The Hollow Nexus shuddered beneath a sky torn by crackling mythsteel storms. Shadows deepened as Kaelen Voss's armies advanced, their banners black and red, stained with the dust of fallen timelines. War drums echoed across fractured plains, a pulse of doom rolling over every shattered world connected to the Forge.
Minwoo stood atop the central spire, the Nexusblade glowing cold and sharp in his hand. Around him, Selene, Kael, and Lira prepared for battle, their faces set with grim determination.
"The Iron Sovereign's forces will not rest," Selene said, her voice steady despite the rising wind. "They'll throw everything at us."
Kael cracked his knuckles, a wild grin breaking through the tension. "Good. I've been itching for a fight."
Lira's eyes flickered with glyph-light. "We need more than brute strength. Kaelen's corrupted mythsteel soldiers can warp time itself. We have to be smarter—faster."
The first wave crashed like a tempest.
Corrupted soldiers poured through the Rift Gates, their armor fused with bleeding mythsteel, weapons humming with unstable time energy. Their general, a towering warlord named Malrik the Timebreaker, led the charge — a merciless brute who could shatter moments and bend seconds to his will.
Minwoo raised the Nexusblade, its edge slicing through the battlefield with surreal grace. Each swing rewrote reality around it—erasing attacks before they landed, bending time to protect allies, and unraveling the corrupted soldiers like threads in a tapestry.
But Malrik was relentless.
He shattered moments, tearing through Minwoo's defenses, pushing him back with every strike. The battlefield trembled under their clash — fire against time, creation against destruction.
In the chaos, Selene conjured barriers of pure mythlight, shielding the wounded and amplifying Minwoo's strikes.
Kael roared, charging into the fray, spear cracking like thunder.
Lira wove illusions, confusing the enemy's ranks, turning their own time-warped attacks against them.
Together, they held the line — but it was clear the war was only beginning.
From the shadows of the Darkspire Citadel, Emperor Kaelen Voss watched the battle unfold, his cold gaze never wavering.
"Minwoo's flame burns brightly... but it will burn out," Kaelen whispered. "Send the Shadow Legion."
A new, terrifying force surged forward — warriors clad in void-forged armor, moving between seconds and slipping through cracks in time itself.
The siege was far from over.
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Minwoo gritted his teeth, the weight of the world pressing down.
"This is no longer just about memory or flame."
He glanced at his friends.
"It's about survival."