Scene: Shrine of Breaking Skies
A divine rift opens.Reality folds like paper.
From it steps Seraph Kazareth — the Execution God, known for extinguishing ten worlds.
Armed with the Spear of Endings.Clad in truthfire.
Target: Raze Vielhart.
"Your existence fractures causality.""Cool. You fracture fashion.""This is not arrogance. This is an obituary.""Yeah, and it's written in Comic Sans."
💥 The Fight: Raze & Kaelira vs. Seraph Kazareth
Kaelira stands with Raze.Dual blades drawn.Runes glowing like nova scars.
Raze's gauntlet pulses — fully awakened.They rush him together.
Kazareth creates illusionary realities — false pasts, fake futures.
Kaelira cuts them apart mid-swing.
Raze grabs the Spear of Endings barehanded — his palm burns, but he doesn't let go.
Kazareth: "You are not supposed to exist."Raze: "Neither are Mondays. Get over it."
Final clash:Raze's Void Gauntlet vs. the divine spear.
Result?
The spear snaps in half.
Kazareth staggers. Falls to one knee.
"This… was not in the divine calculations.""Then your calculator's trash."
Kazareth bows.Not to worship.
To warn.
"He is watching now. The True King.""He sees you, Raze Vielhart. And he is coming."
🧠 Meanwhile: Eiro — Harbinger Phase II Unleashed
Eiro floats in the abyss — eyes closed, body levitating in reverse gravity.
His body glows with black starlight.
He opens his mouth.
Three voices speak through him.
"Erasure complete.""Memory purge complete.""Phase II: Concept Reversal — engaged."
Time reverses for 0.3 seconds worldwide.Everyone gets dizzy.
Eiro grins.
"This world's running on borrowed data."
🪞 Scene: The Mirrorless Appears
A battlefield gone cold.
Bounty hunters and mages frozen mid-motion — not dead. Not alive. Just... paused.
A figure walks through.
No face.
No name.
Wearing a mirror for a mask — but it reflects nothing.
They stop before a child.Touch their forehead.The child forgets them instantly.
"I don't exist.""And yet... I will end all three of them."
Their name is whispered in prophecy halls now:
"The One Who Shouldn't Be."
🌒 Final Scene: Raze and Kaelira Watching the Sunset
They sit on a cracked tower. No words. Just breathing.
Finally, Kaelira says:
"We shouldn't have won that.""We didn't.""Then how—""He bowed because something worse is coming."
They look at each other.
"We need an army.""We need answers.""We need time.""We don't have any."