The Seventh Fracture has resonated.
Across the primary world, the sky changes color, reflecting the unseen aura of destruction leaking from the forbidden dimension. The Grand Sorcerers, ancient races, and great factions who had long ignored Kael now begin to feel dread. There is something or someone that has merged with the most broken structure of reality itself.
In the heart of Elira, a towering city supported by ancient energy networks, an organization quietly centers its focus on one coordinate. They call themselves the Eye of Sky, the guardians of world harmony, weighing chaos and order.
"He has merged... with the Seventh Resonance," whispered a woman with silver hair, standing in the center of a floorless room. Her eyes were covered by cloth, yet her gaze pierced the boundaries of the world. Her name was Lys, Heir of the Absolute Sight.
"Send the Absolute Guardians. One won't be enough. We'll send two. Not to conquer... only to contain," said a towering figure with a body like living crystal. His name was Vauros, the Breathless Titan.
Meanwhile, within the Seventh Fracture, Kael sat in silence. His body or rather, the shell of it breathed without rhythm. Around him, creatures with shattered faces knelt in silence. They did not worship, they bowed—by instinct.
Kael spoke to himself. Or to the Fracture. Or perhaps to the world.
"Am I... still here?"
The voice was hollow, not from doubt, but from a certainty that had died long ago.
Flashes of memories returned. Not just Lian and Lira, but dozens of faces. Hundreds of voices. Screams. Tears. Panic. When he ran through the battlefield under the rain of blood. When he dug a grave for a friend he never had the chance to know. When he laughed while killing an enemy camp guard with a blunt rock.
Kael raised his hand. There, reality was like fabric. He could tear it and remake it.
"Can I... create a new world?"
...
In Elira, two Absolute Guardians were deployed. They did not speak. They knew no failure. One carried a dimensional net. The other carried the sun within a crystal.
But Lys knew something worse.
"We may be too late. He is not a threat. He is a new law."
...
Deep within the Seventh Fracture, Kael stood.
He no longer breathed. He no longer thought.
He was the will of the Fracture itself.
And the world would learn what suffering meant when chaos was given will.
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