The Fall of The Void.
"You thought you were strong," the Void Creator mocked, his shadowy form flickering between worlds, "but you never realized I was leading you straight into your own destruction."
Beside him stood Nielan, a traitor who had once been nothing more than a brother. Now, drunk on power, he grinned wildly, his laughter shaking the very fabric of existence.
"At last, Krelious!" Nielan roared, his voice echoing like thunder. "Once I seal you away, I will rule over everything! And if anyone dares to defy me—even my own followers—I will wipe them from existence myself!"
His words hung in the air like a death sentence, a promise of absolute domination.
Despair on Planet Xian
Far away, on the ruined surface of Planet Xian, the ruler's stood frozen in shock. The news of his capture had reached them, and the weight of it crushed their spirits.
Zielan, his face pale with disbelief, whispered into the empty air, "I… I can't believe it. They actually captured Krelious."
Nealon, always the warrior, clenched her fists so hard they trembled. "We have to go back! We can't just leave him!"
But Zion, the voice of cold reason, shook his head. "It's too late. With the Void Creator standing beside Nielan, we don't stand a chance."
Tavis, his pride shattered, lowered his head in shame. "I… I want to help him too. But we've used up all our strength. There's nothing left."
Dainen's eyes burned with regret as he spoke, his voice heavy with guilt. "What have we done? At first, we just wanted to overthrow Krelious… to take his place. But now? We've doomed him—and so many of our own. And for what? Look at us. We're barely alive."
Zion's expression darkened. "Finally, you understand. But this isn't the time for regrets. We can't even run—Nielan knows every hidden corner of the universe."
Ozors, the oldest among them, let out a slow, weary sigh. "Then all we can do… is wait… and hope that Krelious finds a way to survive."
The Breaking of Chains
Back in the shattered remains of the Destroyed Verses, Nielan loomed over Krelious, his grin widening as he delivered the final insult.
"Oh, and Krelious?" Nielan sneered, his voice dripping with cruelty. "Don't worry about Sted while you're sealed away. I'll take very… good care of her."
The moment those words left his lips, the air itself ignited with fury.
Krelious, who had been lying motionless in defeat, suddenly tensed. His eyes darkened—a storm of rage gathering in their depths. The atmosphere around them grew thick, the heat unbearable, the pressure crushing.
Then—crack.
A single fissure split the chains binding him.
Nielan's smirk vanished.
Crack. Crack. CRACK.
The chains exploded outward, shattered by pure, unstoppable power.
Nielan stumbled back, his face twisted in terror. "No… No! That's impossible! The sealing chains have never been broken! Never! And yet—!"
Krelious rose, his voice a deep, earth-shaking growl. "Do you even know where these chains came from, Nielan?"
Nielan's breath caught. "W-What are you talking about?"
"I made them," Krelious declared, his words echoing through time itself. "I forged these chains to use against the Creator… when the time was right."
The Void Creator's form flickered in shock. "Lies! These chains have imprisoned gods—rulers of entire dimensions!"
Krelious laughed—a sound so deep it shook the heavens. "Yes. And I crafted them over two hundred billion years ago… when I was still training."
Nielan's mind shattered. "No… No! You're lying!"
The Void Creator, his voice hollow, confirmed the truth. "I've seen into his soul, Nielan… He speaks no lies."
Krelious smirked. "And here's one more thing… I made them out of boredom."
Nielan's sanity snapped.
With a scream of pure, mindless rage, he lunged forward—ready to die if it meant killing Krelious.
But before he could move an inch, the sealing chains reappeared—materializing from nothingness—and coiled around him like living serpents.
Nielan thrashed, his voice breaking. "IMPOSSIBLE! You didn't chant! How—?!"
Krelious, now fully enraged, leaned in close. "Nielan… Do you know why we use chants for our spells?"
Nielan's eyes widened.
"You don't need them."
The words struck like a blade.
"You can cast spells without a single word. Or better yet… shorten the chant to strike faster."
Nielan's scream was the sound of a mind breaking. "STOP! YOU'RE LYING! YOU'RE MAKING ME GO MAD!"
The Void Creator, unable to endure the torment any longer, lunged forward—but Krelious moved faster.
A single punch.
The impact sent the Void Creator flying—through hardened planets, through shattered galaxies—until he crashed onto a dead world, broken and defeated.
And in that moment, Krelious stood alone amidst the ruins of his enemies, the chains of eternity coiled around his fists.
To Be Continued.