Ash reappeared in the skies of the Vossmere Consortium, the interconnected star system's golden bridges and bustling worlds sprawling below like a living tapestry of wealth and power. The air hummed with distant bids and mana flows, but his focus turned inward—a status window blooming golden before his dual-hued eyes.
[Elara Vossmere – 99% Affection]
[Layla Vossmere – 88% Affection]
"Elara is understandable…" he murmured, a slow, amused smile forming on his face as he hovered, wings rustling softly. "But that old monster?"
[Tsk, Master, she probably watched the entire show…] Elysia said, her voice laced with teasing exasperation.
[Old monsters have their curiosities too.]
Ash chuckled low, shaking his head. "Interesting family."
[Anyways,] Elysia continued, tone shifting to business.
[Are you going to copy the next race? It shouldn't take long if you don't make any extra trouble.]
Ash's smile sharpened. "Trouble? Me? Never."
He activated Stellar Adaptor.
His will stretched across the Venia Galaxy. He looked at paths of possibility guiding him, seeking the most powerful Luminary Seraphim bloodline... there were a few other filters he added in as well, such as being alone... and being a woman!
One pulsed strongest.
It was a hidden sanctuary world that was veiled by divine arrays, untouched by wars.
He vanished—space folding in rapid leaps.
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He reappeared above the world.... Luminous Sanctum—a paradise of eternal radiance, floating continents of pure white crystal suspended in skies of golden auroras, rivers of liquid light flowing between islands, forests of luminous trees bearing fruits of holy essence.
No darkness touched here—every surface glowed softly, air singing with harmonious choirs of unseen Seraphim. Massive cathedrals of light dotted the lands, spires piercing heavens where wings cast rainbows.
And at the center of it all floated—a lone figure.
[Master, I'm already copying the race. So, you can leave any moment you wish.]
Ash smiled as he heard this, he never intended to leave instantly. What fun would it be to just come and go, without saying hello?
Not, just that... the women before him was a beauty.
'Right... we'll leave in a moment~' He replied as he appraised the woman.
[Eliya Radi
Age - 220,000 Years Old
Rank - Peak Stellar Sovereign
Race - Luminary Seraphim (Light of The Deities Guardian Bloodline (Paragon))
Law(s) - View?
Stellar Law - ???
Remarks – Guardian of the entrance to the Seraphim Ancestors' secluded realm for the last 100,000 years. She despises darkness and its users with fanatical zeal, viewing it as the ultimate impurity that must be purged.]
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She sensed him instantly—head tilting upward, gaze locking.
'Such darkness?' she thought. The stronger the bloodline of the Seraphim the more sensitive they were to darkness.... It wouldn't be wrong to say they hated darkness.
Her aura instantly began to leak, eyes shining golden like miniature suns, holy light flaring from her six pairs of radiant wings.
Seeing her release her power, Ash rose a brow.
"Uhh, hello... nice to meet... you?" he said, voice casual, but his body tensed up a bit. His Eyes immediately showed him the next few moments... Something that only happened when there was immense danger.
However, even though he knew what was coming... She was just too fast. Eliya didn't respond to him, in a blink of an eye she was in front of him as she punched out.
BOOOOOM!!!!!!
Ash tried to shield himself with the Law of Protection, but it bent to Eliya's will and shattered on impact. He was hurled across continents, crashing into trees of light that sapped even more of his strength.
[See, we should've just left...] Elysia grumbled.
She knew very well that if he stayed, this battle wouldn't be easy. And there were several reasons—but the major one was that his Primavus race had too much darkness. In a domain like this? It was nothing more than a handicap.
Ash couldn't even respond before Eliya was on him again—not in the normal sense.
She invoked Law of Clones and Replication at 100 %, and all around, reality transformed into copies of her at full power—hundreds, then thousands—each wielding spears of condensed light, eyes blazing judgment.
With spears in hand, they attacked Ash—who was just recovering. This time he was ready… enough. He used Law of Space at 100 % to dodge the onslaught, folding away in rose-pink ripples—but when he reappeared, he was in perfect sight of the real Eliya.
She held a massive spear that glowed with blinding light.
"No darkness shall live!" she roared, aura bursting forth even more as she activated her skill.
|Judgment of Eternal Radiance|
The skies were filling with billions of light spears, each one a fragment of her Stage 4 Stellar Law, descending like divine retribution, burning away shadows and amplifying power mid-fall, a judgment that sought to purge all impurity in holy fire.
