The Rift’s Last Stand

The War Beyond Existence

There was no battlefield anymore.

The concept of space had shattered. The ground, the sky, even the fundamental laws of reality had collapsed under the weight of the Rift's final awakening.

Where once there had been a war-torn land, there was now only a vast and endless void. A swirling maelstrom of broken time, collapsed galaxies, and dying universes stretched infinitely. Time itself was undone—seconds stretched into eternities, past and future folding into one.

And at the center of it all—

Nihilor.

The Rift God no longer had a single form. His presence was infinite, his body composed of spiraling tendrils of dying stars and collapsing dimensions. He was no longer just an entity.

He was the Rift itself.

Golden eyes, vast and all-encompassing, burned with cosmic fury as he loomed above Ethan. His very existence was a force, a will that sought to consume everything.

Yet, before him stood one man.