The skies above Tenma's Edge went dark without warning.
Lightning didn't strike. Thunder didn't roll.
Instead, space itself split—a gash in reality forming high above the cliffs. Wind erupted outward in all directions, pushing Kael and the others back several steps. It wasn't a storm. It was a presence.
A single pulse of energy dropped everyone to one knee.
From the tear in space descended the God Beast.
It wasn't just massive—it was cosmic. Its body was forged of obsidian armor veined with stardust, and its eyes blazed like twin dying suns. Each breath it exhaled warped gravity, bending the air around it.
Kael stood first. His Will flared like a comet, but even he could feel it—this creature wasn't like any fractured beast or corrupted Will.
"This isn't just a beast," Azephon growled. "This is a remnant of something ancient… something divine."
Renzo stepped forward, fists glowing. "I'm not afraid."
But the moment his foot hit the ground, the beast turned its head toward him. In that instant, Renzo saw visions—worlds crumbling, galaxies screaming, warriors falling.
Liora reached out, placing a hand on Renzo's shoulder, pulling him back.
"Not yet," she whispered. "Not against this… not without Kael's lead."
Kael summoned his Willblade, its edges flaring with a black and violet aura. His eyes burned with determination.
"I need everyone focused," Kael ordered. "This is not a spar. This isn't even a war. This… is survival."
The God Beast raised one claw, and with a casual motion, it erased a mountain from existence.
Not destroyed—erased.
Tetsu stared, trembling. "It just rewrote space…"
Azephon stepped beside Kael. "We can't kill it. Not yet. But we can test it."
Kael nodded. "Then let's show it what Earth's new generation is made of."
The battle hadn't begun…
But the war for the future of the world just entered its first act.