Ash employed multiple defensive Laws—Law of Protection weaving unbreakable shields, Law of Gravity crushing spears mid-descent, Law of Paradox reversing trajectories, Law of Silence muting explosions—but the judgment pierced through, billions raining in waves that overwhelmed adaptations.
He survived—taking minor damage: wings singed, skin blistered, blood flowing from shallow cuts—but the handicap of his darkness made each spear burn deeper, holy light clashing against void.
Ash wiped blood from his lips, smiling through the pain.
"This is good, isn't it?" he asked aloud, causing Eliya to frown deeper, seeing he tanked her attack.
"I can finally see just how strong I am…" he said with a crack of his neck. Then Primordia appeared floating in front of him.
He smiled even more—like a madman—before grabbing the hilt and disappearing.
In a heartbeat, he poured fifty Laws into the blade—darkness and light twisting together in wild harmony: voids devouring brilliance, shadows giving birth to stars, eclipses unfolding into dawns, abyssal flames sparking holy novas, and intangible darkness melding seamlessly with the very idea of light.
It was like a chaotic symphony.
Primordia sang—a cataclysmic blow arcing through space, reality warping along the path as light and darkness clashed in explosive paradox, the strike carrying the weight of stellar births and deaths.
Eliya struck back, Stellar Law flaring to Stage 4: Radiant Nova Dominion, as light gathered into a spear of pure, invigorating brilliance, charged with the complete Laws of Life, Light, Empowerment, Resonance, Judgment, Purity, Harmony, Radiance, and Divinity.
She hurled it forward—star-sustaining might be compressed into a blazing beam that tore through shadows, growing stronger mid-flight, the impact blasting both away with tremendous force.
BOOOOOOM!!!!!!
The impact was cataclysmic—continents below shattering into floating debris, auroras fracturing like glass, planetary cores rumbling as shockwaves rippled through the world's mantle, liquid light rivers vaporizing in explosive geysers.
The void between them ignited in a sphere of clashing light and darkness, stars in the distance flickering from the backlash, the Sanctum's divine arrays groaning under the strain.
Ash tumbled through space—wings straining, blood spraying from reopened wounds, grimace flashing as holy light seared deeper, his darkness handicapped burning slower to heal.
Eliya recoiled—golden hair whipping, wings battered, grimace deepening as paradox echoes nicked her radiant skin, drawing faint lines of ichor-like light.
They locked eyes from vast distance, struggling to catch breath—Eliya's chest heaving, Ash's grin mad but strained.
'Who the hell is this guy?' she thought, unable to understand why a Ninth Calamity warrior wasn't dead.
He even survived a Stage 4 Stellar Law.... which should be impossible.
[Master, everything copied long ago… Do you plan to fight till death?] Elysia asked.
"Just one more clash, alright?" he said teasingly before disappearing with Law of Space.
He hadn't even attempted to use his Calamity Laws because he knew that they were useless against higher ranked opponents.
So, he planned to hone his usage of his many Laws he had under his belt.
BANG!
CLANG!!!!
Eliya picked up the pace, each strike infused with Stage 4 Stellar Law. She no longer used it in bursts—her intent was to utterly destroy Ash.
Thirty minutes flew by as Ash started to lose ground.
Despite his impressiveness, his darkness left him at a severe disadvantage. Every wound burned as though she aimed to erase his very existence.
Still, he unleashed Laws one after another—Time, Space, Paradox, and the deeper truths he'd drawn from the Galaxy itself. Stellar Dust, Nova, Light, Death, Life, Fate… he wove them together like a cosmic symphony. Their battle was apocalyptic, continents shattering from stray blows and skies ablaze with holy fire.
Seeing he had no plans to leave anytime soon, Elysia merged the new race—the Luminary Seraphim—into Primavus....
It was an entirely different race; one she shaped further using his inner cosmos. Ash's aura shifted; in Eliya's eyes, darkness faded as light wove in seamlessly—perfect balance, dense and pure, half void, half radiance.
She froze, spear halting mid-thrust, eyes wide as if witnessing an impossible heresy reborn as a miracle; her breath caught, wings trembling.
Ash chuckled, low and teasing. "Well, that's enough… let's go before we get dragged into some bullshit." He vanished, space folding in a rose-pink ripple.
Eliya hovered alone, stunned, her heart racing from battle—and from the impossible balance that had touched her light.
The Sanctum fell silent, but the anomaly lingered in her mind.