The sky tore apart like shattered glass. Through the rift, a shadow loomed—formless yet precise, as if it was both infinite and contained within a single point. It did not belong here. It did not belong anywhere.
Yumi's heart pounded. "What the hell is that?"
Arjun's interface flickered wildly as he tried to scan it. His face paled. "No data. No origin. No system classification. This thing—" He looked up, eyes filled with a rare fear. "It wasn't created by the system."
Eli brandished his sword, his stance wary. "Oh, fantastic. We just fixed reality, and now we have some interdimensional nightmare trying to crash the party?"
Azrael remained silent, his gaze locked on the entity. His fingers twitched slightly, as if suppressing an instinctive reaction.
The distorted voice echoed again, reverberating through the code itself.
"Irregular structure detected. Uncontained variables identified. Termination required."
Then it moved.
Not like anything they had ever seen before.
One moment, it was beyond the rift. The next, it was inside the world, without passing through space in between. The entity's form pulsed, shifting between raw, unreadable code and something resembling a humanoid outline.
"Reformatting existence. Noncompliant anomalies will be erased."
Yumi's breath hitched. "It thinks we're anomalies."
Eli exhaled sharply. "Yeah, well, it's not wrong."
Azrael took a step forward, his silver eyes burning. "We are not anomalies. You are the intrusion." His voice was calm, but his hands curled into fists.
The entity pulsed again. "Irrelevant."
Then, with a sound like ripping data, it attacked.
A wave of unfiltered energy surged forward, tearing through the air. The ground beneath them warped, buildings collapsed into strings of numbers before disintegrating entirely.
Yumi barely had time to react before Azrael moved. Faster than thought, he raised a single hand—and the energy halted mid-air, frozen in time.
For the first time, Yumi saw something new in Azrael's expression.
Not amusement. Not detachment.
Effort.
His arm trembled slightly as he contained the force. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he redirected it, hurling the energy back toward the entity. The impact struck, but the entity merely unfolded itself—like its very existence rewrote causality—and the attack dissipated.
Arjun cursed. "It's not following the system's laws. It's outside them."
Yumi clenched her fists. "Then we change the rules."
Eli blinked. "Uh, I like the confidence, but how?"
Arjun was already working. His fingers blurred over his interface, rewriting lines of code mid-battle. "We just built this world. That means we still have administrative access. If we can recompile the core structure before it fully integrates—"
A second wave of energy erupted from the entity, faster, stronger.
Azrael moved to intercept again, but this time—
He wasn't fast enough.
The blast struck. Azrael was hurled backward, slamming through the distorted remnants of a building. The impact sent shockwaves through the landscape, causing entire sections of the world to flicker.
For a brief moment, silence.
Then Azrael stood up.
Blood dripped from his temple, staining his silver-white hair. His cloak was torn, and his usual unreadable expression was gone. Instead, his eyes glowed with something raw.
For the first time since they met him, Azrael looked angry.
The air around him warped. Static hissed through the digital winds. He lifted his hand, and something deep within the system shuddered.
The world itself responded to him.
Data surged around his body, forming complex structures, ancient algorithms Yumi couldn't even begin to decipher. The entity twitched, as if recognizing something familiar in Azrael's actions.
Azrael exhaled. Then he spoke.
"You do not belong here."
And with a snap of his fingers—
Reality shattered.