Kael’s Memories Return

The Rift Trembles – The Final Echoes of Its Power

A deafening stillness consumed the battlefield.

The Rift no longer roared with fury. It no longer lashed out, no longer sought to reclaim its fallen Emperor. It was quiet now.

But not out of defeat.

Because something far more terrifying was happening.

Kael lay motionless on the fractured ground, his once-mighty presence flickering like a dying ember. His form was unstable—his golden-ringed eyes barely open, his body glitching in and out of existence. He wasn't just injured. He was unraveling.

Ethan knelt beside him, his golden aura still pulsing softly, trying to keep him here—to keep him real.

Mia, Orion, Nefera, and Selene approached cautiously, their faces tense, watching Kael's body distort between solid and transparent. They had won the battle. But Kael…

Kael was slipping away.

Ethan shook his head. No. He wouldn't let this happen.