Law of Stasis

Just like his twin sister Alderbaran, Leviathan saw their younger brother as an immature youth who loved to cause trouble and make a fool of himself. But unlike her, who would never attack a family member, it didn't bother Leviathan to give his arrogant little brother a good beating.

With a powerful gesture, he adjusted his weapon, his eyes fixed on the exit of the cave where the storm raged. He turned to face his men, robust warriors, their muscles sculpted by years of combat and pillaging, and women whose imposing presence rivaled that of their companions. He scanned the crowd, observing them with cold intensity.

"Look closely," he said, his voice filled with a chilling coldness, "and see who your leader is."

As he advanced towards the cave's entrance, something supernatural seemed to emanate from his figure. The cold intensified with each step he took, his body exuding an aura of frost that even the outer storm seemed to respect. The bandits, stunned, silently exited to watch him from afar.

Leviathan stopped at the edge of the cliff, dominating the mountain. The wind whipped violently against his armor, but he remained impassive. He first removed his helmet. Suddenly, two vast bat wings, as black as the night itself, unfurled with a loud crack, stretching into the darkness. Two deep black horns emerged from his forehead, like a diabolical crown, completing his transformation into Tenshi mode.

The bandits, frozen by the spectacle, could only observe Leviathan's imposing figure. He seemed to embody an ancient terror, his presence enveloped in an inexplicable cold that penetrated to the bone. Without another word, Leviathan leaped into the air, slicing through the skies, his wings beating powerfully against the storm.

He rushed towards the bottom of the mountain, like a black flash in the swirling snow, his imposing and terrifying silhouette disappearing into the blizzard.

...

Linfer, confused, furrowed his brows as he felt this overwhelming energy enveloping him. He looked up at the sky, searching for the source of this mysterious power.

"What...?"

The snow around him began to darken, each flake losing its whiteness and becoming tinged with glacial blackness. The temperature dropped abruptly, and the entire valley was covered in a thick layer of black ice, stretching as far as the eye could see. Linfer felt the power, but what destabilized him was that it seemed to come from everywhere, from the earth, the sky, and even the wind itself.

Icy stars formed all around him, shimmering in the growing darkness.

"This is...!"

Then, a flash of understanding crossed his mind. He clenched his teeth.

"He's already Origin 7! Retreat!"

Before he could finish giving his orders, a deep, icy voice pierced the air like a sentence.

"Stasis..."

Suddenly, the temperature plummeted even further, so abruptly that the entire world seemed to freeze. The snowflakes, the wind, the Wendigos around him—everything stopped, immobilized in a deathly silence. The only sound that resonated in this frozen new reality was the footsteps of Leviathan. With each step he took, a frozen star of frost remained suspended in the air, icy marks hanging like traces of an inconceivable power.

Linfer, also immobilized, could barely move his eyes, his body completely frozen in the glacial stasis. His pupils moved frantically, trying to understand what was happening. Then, he saw Leviathan approaching, walking through the air as if gravity itself had yielded before his power.

"Linfer..." Leviathan said, his voice filled with disappointment. "Don't tell me you think these... things could help you win against me?"

Leviathan's gaze lowered to Linfer's soldiers, his eyes filled with contempt. He slowly shook his head, disappointed, almost weary.

With a simple snap of his fingers, the fate of Linfer's army was sealed. A dull sound resonated, and instantly, three-quarters of the army were impaled by black ice spikes emerging from the ground and the air. Their bodies could not regenerate, every attempt at healing annihilated by Leviathan's "Law of Stasis," which suspended all life, all energy, and all regeneration in absolute silence.

Linfer, also trapped in this prison, struggled desperately to move. Every muscle in his body trembled with effort, but in vain. He was powerless, a witness to the destruction of his army without being able to react.

Leviathan raised a massive fist, covered in black frost, and without a word, delivered a quarter of his strength to Linfer.

The impact was devastating. Linfer, propelled at an incredible speed, crossed several mountains, and his scream still echoed as he flew through the snowy landscape, an explosion of ice and rock marking each point of impact. When he finally landed, his face was nothing but a mass of flesh and blood.

"Aaaahhh, damn it!!!" he roared, regaining control of his body, struggling against the pain and humiliation. He desperately tried to regenerate the right side of his face, but failed. "Fuck, you've ruined my beautiful face!" he shouted again, frustrated by the impotence of his own power against Leviathan's "Law of Stasis."

Linfer, with supernatural speed, dissipated into a mist of blood, his body disintegrating to instantly reappear before Leviathan. His sharp claws were ready to tear at his brother's throat, a gleam of madness in his eyes.

But Leviathan, as impassive as ice, slowly pivoted, grasping Linfer's hand with an unyielding, firm grip. Linfer's attack came to an abrupt halt, as if it were nothing more than a game for Leviathan.

He attacked with desperate frenzy, his blows sweeping through the air with unparalleled violence. Each movement was imbued with hatred and determination, but Leviathan remained unperturbed. He blocked each blow with disconcerting ease, his movements precise.

With a single hand, Leviathan broke Linfer's arms with ruthless precision, each crack of bone resonating like a death knell in the icy air. Linfer screamed in pain, but this only fueled his rage. Yet, Leviathan showed no signs of weakness or difficulty.

Finally, Leviathan grabbed Linfer by the throat, lifting him effortlessly. Linfer struggled, but it was as if his efforts were futile against the relentless strength of his brother. With a powerful gesture, Leviathan sent Linfer flying away.

Each time Linfer got back up, his broken bones and raging spirit driving him forward, he charged again, but Leviathan mastered him with such ease that he didn't even need to defend himself with both hands. The spectacle was humiliating. Finally, after being thrown against the mountain's walls once more, Linfer, his body broken and his mind enraged, screamed:

"Just kill me, damn it!"