As their blows escalated, something horrific became clear:
Every attack erased part of their past.
Each use of power came with a cost.
Cal's father's memory—gone.
Sul's first song—erased.
Moac's awakening—forgotten.
Even Anu, despite his defiance, began to lose.
He blinked. "Where… did I rise from again?"
The Will of the Unchosen spoke:
"To rewrite the future, the past must be sacrificed.
You will remain only if you outlast your meaning."
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Vatae Watches
From beyond, Vatae watched silently, galaxy sphere around him pulsing.
Eon, unable to look away, asked:
"What are we watching, truly?"
Vatae smiled.
>"The birth of a new god-idea.
Not chosen. Not defiant.
Balanced."
Seu trembled.
"Then… what are we to it?"
Vatae's smile vanished.
"Memory. You are only what remains... when gods are forgotten."
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The Memoryless War would decide not just survival, but whether any legacy would remain in the bones of the multiverse.
One must be crowned in truth.
The others—unwritten.
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