The world stilled.
The moment Endless appeared, time itself recoiled.
The earth cracked in slow-motion. Trees wilted under the sheer presence of the Eternal. Clouds dispersed, not in retreat—but in fear. Light dimmed, not because of the hour—but because the world itself knew who had come.
The King of Elves lowered his glowing hand, the final attack meant to destroy Kael Dragonyx and the Chaos Twins frozen mid-cast as he came out of the rumble he created from receiving one of Endless surprise attacks. His golden eyes, once unwavering, now trembled.
A suffocating void oozed into the atmosphere—Endless had arrived.
"You… dare interfere," the King growled, voice still thunderous, but the world no longer seemed to answer to him.
Endless tilted his head, an amused smile behind his shadow-cloaked mask. "Dare? I merely arrived. This isn't your world anymore, old king. It never was."
Maeralyn could hardly breathe.
