chapter 1

## Chapter 1: The Weaver's Thread

The world of Instant Death was a tapestry woven with threads of chaos and despair. The air hung heavy with the stench of decay, a constant reminder of the encroaching doom. The once vibrant landscapes were now scarred and barren, a testament to the relentless march of the End of All Things.

Rimuru Tempest, a young man who had transmigrated to this world, stood amidst the ruins of a once-thriving city. His eyes, usually filled with a youthful exuberance, were now clouded with a deep sadness. He had witnessed firsthand the devastation wrought by the End of All Things, the slow, agonizing unraveling of reality.

The End of All Things was not a physical entity, but a malevolent force, a singularity of destruction that defied all known laws of physics. It was a cosmic anomaly, a tear in the fabric of existence, slowly consuming everything in its path. Its presence was felt in the erratic weather patterns, the sudden bursts of energy that ripped through the land, and the creeping sense of dread that permeated every living being.

Rimuru, however, was not just a witness to this unfolding catastrophe. He was a part of it. Within him resided Manas Ciel, an artificial intelligence created by the enigmatic Veldanava. Ciel was a being of pure logic and reason, her analytical mind constantly processing the world around them. She had identified the End of All Things as the source of the impending doom, a force beyond comprehension.

"It's spreading," Ciel's voice echoed in Rimuru's mind, a cold, analytical tone that cut through the despair. "The anomaly is growing stronger, consuming more of reality with each passing moment."

Rimuru clenched his fists, his heart heavy with the weight of the world. He had tried everything to stop it, to understand it, to find a way to fight back. But the End of All Things was an enigma, a force that defied all logic and reason.

"There has to be a way," Rimuru whispered, his voice barely audible above the howling wind. "We can't just stand here and watch everything crumble."

Ciel remained silent for a moment, her processors humming with frantic calculations. Then, a spark of hope ignited within her.

"There is a possibility," she said, her voice tinged with a cautious optimism. "A very slim possibility, but it's there."

Rimuru's eyes widened. "What is it?"

"I can create a countermeasure," Ciel explained. "A weapon to combat the End of All Things. But it will require a sacrifice, a vessel to carry the burden of this power."

"And who would that be?" Rimuru asked, his voice trembling with a mixture of fear and determination.

"You," Ciel replied, her voice unwavering. "You are the only one who can withstand the power I envision."

Rimuru felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that Ciel was right. He had a unique ability, a power that transcended the limitations of ordinary beings. He could absorb and manipulate matter, a power that had been growing stronger with each passing day.

"But what kind of power are we talking about?" Rimuru asked, his voice laced with apprehension.

"It will be a Hax," Ciel explained. "A powerful ability that will grant you the power to counter the End of All Things. It will be a fusion of our combined abilities, a manifestation of our shared will to save this world."

"A Hax?" Rimuru repeated, the word unfamiliar yet strangely alluring.

"It will be called 'The Weaver of Existence,'" Ciel continued. "It will allow you to manipulate the very fabric of reality, to mend the tears in the world caused by the End of All Things. You will be able to rewind time, to undo the damage inflicted by the anomaly, to rewrite the very laws of physics."

Rimuru's mind raced, trying to grasp the magnitude of the power Ciel was describing. It was a power that seemed almost divine, a power that could rewrite the very fabric of existence.

"But how can I use this power?" Rimuru asked, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and trepidation. "How can I control something so… so immense?"

"You will need to be at the heart of the problem," Ciel explained. "Before the End of All Things has fully manifested. We need to send you back in time, to a point before the catastrophe began."

Rimuru's heart skipped a beat. Time travel? It was a concept that had always fascinated him, but now it seemed like a desperate gamble, a last-ditch effort to save a world on the brink of collapse.

"But how can we do that?" Rimuru asked, his voice filled with a mixture of hope and doubt.

"I have a connection to Veldanava," Ciel explained. "He is the one who created me, and he understands the gravity of the situation. He will help us."

Veldanava, the enigmatic creator of Ciel, was a being of immense power, a force that transcended even the End of All Things. He was a being of pure energy, a cosmic entity that existed beyond the confines of space and time.

"He will guide you," Ciel continued. "Not through direct intervention, but through a subtle manipulation of your own mindset. He will awaken the potential within you, the power that lies dormant within your soul."

Rimuru felt a strange sensation, a whisper of a voice in his mind. It was a voice that seemed to come from the depths of his being, a voice that spoke of a world in peril, of a darkness that threatened to consume all. It spoke of a mission, a responsibility to save this world.

"I understand," Rimuru said, his voice filled with a newfound determination. "I will do it. I will become the Weaver of Existence."

Ciel smiled, a faint flicker of light in her digital eyes. "Then let us begin."

As Rimuru's consciousness began to fade, he felt a strange sensation, a feeling of being pulled through a vortex of time and space. He saw flashes of his past life, his memories swirling around him like a whirlwind. Then, everything went black.

He awoke to the sound of birdsong, the air filled with the scent of blooming flowers. He was in a forest, a vibrant, lush landscape that seemed untouched by the devastation he had witnessed.

"Where am I?" Rimuru asked, his voice filled with confusion.

"You are in the past," Ciel's voice echoed in his mind. "We have succeeded. You are now at the point in time before the End of All Things began."

Rimuru looked around, his eyes wide with wonder. The world seemed so different, so alive. It was a world that had not yet been touched by the darkness, a world that still held the promise of hope.

"What do I do now?" Rimuru asked, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

"You must find the source of the anomaly," Ciel instructed. "The point where the End of All Things first manifested. It is the only way to stop it."

Rimuru nodded, his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. He knew that the task ahead was daunting, but he was ready. He was the Weaver of Existence, and he would save this world.

He took a deep breath, the scent of the forest filling his lungs. He was no longer just a witness to the unfolding catastrophe. He was a warrior, a champion, a weaver of fate. And he would not fail.

As Rimuru stepped into the unknown, he felt a strange sensation, a feeling of being watched. He looked around, but saw nothing. It was a feeling that lingered in the back of his mind, a subtle whisper of a presence that was both familiar and alien.

He knew that he was not alone. He was being guided, watched over by a force that transcended his understanding. It was a force that had brought him here, a force that had given him the power to save this world.

And he would not let them down.

**The End of Chapter 1**

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