Goo-Gun's fist connected.
For the first time since the beginning of existence—
The End bled.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.
The impact exploded across reality.
A shockwave tore through dimensions.
Entire dead worlds were erased.
The King's Road shattered into fragments of light.
The World Between Worlds trembled.
And there—
floating in the darkness—
a single drop of black-gold blood drifted from The End's cheek.
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Everyone stared.
Adrax froze.
Luxion froze.
The Fifth Fragment froze.
Millions of entities stopped moving.
Because the impossible had happened.
The End touched its face.
Looked at the blood.
Then looked at Goo-Gun.
For the first time—
its smile vanished.
"YOU HURT ME."
Goo-Gun rolled his shoulders.
A faint grin appeared.
"Good."
BOOOOOOM.
The End swung.
Its fist crossed galaxies instantly.
Reality folded around the strike.
Goo-Gun caught it.
The battlefield exploded.
Both monsters pushed against each other.
The collision alone generated storms capable of destroying universes.
The Old King watched.
Blood dripping from his broken arm.
Then he smiled.
"He's surpassed me."
Hyung would've laughed if Hyung still existed separately.
Null would've been shocked.
Aizeno would've denied it.
But Goo-Gun simply fought.
Because now—
he was whole.
Far away—
Dae-Un stepped forward.
Ancient symbols covered his body.
The Last Jailer had awakened completely.
The End immediately noticed.
Its expression darkened.
"YOU SHOULD HAVE REMAINED FORGOTTEN."
Dae-Un laughed.
"You first."
The darkness around him exploded.
CLANG.
A chain appeared.
Then another.
Then hundreds.
Then thousands.
Ancient chains forged from the laws of existence itself.
The same chains that once imprisoned The End.
The same chains feared by gods.
The same chains that no being had escaped.
Except one.
The End.
Dae-Un raised his hand.
"Let's try this again."
BOOOOOOM.
Thousands of chains shot forward.
Reality itself became their prison.
The End roared.
The battlefield shook.
Ancient chains wrapped around its arms.
Its legs.
Its torso.
Its neck.
The monster struggled.
Entire dimensions exploded from the effort.
Yet the chains held.
For a moment.
Only a moment.
But that moment mattered.
Because Goo-Gun understood immediately.
This was the opening.
The chance.
The King's final gamble.
The Old King shouted:
"NOW!"
Goo-Gun's eyes glowed.
Golden.
Black.
Endless.
Then—
something awakened.
Deep within his soul.
Deep within the Void Throne.
The final seal broke.
CRACK.
Silence.
The Sixth Fragment shattered.
The Fifth Fragment shattered.
The Third Fragment shattered.
Every remaining limitation disappeared.
Power flooded reality.
The Void Throne awakened completely.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.
A throne appeared behind Goo-Gun.
Ancient.
Infinite.
Terrifying.
A throne older than the Doors.
Older than the King.
Older than existence.
The True Void Throne.
The End's eyes widened.
For the first time—
fear appeared.
Real fear.
"NO."
The throne answered.
Reality knelt.
Dimensions bowed.
Ancient entities lowered their heads.
Even Adrax instinctively stepped backward.
Even Luxion couldn't move.
The Void Throne had recognized its heir.
Goo-Gun slowly sat.
The moment he touched the throne—
everything changed.
Knowledge flooded him.
Memories.
Truth.
The beginning.
The Void Throne was never meant to rule.
It was meant to protect.
The End was never its master.
The End was its prisoner.
And Goo-Gun—
Goo-Gun was not the Heir.
He was the Warden.
The first and final Warden.
His eyes opened.
The End saw the truth.
And panicked.
Actually panicked.
"YOU REMEMBERED."
Goo-Gun stood from the throne.
His voice echoed across creation.
Calm.
Ancient.
Absolute.
"I remember everything."
Dae-Un smiled.
The Old King smiled.
For centuries—
they had waited for those words.
Because now—
The End understood.
The battle was no longer about survival.
The battle was about imprisonment.
And the being who had once sealed The End...
had finally returned.
Goo-Gun extended his hand.
The Void Throne answered.
And the first seal of the Final Prison appeared behind The End.