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The Seed of Nothingness Claimed

"...by taking the source of your existence..."

Freza took a deep breath, a thin but calculating smile spreading across his lips. The Mjolnir Liquidator in his hand pulsed, emitting a golden light that now began to suck in the pitch-black dot the 'Seed of Nothingness.'

Not with physical strength, not with the strike of a hammer.

Instead, with an irrefutable conceptual claim.

"I reject the concept that the 'Seed of Nothingness' cannot be owned," Freza declared, his voice carving through the wildly swirling waves of anti-concepts. "I claim it as an intangible asset of the Multiverse you manage, Prime Mover."

No! This is the foundation! This cannot be an asset! The whispers of the Fundamental Executor now sounded like a scream of despair, echoing directly in Freza’s and Qoriski’s heads.

"A foundation can also be an asset if it has value," Freza countered, his eyes blazing. "And the value of your erasure... is very expensive."

The golden light from Mjolnir grew stronger, forming an invisible grip around the 'Seed of Nothingness.' The pitch-black dot flickered, shrank, and seemed to scream metaphysically.

Qoriski swallowed hard, staring at Freza with a mix of awe and anxiety.

"Freza, are you... are you sucking out the foundation of that nothingness?" Qoriski asked, his hand reflexively gripping Freza’s arm. "It feels like all of reality is deflating around me."

"Exactly, Qoriski," Freza replied, his focus unbroken. "If the Fundamental Executor can turn 'existence' into 'non-existence,' then I will turn 'non-existence' into... a collectible debt."

The ship’s AI roared, red warnings filling the screens of The Supreme Liquidator.

"Freza! Anti-existence energy absorption is reaching critical levels! The Metaphysical Anchor is undergoing existential disintegration!" the AI exclaimed, its voice glitching. "The Multiverse is reporting massive Dimensional Bugs! The concept of causality in the Gemini Sector is reversing! The concept of 'mass' in the Orion Zone is fluctuating to zero!"

Freza’s face grew paler, but his resolve did not waver.

"That is the price to be paid for redefinition, AI," Freza murmured, feeling the terrifying pull of the 'Seed of Nothingness' trying to dissolve him. "This is the greatest conflict of definitions there has ever been."

Stop! You will tear the fabric of the Multiverse! the Fundamental Executor pleaded, its tone now filled with pure panic, no longer absolute.

"You started this," Freza snorted coldly. "You erased Qoriski. You tried to erase my existence. You claimed a 'statute of limitations' on a debt that clearly exists."

He stared intensely at the shrinking 'Seed of Nothingness.'

"All of that is a breach of contract, Fundamental Executor. And now, you must pay your greatest penalty."

The Mjolnir Liquidator emitted one last flash, and the 'Seed of Nothingness'... vanished. It didn't explode, it didn't disappear; rather, it was entirely absorbed by Mjolnir.

The golden hammer in Freza’s hand now glowed with a golden light interspersed with pitch-black specks. It felt as if he were holding a controlled miniature black hole, a core of nothingness that had been mastered.

The Omega Void shook violently. The Archive of Non-Existence, once solid, now began to creak, conceptual cracks spreading across its entire surface. It was as if the anti-existential architecture had lost its supporting core.

"Freza! The Archive... it’s starting to expire on its own!" the AI shouted, a strange note of surprise in its voice. "The source of its erasure is gone!"

"Good," Freza said, his body trembling from exhaustion, but his eyes burning with triumph. "Without the 'Seed of Nothingness,' the Fundamental Executor can no longer claim expiration. Its power to rewrite reality... has been seized."

Qoriski stared at the hammer in Freza’s hand, then at the Archive, which was now beginning to disintegrate metaphysically.

"So, you really took it? The source of their existence?" Qoriski asked, still in disbelief. "Now what?"

"Now, I am the one who defines," Freza replied, his eyes emitting the cold light of a liquidator who had just won the most absurd litigation in the universe.

You... you are destruction! You are an uncontrollable anomaly! The Fundamental Executor’s whisper returned, but now it sounded fragmented, like many overlapping voices struggling to form a single entity.

Freza smirked. "I am a Liquidator, Fundamental Executor. I collect debts. And you, you owe the Multiverse for everything you have erased."

He turned to the AI. "AI, divert control of the Archive of Non-Existence. All data, all conceptual assets that have been erased, are now mine."

"Implementing Full Ownership Claim protocol!" the AI replied, data racing wildly. "Access rights transferred! The Archive of Non-Existence is now registered as Freza’s asset: Existential Glitch!"

A wave of informational energy flooded Freza’s mind again. This time, it was far more massive. Thousands of years of erasure history, millions of vanished civilizations, destroyed concepts... everything flowed into him. A library of nothingness that he now controlled.

