The Warhead's Desperate Stand.
Zerich, a battle-hardened warrior, shouted over the ship's communication system, his voice rough with urgency. "Carel! Anyone who can still move—listen to me! If you don't want to die, you must give everything you have left to the shields! Their next attack will decide this fight… and it won't be gentle."
The crew, though weary, did not hesitate. Their hands glowed as they poured the last of their strength into the Warhead's defenses. They knew that if they failed now, everything they had fought for would be lost.
The Ultimate Spells: Zero Creation vs. Voidless Dragon
On the battlefield, two beings of unimaginable power stood against each other. Yoton, the Ruler of Destruction and Creation, raised his hands, his voice echoing with the weight of countless ages.
"I am the vessel of destruction and creation," he declared. "I am the end of all fates. I see all, know all. I release the Fates of Yahlah—the Void is me, and I am its. Come forth… and strike down my enemy!"
"ZERO CREATION!"
A wave of pure nothingness surged from his hands, a force that could erase entire worlds.
But the Chaos God, his enemy, was not afraid. He answered with his own terrible power, his voice shaking the very fabric of existence.
"I am the flames of the abyss!" he roared. "The sword that cuts through unseen futures! I bring chaos, and from it, a new beginning! Come forth… and erase my foe!"
"VOIDLESS DRAGON!"
A monstrous dragon made of pure destruction erupted from his hands, its roar shaking the stars.
The two spells collided—light and darkness, creation and destruction, locked in a battle that could not be won by either. The explosion that followed was beyond anything the universe had ever seen.
Zerich screamed as the shockwave hit the Warhead, his body trembling under the strain. "PUSH HARDER, DAMN IT! UNLESS YOU WANT TO BE REDUCED TO ASH!"
Despite the pain, the soldiers laughed—a desperate, wild sound. They fought not just for victory, but for the families waiting for them at home.
The Sacrifice: Yoton's Last Stand
Yoton saw his spell weakening. The Chaos God was too strong. If he did not act now, all would be lost.
With a deep breath, he made his choice.
"If this isn't enough… then I will burn my soul itself."
And with those words, he unleashed everything—his power, his essence, his very existence. The explosion that followed was beyond comprehension, a force that could have erased entire universes.
Yet, once again, a higher power contained it, sparing the Reveiverse from total annihilation.
Aftermath: The Fall of a Ruler
On the Warhead, Carel stared at the battlefield, now empty and silent. His voice was hollow.
"I… can't see anything. It's all gone."
Zerich, though shaken, remained calm. "This isn't my first time witnessing destruction on this scale… but it is the first time I've seen a Ruler fall to a demon."
Then, a scream tore through the silence.
"YOTON! YOTON!"
Nealon, her body covered in wounds, turned to Zerich, her eyes wild with panic. "Where is he?! Why can't I see him?!"
Zerich gripped her shoulders firmly. "You need to calm down. You're gravely injured."
But Nealon refused to listen. "What about the Chaos God? Did he survive?"
Zerich shook his head. "Not even he could withstand that blast."
Yoton's Fate: A Fallen Ruler's Rebirth
Somewhere in the vast universe, weak and broken but still alive, Yoton stirred.
"Where… am I?" he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Am I dead? No… I live. But how?"
He looked around, recognizing the blue planet beneath him. Earth.
"I must regain my strength," he muttered. "And until then… I will walk among the humans. They are no threat… as long as they never learn what I truly am."
The Chaos God's Final Words
Meanwhile, in the void between existence and oblivion, the Chaos God chuckled.
"Hmm… is this death?" he mused. "Ah… I suppose it is. But to fall at the hands of a Ruler… what a glorious end."
Epilogue: Victory and Loss
The battle was over. The Reveiverse had won—thanks to Krelious, who had sent the Supreme Troops and two other Rulers to turn the tide.
But the cost was immense. Six months of war. Countless lives lost.
And Yoton… presumed dead.
Yet, somewhere in the cosmos, a fallen ruler waited, gathering his strength for the battles yet to come.
The End… or the Beginning?
To Be Continued.