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

It seemed to be one roadblock after another for the Saints in Ares, each of them chasing one particular thing to a dead end or an obstacle they couldn't wrap their heads around.

Those who had shamelessly stayed behind to enter the rift had discovered that it disallowed them entry entirely.

Of those who had rushed to Xenith, many had already dispersed, unable to find anything. Whatever else that might have given them a clue was heavily guarded by the Crimsons.

Though they didn't fear the Crimsons, they'd be foolish to engage them on their home ground... worse still with that monster among them.

Even the Crimson Saints were left stumped. How was Luther related to all of this—and more importantly, where was he now? How could they find him?

The weight of their weakness and incompetence seemed to keep coming back to slap them again and again.

Rifts: Close Shave