The Dawnless Hour

The Judgment of the Throne

Ethan's golden-shadow flames flared violently, tearing through the void, but the chains of eternity did not break.

The Throne of the Betrayer loomed above him, its presence like an open wound in existence.

The golden chains wrapped through space itself, coiling tighter, their impossible weight pressing down upon Ethan and his team.

Selene's silver eyes flickered as she struggled against the unseen force pulling at her existence. "Ethan, I can't—"

Before she could finish, her voice faded.

Not cut off.

Not silenced.

Erased.

Her form flickered, her presence unraveling at a level beyond even Ethan's understanding.

Ethan's breath slowed.

He was running out of time.

His team was being removed from history.

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A War Against Nonexistence

Ethan's golden-shadow flames flared, clashing violently against the chains of eternity, but they did not break.