In a future beyond futures—where countless worlds orbit the ruins of old creation—legends speak of a war so vast, it left scars on time itself.

They call it the Era of the Above Alls: beings born from the Source of All Things, who ruled reality and reshaped existence in a clash of unimaginable power. That war ended in silence. But the silence never lasted.

Now, in the endless sprawl of a reborn cosmos, a boy with no name awakens.

He bears no lineage, no past, no purpose—yet the world around him shifts when he dreams.

In the highest realm of celestial kingdoms, tales of the ancient clash are told as myth. But something is stirring. Old laws are fracturing. Forgotten powers are whispering. And in the shadows of gods, watchers, and sovereigns, an unknown presence begins to rise.

Some call him a mistake.
Others, a prophecy.
None understand what he truly is.

But all will remember the name that has not yet been written...

Cal, bloody but conscious, floated again beside Sul and Moac.


Sul nodded, eyes alight. "We restore memory of the Creator's order."


Moac's blade pulsed. "Then let us awaken the First Law."


Together, the three invoked the Primordial Oath—a forbidden technique that called upon the first Law spoken by the Ancestral Creator:


It unleashed a seal of duality, drawing from both realities, locking Anu into a cage where belief alone could not save him.


He snarled, trapped for the first time.


Cal stood firm. "We dare remind reality what it's forgetting."


As the Fourth Crown hovered, nearly completed, the multiverse held its breath.


One being—Anu or the Trio—must become the final anchor of all law.


And in the shadows, Vatae chuckled once more.


"And so… the play concludes its second act.


Chapter 20 - Chapter 18: The Last Stand of Order