The world ended in fire.
Ashfall City burned beneath a crimson sky, its towers crumbling like brittle paper. Kael Arden stood at the heart of the ruin, blood on his hands and mana veins screaming. He was the Archmage of the Seventh Circle—once. Now he was only a survivor with nothing left to save.
The Demon Sovereign loomed before him, a crown of horns scraping the clouds. Kael's allies were gone. His students, scattered. The future he had fought for—lost.
Kael closed his eyes and whispered the forbidden incantation etched into his soul since youth.
Chronos Reversal.
Time screamed.