War of Survival

"The Creation of Existence", a realm that is the throne of the multiverse and hidden to all lives except its inhabitants who happens to be a race of transcendent beings. Home of a race called the Ipimuses, a race of omniscient humanoids who consider themseves above all life in the multiverse since their realm is the very realm that existed before existence itself. They are a proud and mighty race of cosmic powers and immortality, happy with there life.

All but one.

A certain Ipimus feels loney and boring. Why, because everything in "The Creation of Existence" is as it should be, but that's it. Nothing new, nothing strange, everything is always the same old thing. He felt that something isn't natural for him, he couldn't figured out how to undo this feeling. Then again there was something that caught his attention and that is the other worlds in the multiverse. Everytime he view them and watch how mortals live their life, their ways, their behavior and everything always change drastically and there is always something new there. It's so chaotic and so... amazing. He wish his race was such chaotic and inventive beings and not so isolated and proud of it.

The thing is that there are laws about leaving their realm, if one of them leaves and enter another world he/her's godlike powers will be limited and they can never come back. That was the scary part to him. Even though he want's to go to other places, "The Creation of Existence" is his home so he would have to leave everything he had ever known for a new bright life. So after many times of thinking in dilema of what he must do, careful consideration and planning of what his new life would be.

When he has come to the age of young adulthood, he decided to leave his home realm and enter a complete new world as a new creature. So what he did was flying down towards a light worm hole that would send him into a random world where he will make a new life, his powers will be limited but powerful enough for him to be stronger than a giant beast.

Blackness...

Blackness was the only thing he could see after his departure from his home and become something else.

After a few hours of blackness, he finally open his eyes, even though his vision is blurry he was recovering his vision. He gasped for air, his eyes shooting open and his senses was assaulted by waves upon waves of cold winds. He could feel everything, all of his legs, arms, his head, his body everything; even his fur. All of his muscles was telling him to do any kind of animation, demanding that if he dosen't move his new body won't work at all.

Once everything worked out for him, he could move, stand up and have a perfect vision for his eyes. Once he noticed that he had white fur on his hands, feets and his entire body; he used his limited godlike powers to conjure up a mirror to see his own, new body and by his amazingness...

He is now a Yeti. He have heard and seen them when he viewed other worlds. He knew that Yeti are a race of winter apes living in the mountain. Now he is one.

He also notice that his powers maybe limited but it is still very powerful. He spend an hour testing and training his magical powers to know what it is now. He was powerful enough to have mastery of spells capable of warping, manipulating and/or reconstruct reality and the very fabric of existence. Chaos magic, he was amazed by it because he find chaos something to be proud of since it bring new and unexpected experiences. He now knows what to do with his new life.

He looked around and found himself standing on a mountain, surrounded by snow storms, and with even more falling down upon him with every passing second. Thankfully due to his thick fur he could not freeze, he was only covered in a couple of snowflakes though it could not be seen since his fur was snow-white.

He blinked a couple of times and tried to let his eyes look around.

Snow mountains was all he could find, to his disappointment. But no worries, he could use some exploration to have an adventure but first. He need a base to settle. He was walking around the snowy mountains for a few hours before he found a perfect place where he could build his new home. It was a cave, or more a cave system, as it continued deeper into the mountain of itself. The Yeti decided to explore the cave he continued. He had found somewhere that wasn't cold anymore. But he was still pressing forwards, and his brain was still continuing to look for Continuity.

The tunnel opened up into a large cave, which was almost pitch black, yet, he could still see in it. Why could he see in darkness? His chaos magic gives his eyes night vision. Finally he stopped, in the middle of the Cave, he use his chaos magic to create a throne of stone.

He sat on it and with pride he felt he could finally start a new life, he will create a kingdom of his own and he would be the god-king of his own race.

He began charging his hands with chaos magic. In a few moments his throne area was turned into a cave palace with alot of celtic nordic art combined with many chaos stars as emblems. Now he used his magic to bring in two hundred boulders. His hands glowed as he began creating statues out of the lifeless stone: he created both male and female Yetis, two hunderd each and they all looked very bulky and well build.

(Both male and female version of these Yetis)

They looked almost alive, almost.

"Now... rise... come alive... my people!" He said his very first words ever since he came to this strange world as his eyes turned chaotic blue. The statues began to crack and then out came the very new Yetis, alive and well. Those other Yetis first looked around and each other in confusion before they all looked at their very creator, sitting on his throne.

"Sire...." they all said in unison as they walked up to him and kneeled to him.

"How may we serve you?" One of them asked, earning a smile from their creator.

"This is our new home, let's use all our chaos magic and strength make the best of it. We'll build us a great town both inside and outside of this tunnel system. Make food, items, weapons and even beasts to help out. Let's build our own nation before we make contact with the rest of the world!" He ordered them with as much pride and joy he can have for creating his own civilization in his image.

"At once sire... may we know you're name?" A female Yeti asked, earning the attentions from the other Yetis to look at him with curiosity.

What shall his name be?... Honestly he never though about it. But now he began to remember his time before he became a Yeti. When he viewed other worlds and their civilizations. He remember a race called "Humans", they had almost everything a mortal creature would want, even good names. They had millions of names that can be choosen. So he choose to have the same name of a certain human from their mythology who was claimed to be a hero to god. So he decided to have a new name as a "mortal" god-king.

"My name... is... Hercules." He answered with a gentel voice and a smile.

Hours later, the whole tunnel system and the area outside the tunnels were filled with Yetis bulding and constructing houses and buildings for their livings. The Yetis used their chaos magic to bring food and tools; even woods out of thin air to help out their work. Our, newly named, Hercules sat in his throne as one of the female yeti bowed down and handed her king a plate of huge food. A male yeti gave him a big pint of ale.

In a long table for hundreds of yetis, Hercules drank and ate along side his fellow yetis like he was one of them and they all welcome it. They all embraced each other like they were all kins. After he has eaten he walked up a stairs to the highest room in the tunnel system that had a crystal ball he created to look at the whole Yeti town from his room.

"Sire, your bed is ready...." Hercules heard a female yeti come to him with those words and followed her to his room. Hercules opened the door and walked in. The room had really big windows, bookshelves filled up, a desk with a mirror, and a king sized bed. After he closed the door behind him, he removed his outfit got under the covers, and laid his head on the pillows. He laid there looking up on the cave roof and smirked a little.

"Hercules... a perfect name in a perfect day." he said with much pride in him and closed his eyes to sleep before he go to real work.