Kael's Realization
Kael exhaled slowly, his breath misting in the frigid air as he stood amidst the fractured battlefield. His golden-ringed eyes swept across the ruined landscape, taking in every detail with a precision that belied the storm brewing within him.
The Rift no longer obeyed.
Reality, which had once bent effortlessly to his will, now resisted him. Its edges frayed, slipping beyond his grasp.
And before him, they stood united.
Orion, dark cloak snapping in the wind, twin blades gleaming, silver eyes sharp and calculating.
Future Kael, a mirror of what he should have been—stable, controlled, unmarred by chaos.
Selene, her silver hair glowing with golden light, her mere presence reshaping the battlefield, pulling control away from him.
Ethan, still kneeling, blood streaking his face, his golden aura flickering—but not extinguished.