The memories attacked Kael before he could defend himself. A violent surge of ancient consciousness tore through his mind as the chains binding him erupted with golden light. The prison vanished from his awareness. The Hollow Throne disappeared. The eye beneath reality faded into darkness. For a terrifying moment, Kael no longer knew who he was.Thousands of lives flooded into him simultaneously. Thousands of victories.Thousands of losses.Thousands of deaths. The sheer weight of those memories threatened to crush his identity beneath an avalanche of forgotten history."No!"Kael roared. The cry echoed across the prison. Golden-black flames exploded from his body.The Sovereign Beast Valdris immediately reacted."Hold onto yourself!"His voice thundered through the collapsing abyss."Do not let the memories consume you!"The warning arrived just in time. Kael suddenly understood the true danger. The ancient entity beneath the throne wasn't simply revealing the past. It was trying to drown hi

The laughter arrived before anyone could react. It rolled across reality like an invisible tidal wave, shaking countless dimensions and causing the convergence network to flicker erratically. Entire pathways collapsed as ancient laws fractured under a pressure they had never encountered before.Kael immediately felt something was wrong. Not dangerous.Not hostile.Wrong.The sensation resembled hearing a familiar melody played backwards. Every instinct in his body screamed that the sound should not exist. Yet it did. And somehow, that made it infinitely worse.The mysterious stranger known as the First Dream slowly lifted his head. For the first time since his arrival, his relaxed expression disappeared. The warmth left his eyes. The amusement vanished from his smile. What remained behind was something far more unsettling.Concern.Genuine concern.The realisation sent a chill through everyone present. The First Dream had forced the Devouring Dark into fear. He had treated cosmic horrors a

The scream of the impostor shattered reality before anyone could comprehend what had happened. Across the prison, convergence pathways exploded like collapsing stars. Ancient dimensions folded into themselves. Entire rivers of fate changed course as the force of that scream echoed beyond existence itself.The reaction terrified everyone present. Not because the scream sounded powerful.Because it sounded afraid. The creature that had devoured meaning across countless realities was terrified. Inside the sea of souls, Kael stared at the silver-haired man who had just appeared. The atmosphere had changed completely.The silver ocean stretched endlessly around them, reflecting countless memories across its surface. Thousands of glowing doors hovered above the water, each containing fragments of forgotten histories. Yet none of those wonders mattered now. The First King stood frozen. The ancient ruler who had sacrificed worlds.The architect of the Hollow Throne.The man who had stared down

The awakening began with a scream. Not Kael's.Not the scream of the collapsing soul realm.Not even the roar of the ancient powers surrounding him. The scream came from the woman herself.The entity who had calmly revealed herself as the source of possibilities suddenly staggered backwards, her composed expression cracking for the first time. Something deep beneath Kael's soul was moving. Something she had not expected.Something that frightened her. That realisation alone sent shockwaves through everyone present.The silver ocean erupted into towering walls of liquid light. Millions of memories burst from the shattered doors surrounding the realm, flooding the sky like countless stars escaping their constellations. The First King immediately sensed danger."Kael!"His warning thundered across the collapsing soul realm. But Kael could no longer hear him. Pain consumed everything. It felt as though invisible hands were tearing apart every layer of his existence. His memories.His soul.His

The first attack came before a single word was spoken. The moment the black-eyed First Possibility stepped from the darkness, Aethel moved. Entire realities shattered beneath the force of his motion.The colossal golden beast unleashed a roar that rippled across existence itself. Countless timelines folded inward as ancient golden chains erupted from every direction, crossing galaxies and dimensions in an instant. Each chain carried the weight of sealed futures. Each link contained the power of forgotten destinies. Each fragment of metal represented possibilities sacrificed to preserve reality.The attack should have been unstoppable. It wasn't. The black-eyed First Possibility merely raised a finger. The chains stopped. Not because they were blocked.Not because they were destroyed. They simply ceased moving. As though the concept of motion no longer applied to them. The sight immediately unsettled Kael. He had witnessed impossible powers before.The First Dream could create worlds. T