I Can Assimilate Everything

He looked at his Existence Corruption Value, watching the numbers that should have been climbing remain mysteriously level.

His smile widened, taking on qualities of power, tyranny, and just a touch of something that might have been madness if it wasn't so deliberately controlled.

"More," he said to the void, his voice carrying waves that made nearby asteroids resonate.

"MORE!" The word erupted from him with the force of stellar wind, his eyes blazing with hunger that transcended physical appetite!

This was the desire to consume concepts, to devour the very building blocks of reality and make them part of himself.

"What else is fundamental in existence that others do not even know about?!" He demanded of the cosmos, his question directed at the only entity he knew was listening.

"What else can I assimilate?! What other pillars hold up this grand stage of existence?!"

Ethemia was silent for a moment that stretched like seconds through dimensions.

Then her voice emerged carrying weight that made space itself pay attention.

|Quantum.|

The single word hung in the void like a key waiting to unlock doors that most beings didn't know existed.

Ethemia's voice continued, each word carefully placed like components in a cosmic equation:

|Reality does not move in smooth lines, O Adrastia Emperor King. It jumps. It stutters. It exists in discrete packets so small that the space between them isn't space at all but probability. Every particle, every wave, every thought you have ever experienced is actually a cloud of maybes that collapses into definitely only when observed.|

Her explanation wove through dimensions of understanding, mixing the practical with the theoretical.

|Quantum is the grandfather of uncertainty, the parent of possibility. It is why particles can be in multiple places simultaneously until forced to choose. It is why information can travel instantly across infinite distances through entanglement. It is why the universe, at its smallest scale, operates on rules that would seem like madness to those who only perceive the macro.|

The voice took on qualities of teacher and tempter combined.

|At the quantum level, walls are suggestions. Death is probability. Time is negotiable. Cause doesn't always precede effect. It is the level where existence admits that its rules are more like guidelines, where reality confesses that it makes itself up as it goes along, deciding what's possible only when someone asks.|

Achilles's eyes had grown frighteningly bright during this explanation, purple-gold fire that seemed to burn through dimensions.

When Ethemia finished, he nodded with the certainty of someone who had just been handed the keys to existence itself.

"Then I shall assimilate that as well," he declared, his voice carrying the weight of inevitable violation of natural law.

Were the previous Adrastia Emperor Kings able to do this? Did they do this? He did not know!

"Regardless of how small, regardless if I cannot see it, if it exists... I will assimilate it! The Regulation of Quantum!"

…!

Space went still, as if reality itself was holding its breath.

Then, explosion.

BOOM!

Colors erupted around him that had no names because they existed below the wavelengths where color had meaning.

Subatomic particles that others couldn't even theoretically observe began swirling toward him in patterns that looked like galaxies made of probability. Quarks, leptons, bosons…the fundamental ingredients of matter itself recognized him and came calling.

His body became a devouring void for the infinitesimally small, consuming clouds of quantum possibility and making them certainty within himself.

The distance this covered was paradoxical…simultaneously zero and infinite, because at the quantum level, distance was just another probability waiting to collapse.

Light-years of space gave up their quantum foam, the fluctuating energy that existed in even the most perfect vacuum. Virtual particles that popped into existence for nanoseconds before annihilating found themselves captured, preserved, made permanent within his form!

He was eating reality at its most fundamental level, consuming the static that existed between the channels of existence.

His body, already transformed by stellar forces, took on new qualities. He seemed to be made of stellar matter shot through with veins of quantum uncertainty…solid and gaseous simultaneously, definitely there yet possibly somewhere.

His form shimmered with multicolored brilliance as particles within him existed in superposition, each atom trying to be in multiple states until his will collapsed them into whatever he needed.

|Regulation of Quantum - First Echelon Achieved|

His mind buzzed with new understanding as the abilities crystallized.

He went through them and summarized them how he wished!

|Quantum Superposition|:: The ability to exist in multiple states simultaneously until observation forced a choice. He could be alive and dead, present and absent, attacking and defending, all at once. Only when an enemy committed to a response would his actual state collapse into reality, always in the configuration most advantageous to him.

|Entanglement Web|:: Create quantum entanglement between any particles he had touched, allowing instant information transfer and sympathetic effects across any distance. Damage an entangled particle here, and its partner ten galaxies away experienced the same effect. Perfect coordination across infinite space, because at the quantum level, distance was meaningless.

|Heisenberg Manipulation|:: The uncertainty principle weaponized. The more precisely an enemy knew his position, the less they could know about his momentum, and vice versa. He could become impossible to pin down, existing as a probability cloud that made accurate targeting a philosophical impossibility.

|Wave Function Collapse|:: Force quantum possibilities to collapse into specific realities. That attack that had a 0.0001% chance of missing? Now it was certain to miss. The healing that had a marginal probability of working? Now guaranteed. He could grab the dice of probability and simply decide what numbers would come up.

|Quantum Tunneling Mastery|:: Pass through barriers that should be impermeable by reducing his probability of being on one side while increasing it on the other. Walls, shields, even dimensional boundaries became permeable when he existed more as possibility than certainty.

…!

They were glorious.

Achilles viewed this breakdown of new capabilities with the satisfaction of a collector acquiring pieces that completed a set he didn't know existed.

The combination of Spatial Tension and Quantum gave him control over both the macro and micro, the framework and the particles that moved within it.

He looked around grandly at the space that was no longer empty to his perception but full of frameworks and possibilities, distances and uncertainties, all waiting to be commanded.

"Take even more of it," he commanded the vastness of space itself, his voice carrying across dimensions that shouldn't have been able to conduct sound. "Spatial Tension, Quantum... continue assimilating it all!"

His declaration rang through the cosmic void with the authority of someone who had just proven that the impossible was merely improbable, and the improbable was negotiable.

On this day, in this moment suspended between heartbeats of dying stars, Achilles affirmed the truth that defined him.

He could Assimilate Everything.

Existence shuddered in recognition. He was something new, something unprecedented!