Ravian stared at the scorched remnants of the Arkana Clan ruins, but his thoughts had already drifted far beyond the horizon. Kaelen, the figure who had long served as his spiritual compass amid the chaos, stood beside him with a body that looked more transparent than usual.“The Throne of God is not a place you can reach on foot, Ravian,” Kaelen said, his voice like dry leaves scraping together. “It exists beyond the layers of reality, where the laws of space and time fold into a single point.”Ravian turned toward him, his gaze sharp. “I don’t care how far it is. I need the power to end all of this. Elara won’t wait forever.”“Then let us begin.” Kaelen stepped into empty air. “Use the Void Core as your compass. Without it, you’ll be lost among millions of empty dimensions.”Ravian drew a deep breath and focused his energy. The Void Core in his chest pulsed, releasing a dense black aura. “System, prepare synchronization. We’re making a dimensional leap beyond the boundaries of reali

Ravian did not look back again. His rigid back faced the Throne of God, now nothing more than a memory of ash drifting within the void. Every step he took across the floating crystal ruins felt like dragging a mountain behind him. Heavy. Silent. Without the mechanical voice that had once endlessly echoed inside his skull, the universe itself felt literally hollow.“System?” he whispered once more, just to make sure.Nothing.Only the faint hiss of Elara’s remaining energy slowly evaporating into the atmosphere of the dying dimension. Ravian smiled bitterly as he stared at his palm, now visibly clean, yet stained beyond measure by the memory of Elara’s death and the System’s sacrifice.Suddenly, an unusual ripple of energy spread several meters behind him. It was not the ripple of destruction, but of formation. Ravian spun around instantly, his hand instinctively searching for the sword hilt that now existed only as a phantom memory within his soul.“Who?” he hissed sharply.There, ami