Chronicles of Silver Ascension.

The abandoned castle, shrouded in the remnants of the cosmic battle, witnessed a turning point as Alaric, in a desperate gambit, summoned his kin. The ethereal energy that permeated the castle seemed to respond, and twenty Thranites materialized, their ominous presence casting an otherworldly glow across the battlefield.

Nova's eyes widened as the Thranites joined the fray, granting Alaric a formidable advantage. Ignis and Eva, already exhausted from the relentless struggle, faced the onslaught with unwavering determination. The Thranites, creatures of chaos and death energy, executed merciless assaults on both Eva and Ignis.

Caught in the midst of the chaotic onslaught, Nova could only watch helplessly as two Thranites seized him, preventing any interference. Alaric, seizing the opportunity, directed his attention toward Ignis. With a swift and calculated move, he severed both of Ignis's wings, extinguishing the protective flame that had shielded Eva and Nova.

Nova screamed, his voice echoing through the silent halls of the abandoned castle. "Stop! Don't do it!" His pleas fell on deaf ears as Alaric, fueled by an unrelenting desire for the Stellar Nexus Seal's secrets, prepared to deliver a final blow to Ignis. Eva, battered but unbroken, could only watch as her ally faced the imminent threat of destruction.

In that crucial moment, time seemed to slow to a crawl. Nova, ensnared by the Thranites, felt a peculiar surge coursing through him. A faint silver glow emanated from his eyes, and a strange electric energy enveloped him. It was a force unlike any he had felt before, awakening a dormant power within him.

With an otherworldly strength, Nova shattered the hold of the Thranites, breaking free from their grasp. The electric current that pulsed through him seemed to manipulate the very fabric of time itself. Nova, now fully conscious and empowered, faced Alaric with an intensity that mirrored the unknown energy.

As the silver glow intensified, a single horn sprouted from Nova's forehead, taking the form of a half-halo. A majestic silver wing unfurled from his back, a symbol of newfound strength and ascension. The castle, once a witness to the cosmic clash, now bore witness to a transformation that transcended mortal understanding.

In the timeless space created by Nova's awakening, he confronted Alaric with an otherworldly grace. The Thranites, momentarily bewildered by the unforeseen turn of events, hesitated in their relentless assault. Nova, his gaze ablaze with determination, uttered words that resonated through the silent castle, "The Silver Ascension has begun."

As the ethereal transformation took hold, Nova stood poised against Alaric and the Thranites. The cosmic energy that radiated from him held the promise of a power that surpassed the limits of mortal comprehension. The battle, once seemingly tilted in Alaric's favor, now hung in the balance of Nova's newfound ascendancy. 

 Nova, now fueled by the unknown energy, unleashed a torrent of power. He seized the two Thranites that had restrained him, tearing their origin energy from their ethereal bodies. The absorbed energy surged through Nova, amplifying his strength with each essence absorbed.

In an ethereal slaughter, Nova confronted the remaining Thranites. With newfound might, he cut through the chaos-infused entities like a celestial avenger. The cosmic energy enveloped the abandoned castle, leaving no trace of the Thranites' malevolent presence.

The timeless space began to knit itself back together as the cosmic balance was restored.

As the last Thranite dissipated, time resumed its normal flow. The battlefield, once frozen in the cosmic clash, became a testament to Nova's ascendant power. 

With grace and determination, Nova positioned himself between Alaric and the incapacitated Ignis. The fiery blade in Alaric's hand descended towards Nova's heart. A moment of stillness hung in the air as the blade pierced Nova's chest.

Ignis, caught in a flutter of panic, surged forward to intervene.

Yet, to the astonishment of all present, Nova stood unflinching. There was no pain, no recoil. He calmly caught the blade with his bare hand and, with a casual demeanor, pulled it from his own heart. The act seemed surreal, defying the laws of mortality. Nova's eyes, now ablaze with a silver fire, met Alaric's gaze with an unwavering resolve.

Ignis, still in shock, witnessed the extraordinary scene. "My lord, are you unharmed?" it questioned, the voice echoing through Nova's mind. Nova, though physically unharmed, could sense a transformative shift within him. The silver glow that enveloped him hinted at a power that transcended the limitations of mere flesh and blood.

Alaric, now facing an opponent whose power surpassed his expectations, took a step back. The form he had assumed to intimidate his adversaries flickered, revealing a momentary vulnerability.

Alaric, once a menacing figure, now found himself at the mercy of Nova's enhanced might. Beaten and gasping for breath, he dared not challenge the ascended being before him. Nova's eyes, aglow with silver brilliance, locked onto Alaric's gaze, demanding truth and accountability.

The once formidable Thanarite, now subdued and vulnerable, gasped for an explanation. "Who and what are you?" Alaric questioned, desperation evident in his voice. Nova, retaining an air of silent authority, hushed Alaric with a single word, "Silent." The command echoed through the castle, quelling any defiance from the enigmatic Thanarite.

With Alaric now subdued, Nova decided to unravel the mysteries that shrouded the Thanarite's true intentions. In a commanding tone, Nova spoke, switching to his native language (*), "Answer my questions truthfully, Alaric. Why did you lie about your origins, and what is your intent with the information you sought?"

Alaric, forced into compliance by the cosmic force emanating from Nova, hesitated before finally admitting, "I concealed my true origins to manipulate the dynamics of this realm. The information I sought pertains to a cosmic artifact known as the Stellar Nexus Seal. It possesses the power to do something beyond our comprehension."

Nova, absorbing the revelations, continued his inquiry, "Why do you seek such power? What purpose does this artifact serve for you?" Alaric, with a tone laden with defiance, responded, "Power is the currency of existence. The Stellar Nexus Seal holds the key to unimaginable forces. With it, I can transcend the constraints of my Thanarite lineage and achieve ascendance beyond the grasp of my kin."

Nova, unperturbed by Alaric's ambitions, contemplated the gravity of the situation. The revelations were profound, hinting at a cosmic power struggle that extended beyond the mortal realm. The silver glow continued to envelop Nova, signifying an attunement to forces that surpassed the Thanarite's machinations.

(*) The use of the symbol (*) represents the transition to a language or dialect specific to Nova