He could feel the power of the 'Seed of Nothingness' stored in Mjolnir. A power to force definitions. Not just to erase, but also to affirm.

"The Prime Mover has made the greatest mistake in calculation," Freza murmured, more to himself. "He sent the Fundamental Executor to balance a 'Glitch' like me, but in doing so, he gave me the power to redefine balance itself."

Qoriski watched the destruction of the Archive, which was now fading completely, dissolving back into its original nothingness. Only The Supreme Liquidator and their bubble of reality remained.

"So, have we gotten revenge for me?" Qoriski asked, trying to smile despite the tense tone. "I’m back, and now they’ve lost... whatever it was you took?"

"More than just revenge, Qoriski," Freza countered, his eyes staring into the void outside the ship. "This is the most thorough audit I have ever performed."

"What audit, Freza?"

"An audit of existence itself," Freza answered, his voice low. "If the Prime Mover claims I am a 'Glitch' that causes damage, and Earth is threatened by a 'Dimensional Bug' because of his own blessing..."

He paused, a terrifying glint appearing in his eyes.

"...then the Prime Mover owes me a solution."

"And this 'Seed of Nothingness'... is your solution?" Qoriski pointed to the Mjolnir Freza was holding.

"It is a bargaining chip," Freza corrected. "With the core of erasure in my hands, I can claim the right to affirm reality. The right to prevent the Dimensional Bug on Earth, even if it means redefining the Prime Mover’s laws."

"But... doesn't that mean you'll become the new Prime Mover?" Qoriski asked, his voice heavy with concern.

Freza shook his head. "I am not the Prime Mover. I am a Liquidator. I am only ensuring the contract is fulfilled."

Suddenly, the Omega Void around them shook violently. No longer because of the crumbling Archive, but because of something else that had awakened.

A pressure so immense it transcended all definitions. Not an attack, but a presence.

A concept so grand, so absolute, that it nearly dissolved The Supreme Liquidator just by existing.

"Freza! Sensors detect a primordial entity approaching!" the AI roared. "This is not the Fundamental Executor! This is... The Prime Mover!"

Freza’s heart pounded, this time not from fear, but anticipation. Finally. The architect of the Multiverse.

In the middle of the void, a point of light appeared, expanding at an impossible speed. Not a star, but a singularity of pure energy that warped space and time around it.

"Freza, this... this is the power of creation itself!" Qoriski whispered, the Mjolnir in his own hand feeling small. "He won't be happy you took his 'Seed of Nothingness'!"

"He isn't happy that I exist," Freza countered, his eyes alight. "But now, he will realize that my existence is far more than just a Glitch."

The singularity of light stopped a few kilometers in front of The Supreme Liquidator. There was no form, only a center of gravity that swallowed all concepts.

And from within it, a voice. Not a whisper in the head, not a frequency wave. Rather, an understanding planted directly into every cell of their being.

You... have exceeded your limits, anomaly.

That voice was law, was reality, was truth itself. A voice that could turn "yes" into "no" with mere intent.

"I am only enforcing a contract, Prime Mover," Freza replied, his voice steady despite his body trembling in the face of that presence. He gripped the Mjolnir that now housed the 'Seed of Nothingness.' "The contract you made when you created the Multiverse, and the contract you breached when you tried to erase my assets."

Your assets? You claim 'existence' as an asset? The Prime Mover’s voice echoed, there was no anger, only a logical question, an endless recalculation. That is the most fundamental violation of the concept of creation.

"And you have violated the concept of balance," Freza answered, his eyes challenging the singularity of light. "By blessing Earth with magic, you created a 'Dimensional Bug' that threatens destruction. Then you tried to erase me, the 'Glitch' that actually serves as a temporary counterweight to that chaos."

He raised the black-and-gold glowing Mjolnir.

"Now, I possess the Fundamental Executor’s 'Seed of Nothingness.' The core of your ability to redefine."

Freza felt his heart racing. This was the moment of truth. The craziest legal battle between two entities that defined reality.

"And now, Prime Mover," Freza continued, his voice growing louder, filling the emptiness of the Omega Void. "I have come to collect your debt for the balance you have broken."

The singularity of light pulsed. The halo of light around it expanded and contracted, as if the universe were considering an unsolvable paradox.

How will you collect a debt from creation itself, Glitch? the Prime Mover asked, its tone now sounding... interested.

Freza smiled, the smile of a liquidator who had just found the largest legal loophole in the Multiverse.

"By creating a new contract," Freza replied, staring intensely at the Prime Mover. "A contract that will redefine... the entire..."

"...rules of this existence..."