Reality broke before Kael could move. The descending darkness did not simply tear through space. It consumed the very principles that allowed existence to function. Entire dimensions folded inward like dying stars. Ancient laws unravelled into meaningless fragments. The countless realities connected to the World Spine trembled as if they had suddenly realised their own mortality.The End had arrived. Its presence eclipsed everything. The Firstborn raised his weapon immediately. Golden runes ignited across the ancient blade while divine power surged through his body. For a brief moment, his aura illuminated the collapsing realm like a second sun.Then the darkness touched him. The result was horrifying. The runes vanished. The light disappeared. The Firstborn was thrown backwards as though existence itself had rejected him. He crashed through several layers of fractured reality before disappearing into the endless storm of destruction.Kael barely had time to react. Aethel lunged forwa

The first nightmare smiled just as the countless eyes beyond the gate opened. The smile was neither cruel nor triumphant. Instead, it carried an unsettling warmth that only deepened the terror spreading through the shattered battlefield. Behind the child, the ancient gate groaned as if the weight of eternity pressed against its hinges. The darkness beyond it was no longer empty. It breathed. It shifted. It watched. Millions of eyes blinked in perfect unison.The impossible sight sent ripples through every surviving layer of existence. Entire galaxies flickered like dying candles. Ancient dimensions folded inward before desperately stitching themselves together again. Even the World Spine, which had endured the collapse of innumerable realities, released a deep vibration that sounded disturbingly similar to a groan of pain. Kael remained frozen.The memories unlocked by the child's touch continued crashing into his consciousness like tidal waves. Every second, another forgotten lifetime