LightspeedX001

Eons have passed since the prophesied godslayer met his demise. Yet, in a world reborn, whispers stir of his return, of a new man born from the remnants of an ancient prophecy. 

Kallen, destined to master the delicate balance between chaos and order, light and darkness, emerges to defy the very fabric of fate.

Existence is a tapestry, one whole, connected, and indivisible. It is woven by the fabric of fate, spun with the strings of karma, and stitched with the threads of causality. 

Yet, within this unity lies individuality, and this individuality is the essence of existence. The manifestation of essence is Will.

But what is a sparked Will against one akin to a raging inferno? What is a child before a mammoth? The conviction of a mortal before the boundless Will of cosmic beings?

The answer is defiance!.

A defiant Will, is what Kallen needs to  liberate himself from the suppression every mortal endures from apex lifeforms. To live his life free, unhinged and on his own terms. 

But it takes a bit of crazy to be brave, and Insanity to be defiant.

This is the story of a mortal breaking limits to achieve Apexification, to walk with his head held high and free in every corner of the universe.

It is the irony of a slave who holds the reins, even as their chains bite deep. It is the cry of a heart bound in servitude, yet refusing to surrender its essence.

The Transcendent Godslayer

Since the day Lucien disappeared, the thought that he was likely behind Kallen's disappearance as well, had haunted her mind.

And after telling them that Lucien was missing, everyone most likely suspected him now.

Didn't that mean she had been nothing more than a pawn all along? Worse than that, she was the blade used to wound her own family?

"Are you done?" Marcus's indifferent voice cut through her thoughts. "Your actions now don't exactly disprove my claim."

She looked up slightly, her eyes meeting his crimson ones, cold and apathetic.

Though she was tall for a woman... with long, graceful legs, Marcus still stood more than a head taller.

Her body trembled. Was he right? What if Lucien actually had infiltrated her mental defenses without telling her. A man like Lucien would never admit to such a thing. Infact, who would ever confess to poisoning someone's Will to enslave their minds?

Attack!