Time peeled apart.
Reality thinned.
The Lawless Realm pulsed like a dying heart.
And in that fading pulse, Anu rose, crowned in Final Chaos—a form that had never existed before and never would again. His body radiated unbound entropy, fragments of destroyed timelines orbiting him like loyal moons.
"You fools thought this was about order or chaos.
I am not the rebellion. I am the culmination."
He raised his arms.
And the sky broke.
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The Release of the Ten Thousand Laws
In a voice made of collapsing stars, Anu uttered names of ancient Laws:
"Time. Space. Karma. Samsara. Rebirth. Destruction. Death. Life. Truth. Meaning."
The Ten Thousand Laws bent to his command.
Cosmic rivers surged. Stars wept black fire. Causality imploded.
Cal, desperate, roared and invoked the Nine-Colored Divine Tribulation, but Anu's Chaos Laws eroded each divine color until only a gray mist remained.
Moac cried out, casting First Dawn Flame—the fire that had once birthed galaxies—but Anu blinked it out of existence.
Sul, bleeding soul essence, tried to rewrite the soul paths of all creation. But Anu laughed.
"Souls? I have walked over them for aeons. They bend for me now."
He launched forward.
A single fist strike—punching through Sul's past, removing every moment she had ever lived.
Her body flickered.
Her memories died.
She screamed—not from pain, but from vanishing.
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The Stand of the Bound Crowned
Cal charged to protect her, but Anu halted him with one word:
"Stop."
Time ceased for Cal.
But Moac, whose very body was a celestial harmony of motion, slipped through the stillness.
"You are not the only one with an ancient name."
She sang. And the stars remembered.
Moac's voice summoned the Harmony of the First Sentience, the very will that birthed Anu's realm.
For a moment, Anu faltered.
Cal broke free.
Sul reformed, partially—soul fragments trailing behind her like broken wings.
Together, the three Bound Crowned Above Alls stood.
Bruised.
Diminished.
Burning.
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