, the leftover heat produced by these living beings.

  “There…”

  He looked the other way through one of the corridors, notig something—a long, green-scaled tail wagging and then moving forward.

  “A tail? They’re not Martians, dammit!”

  He felt frustrated but followed them anyway. If they were Sgers he was going to take care of them to honor his people and protect what remains of them.

  As he kept chasing this being, he eventually heard it walking down towards a huge hall, a rge area that was once poputed by many people.

  At the ter, there was a dried spring and many pieces of abaeology.

  “Huh?”

  Stealthily and by c himself with his psychiergies, he became invisible, slowly walking there and hiding behind a huge pir.

  “Gryak! Gryak!”

  “Grekiack! Grukah!”

  “Greekh? Grrrrhhh!”

  His eyes widened as he saw dozens e, three-meter-tall, and muscur reptilian beings; they were humanoid in appearance, but with the heads of dinosaurs.

  They had long tails, some even had gigantigs, and they possessed monstrously strong golden and green auras, an otherworldly energy Karel had never sensed before within these monsters.

  They were talking in their strange dialect, which could be heard like sharp groans and clicks of their tohey seemed to be rather civilized; despite looking like they were fighting, they held long versations without any physical fight.

  Karel also noticed the teology they wielded, highly advanced, and one of such designs he had never seen before!

  “What is this? Who are these people?! And why are they on Mars…?”

  FLUOSH!

  And then he heard a loud noise. He gnced deeper into the hall, notig something that utterly shook him. A gray portal, spiraling around, enormous in size.

  And from there, more of these reptilian, dinosaur-headed beiered, looking around, using their teology to seemingly calcute the trajectory of this portal and where it could lead them.

  “T-This is... the same portal that brought us to this timeline?! How… from where these reptiles are ing from?”

  Karel slowly stepped back, realizing the enormous quantity of these beings, whiouo the hundreds; it was utterly hopeless to remain here.

  “I have to escape and go back with my rades; as long as Gaxy Man is with me, we have a ce to—”

  “You, the one hiding. e out and show yourself.”

  “Ugh?!”

  Suddenly, Karel vomited blood as he felt an intense and powerful psychic force impact his brain aire body, almost leaving him paralyzed.

  Alongside it came that voice, the voice of a woman.

  His invisibility instantly dispelled itself, as he realized he was surrounded by dozens of these reptilian beings.

  They poiheir cws and tails at him; they didn’t eveo use ons; their bodies were tremendously powerful on their own.

  “Bring him to me.”

  Her voice echoed within his mind and the minds of the reptilians as they quickly attempted to grab him.

  “Ngh…! Unhand me!”

  Karel screamed furiously as he unleashed his psychic painst them, throwing the reptilians away with powerful shockwaves.

  BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

  However, they slowly stood back up, looking slightly worn down… but fine.

  “I used enough power to kill them, yet they’re alive?!”

  “Gryaakah!”

  The furious reptilians attacked him, and Karel stantly attempted to kill them, using his psychiergies to crush their bodies or attempt to cut through space to crush them.

  However, the reptilians survived; they were being wouhough, bleeding here and there; one of them had their arms dislocated.

  Eventually, though, they got him.

  “Hahh… Uuggh…!”

  They dragged him in front of the portal, and he saw as there was someoting on a thrht in front of him, a reptilian with the head of a viper, her head adorned with colorful feathers.

  Her scales were also different, of white color, differentiating herself from the rest of her creere mostly green scaled. Her eyes, too, were gold.

  Her aura was different to them too; like Karel, she possessed Psychic Powers.

  She was an Esper.

  “Hm, you’re indeed a very strange being,” she smiled. “You’re not like the primitive monkeys… Yreen like my kind; your eyes are… red? And your internal biology! Very different, yes. Your brain has also been incredibly developed to the point you’ve mao tap into the Esper Dimension as well? And I thought me and my family were the only ones superior enough to achieve Esper Awakening.”

  Despite talking like the other reptilians through her mouth, Karel could clearly hear her voiside of his head.

  “You… Who are you?!” screamed Karel. “What are you doing in the ruins of my people?! Leave… LEAVE AT ONCE!”

  “Graack!”

  One of the reptilians, the rgest of them with the head of a triceratops, kicked Karel’s head, making him groan in pain.

  “Argh…!”

  “That’s enough,” the female reptilian said. She slowly stood up, walking towards the man, as her tail moved around, ing around his neck. “You ask who we are and how we got here? I mean, isn’t it quite obvious that we don’t belong in your pitiful timeline, green man? We were able to teleport to this universe through the Gray Portal that appeared inside of our capital, the one we built above this world. That world beh was simply too wild for us, a civilized race. We left the moo their own barbaridencies, and we created a metropolis in this desote aiet. We gave it life, we gave it a sky, and we gave it an o. Through our teology, we made it a paradise… Yet from oime to anray portals appeared, several of our kindred had been teleported away, aered i panic.”

  “Gray Portals like those?” Martian asked. “This means… So you e from aimelioo, not the same where I… came from… Ugh… What are your iions?!”

  “Shut up and listen,” she said, tightly pressiail around his neck, making him slightly asphyxiated. “At first we panicked, but with reat teology, we’ve learned how these portals work, and through the manipution of Time and Space Particles, we’ve mao reverse ehem and trol those portals after we built rge Quantum Gates around them. you guess what’s ? After we found this beautiful new universe, this world full of new energies we’ve never seen before… What do you think es ? For lorious race?

  “Y-You…!” Martian groaned, gritting his teeth. “Don’t you dare go to Earth! You damn monsters, Gaxy Man is there; he’ll destroy all of you!”

  “Gaxy Man, hm?” The woman giggled. “How iing… For hundreds of years, we’ve been trying to find the perfect vessels for od; our teology and even my family were not patible. They required something more. And in this world, we might finally find what we need for his dest. Be hohe dest of his great Divinity, Feros-Saurus, is ing. And with him, we will reach great prosperity.”

  “What kind of bullshit are you talking about?! This is madness; whatever yoing to do, stht now or—AARGH!”

  However, Martian was instantly stopped, a psychic power taking over his mind pletely, as the female reptilian saw through his mind and memories.

  “Ah, poor little Martian, you’ve had it rough…” She caressed his as he looked in a dazzle. “Worry not; your suffering will end today. Rejoice! My God has chosen you as one of his vessels.”

  “Ugh?! UUAAARRGGH!”

  The Martian screamed as he saw a massive cloud of gold and green a from within the woman’s body, rapidly ing his body aering through his mouth and nostrils.

  FLUOSH!

  Slowly, his mind was pletely overtaken, and his body possessed. As he stopped vulsing, Martian suddenly grew silent, slowly standing up, his body having ged out of nowhere.

  Sharp green scales grew over his arms and legs, long bck cws adorned his nail-less fingers now, and a pair of white hrew from his forehead, at the same time as his eyes, which became reptilian.

  “Yes… This body is good. This is what I needed! A body without Primal Power, ay, pletely bnk ste for my Divine Soul to inhabit!”

  As he spoke with a much more serious and louder voice, the female reptilian kneeled before him, and so did the rest of the reptilians.

  “We are rejoiced to finally witness your dest, oh Great Primal God of Dinosaurs.”

  “Well done, Bloodcw, my dear priestess. You’ve done good… But this isn’t near enough. I require more vessels. More otherworldly power.”

  “Yes… The group we sent to the blue p has found just what you’re looking for, oh great lord.”

  “Excellent.”

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