The Rise of the Rift God

The Awakening of Nihilor

The Gate of Nihilor had opened.

And the world would never be the same.

The sheer force of the energy pouring out of the massive void distorted reality itself. The sky cracked, fissures of golden-black light spreading like fractures in glass. The land trembled beneath an unseen force, as if rejecting the presence that had just stirred beyond the threshold.

Ethan stood at the front, golden-shadow energy rippling off his form in chaotic waves. The power inside the gate—it was unlike anything he had ever felt. It wasn't just strength. It wasn't just presence.

It was absolute.

Mia swallowed hard, her grip tightening around her daggers. "Okay, I know I say this a lot, but I really, really don't like this."

Kieran's visor flickered as he scanned the swirling abyss. "My readings are not okay. That thing inside? It's off the charts."