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Three Ninety
The Convergence Ring finished aligning.There was no explosion. No dramatic surge of light.Instead, reality grew quiet.Too quiet.The space around the Ring smoothed out, all turbulence settling as if existence itself were holding its breath. The rotating segments slowed, each one locking into place with a soft, resonant hum that echoed across layers of reality.Ray stood at the forefront of the platform, unmoving.Freya remained beside him, her hand clasped tightly around his. She could feel it now, clearly. The pull. Not physical, but conceptual. Something was reaching for Ray, testing how firmly he was anchored to the world.“This is it,” Frigga said quietly.Hela said nothing. Her gaze was fixed on the Ring, her authority surging instinctively, Helheim responding to her tension. Deep below, the abyssal gate she had sensed earlier pulsed in sympathy, answering a call it did not fully understand.The Ring flared once.A single symbol ignited at its center.Not system script.Someth
Three Eighty Nine
The Empire of Ouroboros did not descend into panic.That, more than anything, was a testament to Ray’s rule.Ray stood at the highest observation platform of Ouroboros, gazing into the void beyond the Empire’s borders. The space there looked unchanged, but he could feel the pressure building beneath it, like a tide gathering strength before a wave.“They’re reinforcing the perimeter,” Frigga said, joining him. “Not against invasion. Against interference.”Ray nodded. “They’re isolating us.”Freya arrived moments later, her expression composed but tight. “I’ve confirmed it across multiple worlds. System permissions are being quietly rewritten. Long-range authority projection is being restricted.”“They’re boxing us in,” Hela said, stepping out of a shadow that bent unnaturally around her. Helheim’s influence followed her now, subtle but ever-present. “Trying to limit the damage radius.”Ray exhaled slowly.“They’re afraid,” he said. “That’s good. But fear makes them cautious, not reckl
Three Eighty Eight
Ray returned to consciousness with a sharp intake of breath.He was lying on cold stone.For a brief moment, his senses lagged behind his awareness. Sound returned first. Distant echoes. Familiar. Then weight pressed against his back, grounding him fully in reality.“Ouroboros,” he muttered.He pushed himself upright.The Throne Hall was in disarray.Cracks webbed across the floor where the throne had once stood. Residual divine energy still clung to the air, unstable and raw. The throne itself was gone, reduced to scattered motes of authority that hovered aimlessly before slowly dissolving.“Ray!”Freya’s voice reached him a split second before she did. She crossed the distance in an instant and dropped to her knees beside him, hands gripping his shoulders as if to confirm he was truly there.“You disappeared,” she said, her voice shaking despite her attempt to control it. “The system tore you out of reality. We couldn’t reach you.”“I know,” Ray replied. His voice was hoarse, but st
Three Eighty Seven
The white expanse did not feel empty.That was Ray’s first realization.There was no ground beneath his feet, yet he stood without falling. No sky overhead, yet the light came from everywhere at once. It was a place stripped of context, designed to remove all reference points.A controlled environment.Ray exhaled slowly and flexed his fingers. His body responded normally. His divine senses, however, felt muted. Not sealed, but dampened, like sound passing through thick walls.“So this is verification,” he said aloud.His voice echoed faintly, though there was nothing for it to bounce off.No response came immediately.Instead, the white began to shift.Lines appeared beneath his feet, spreading outward in geometric patterns. They formed a vast circular platform, etched with symbols Ray recognized instantly.System script.Older than any interface he had seen before.“Testing me with your own language,” Ray murmured. “Bold.”The air rippled, and figures began to take shape around the
Three Eighty Six
The aftermath lingered like a bruise on reality.Even after the envoy’s fragments faded, Helheim did not return to normal. The pale green flames along the chains burned brighter than before, and the mist churned restlessly, as if the realm itself were unsettled by what had just transpired.Hela stood near the edge of the platform, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the envoy had appeared.“It left traces,” she said quietly.Ray nodded. “Of course it did.”He waved his hand, and thin lines of golden light spread outward, weaving through the air like a net. Wherever they passed, faint distortions became visible. Cracks too subtle to notice before. Laws that had been nudged out of alignment.Freya watched with a tight expression. “Those aren’t natural.”“No,” Ray replied. “They’re observation anchors.”Frigga’s grip on her staff tightened. “Meaning?”“Meaning it wasn’t just watching me,” Ray said. “It was mapping everything. Helheim. Ouroboros. You.”Hela frowned. “Then why pull back no
Three Eighty Five
Hela’s words lingered in the air for a moment longer than necessary.Ray watched her expression carefully. Despite the casual snort and dismissive tone, there was something genuine there. A quiet relief. Odin was alive, irritating as ever, and still part of the world.“That’s good,” Ray said simply.He turned his gaze away from the group and looked out across the open hall. The structure floated high above Helheim’s endless gray expanse, anchored by massive black chains that disappeared into the void below. Pale green flames burned along the edges of the platform, giving the space an eerie glow.Helheim had changed.Or perhaps it was more accurate to say it was finally waking up.Since Ray had claimed dominion over the Norse Pantheon, the realm of the dead had begun to respond to Hela in subtle ways. The air felt heavier, more stable. The souls drifting through the distant mist no longer wandered aimlessly. There was order now, guided by a will that had grown far stronger than before.
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