The crystal glass in El Joe’s hand clinked softly as he raised it into the air, reflecting the golden light emanating from the heart of the Nexus Pillar. Around him, the low hum of voices from hundreds of delegates from various dimensions filled the grand hall, creating a symphony of harmony that had long been nothing more than a dream. This was a celebration, a monument to their victory against the Architector of Nothingness, and the beginning of a new era they called the Era of Unification."To the future we build together," El Joe’s voice echoed, clear and authoritative, cutting through the noise with unwavering charisma. "The Nexus Pillar is no longer just a beacon of defense, but a bridge for every civilization to grow without fear of destruction."A thunderous round of applause erupted. Archen, standing at El Joe’s right side with arms crossed, gave only a slight nod. Despite wearing formal robes, the aura of a primordial warrior still radiated strongly from his body. His eyes c

A flash of blue light struck as Archen and El Joe landed in the low orbit of Telluric Prime. The view below them was far from peaceful. Amidst the usually calm layers of the planet's clouds, a wide hole gaped—a tear in reality emitting a pale silver glow, similar to the symbol Dylan had seen at the Nexus."Dylan was right," El Joe whispered, his voice muffled by his protective helmet yet still sounding tense. "That’s not a black hole. It’s... a hungry void."The space around the tear pulsed, warping starlight and pulling Telluric Prime’s atmospheric particles into its vortex. Archen could feel every muscle fiber reacting. As a Primordial Warrior, he was a living gravity sensor, and what he felt now was a sickening anomaly."The gravity is unstable, Joe. It feels like being pulled by thousands of hands from different directions," Archen said. He glided forward, his cloak fluttering in the vacuum as golden energy began to envelop his fists."What ar

The metal floor of the Nexus Pillar felt so cold and real as Archen and El Joe were thrown out of the temporal wormhole. The humming sound of giant machines around them sounded like heavenly music compared to the deadly silence of the void. Archen coughed, trying to breathe in oxygen that felt sharp in his lungs, while El Joe remained kneeling, both hands possessively clutching something to his chest."You're back!" Dylan ran closer from the main console, his pale face now looking slightly relieved, though anxiety still shadowed his eyes. "Odin reported a crazy temporal energy spike. I almost thought you were thrown off the map."Archen stood up with difficulty, his joints feeling like they were rusted. "It certainly felt like that, Dylan. We met... something that shouldn't exist."El Joe slowly opened his hands. There, in the center of his trembling palm, the cracked Time Crystal emitted an unstable blue glow. Its light flickered, synchronized with El Joe

The faint flash of blue light from the transport portal left a hum in their ears as Archen, Dylan, and El Joe stepped onto the surface of Telluric Prime. A searing heat immediately swept across their faces, carrying the scent of dry dust and suffocating static air. However, it wasn't the heat that left Archen frozen, but rather what he did not see before his eyes."This is impossible," Archen whispered. His voice was hoarse, nearly swallowed by the whistling desert wind.He stepped forward hesitantly, his boots sinking into fine, pristine white sand. Before them stretched an endless expanse of desert, shimmering under the glare of twin suns. There was no giant crater. There were no blackened, rusting husks of Architector war machines. Even the Monument of Valor, the thirty-meter pillar he had built with his own hands to honor the thousands of lives lost, had vanished without a trace."Dylan, check the coordinates. We must have landed in the wrong place," El Joe said, his hands clenche

The voice of the Arkana Guide still vibrated within Dylan’s mind, a resonance that felt far more real than the hum of the machines around him. Before his eyes, the giant silver portal spun slowly, swallowing the light of the stars and spewing a coldness capable of freezing time itself. Archen and El Joe stood frozen, their eyes staring at the expanse of silver void that now replaced the nebula they knew."Dylan, is that really him?" El Joe asked, his voice nearly drowned out by the roar of the temporal wind.Dylan did not answer. His eyes were fixed on the console on his wrist, which was now emitting wild frequencies. The blue light from his interface clashed with the silver glow of the portal, creating strange shadows across his pale face. He knew this wasn't the Guide they loved. This was an echo, a remnant of energy trapped within the frayed fabric of a broken causality."I have to go in," Dylan whispered."Are you crazy?" Archen grabbed Dylan’