The light from the explosion tore through the dark mist, spreading across the broken field of data and memories. Jason fell to one knee, his vision flickering with static. Gold sparks still burned around him, fading slowly into the shifting air.Across the battlefield, Malik stood tall — calm, cold, almost human again. The red lines crawling up his skin glowed like veins of fire. Behind him, the souls of the forgotten drifted silently, trapped again by his control.Jason rose slowly, breathing hard. “You don’t have to keep doing this, Malik. It doesn’t have to end this way.”Malik’s lips curved into a strange smile. “You still think this is about choice? You think you can just decide to be good, and everything resets?”He raised his hand. The red lines on his arm expanded, and the air around him cracked open like glass. From the cracks, dark shapes crawled out — shadows shaped like men, but with no faces, no sound, no light. They moved like smoke, stretching toward Jason.Jason’s eyes

The void burned.Black light spilled through the cracks in the sky, pouring down like liquid fire. The air around Jason turned heavy and sharp, buzzing with power that didn’t belong to any world he knew.Malik floated above the broken ground, no longer just human. His body shimmered with dark energy — metal, code, and flesh twisted together until his face looked like a reflection in shattered glass. The Black Cross hovered before his chest, spinning slowly, each turn releasing a hum so deep it shook Jason’s bones.> SYSTEM ALERT: ENTITY “VOID KING” – PRIORITY THREAT LEVEL: OMEGA.Jason tried to stand, but his knees trembled. His golden armor flickered, the light struggling to stay alive against the darkness filling everything. He could feel the system collapsing around them — every digital wall, every memory, every life connected to the Legacy was now bending under Malik’s control.Malik’s voice rolled across the air like thunder.“Do you see it now, Jason? The light and dark were nev

The fall seemed endless. Jason felt like he was dropping through layers of broken dreams — light, shadow, memory, all twisting around him like torn fabric. The deeper he went, the louder his heartbeat grew until it echoed like thunder in his ears.Then, the fall stopped.He hit solid ground — not cold, not warm, but alive. The floor glowed faintly red, like it was made of pulsing veins under glass. The air was thick and heavy, filled with the scent of iron and smoke.> SYSTEM NOTICE: YOU HAVE ENTERED — BLOOD REALM.DANGER LEVEL: EXTREME.Jason pushed himself up slowly. All around him stood massive statues, each one shaped like a crowned figure. But their crowns were cracked, and red light dripped from the breaks like bleeding wounds.He took a step forward and winced — the ground under his boot shifted like flesh.“This place is alive,” he whispered.A quiet, low hum filled the air. Then one of the statues — the tallest one — opened its eyes.They burned red.> “Welcome, bearer of the

The air screamed as Jason faced the army of shadows. Every echo had a face — some human, some broken, some too twisted to name. They poured out of the mirror towers like black rain, their bodies glitching as they moved. Each carried the same hollow eyes, the same whisper:> “Join us.”“Stay in the Legacy forever.”Jason’s heart hammered. His cross pulsed wildly, gold light fighting against the darkness that wrapped the sky. The storm above cracked with red lightning, revealing the face of the Crownless — calm, cold, watching.> SYSTEM ALERT: ENTITY — “THE CROWNLESS.” THREAT LEVEL: UNKNOWN.MISSION OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE UNTIL SYNTHESIS CYCLE COMPLETES.Jason swung his blade of light, cutting through three shadows. They shattered like glass, scattering into pieces of data that melted into the ground. But for every one that fell, two more appeared.He clenched his fists. “So this is what you call a test?”The Crownless tilted his head slightly. His voice was deep, echoing like thunder trapp

The silver field shattered beneath Jason’s boots. Every step he took toward the Original Creator made the ground ripple like water, sending waves of force in every direction. The enormous figure towered over him, circuits twisting across its body like glowing veins, eyes burning with a fire that was older than time itself.Jason’s cross flared bright gold and red, sending pulses into the air. Each pulse struck the figure, but it didn’t flinch. Every strike he had ever made, every fight he had survived, had led to this moment. And yet, the air around him was heavy with danger — too heavy, too alive.> SYSTEM ALERT: ENVIRONMENT HOSTILE – THREAT LEVEL: OMEGA.RECOMMENDATION: FULL SYSTEM ENGAGEMENT REQUIRED.Jason clenched the cross and shouted, “I’ve fought through storms, broken the mirror world, and faced Malik! I’m not afraid of you!”The Original tilted its head, almost curious. Its voice rumbled like mountains cracking.> “You are bold, human… too bold. Do you even understand the we