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A world ruled by Sovereigns, beings of absolute power bound by an eternal cycle. Every 1,000 years, reality resets, and history is rewritten. The strong ascend, the weak are erased, and none remember what came before.

Except for one.

When he awakens in a shattered battlefield, marked as “Forsaken,” he knows something is wrong. Fragments of past cycles burn in his mind. He remembers dying—again and again—fighting against a fate he could never escape. But this time, something is different.

His power is corrupted, broken beyond recognition. His existence is an anomaly, rejected by the world itself. The cycle should have erased him, but he remains.

Now, hunted by immortals who do not remember their crimes, he must uncover the truth behind the Pantheon of Sovereigns, the Architect who designed this prison, and the lost history of those who defied fate before him.

For the first time in eternity, the cycle is fracturing.

And he is the one breaking it.

Sovereign of the Forsaken Realm

Its presence alone was warping reality, distorting the air around it like a heat mirage.

Kael could barely make out its features—constantly shifting, flickering between forms, as if the world itself couldn't decide what it should be.

The stranger beside him tensed. "Damn. They sent an Eradicator already?"

Kael swallowed hard. "What is it?"

The stranger's voice was grim. "An executioner. A fragment of the Watchers' will made manifest."

The Eradicator didn't move like a living thing.

It simply glided forward, smooth and unnatural, as if time itself was bending around it.

"Subject: Kael. Designation: Anomaly."

Its voice wasn't a sound. It was a thought—forced into his mind, cold and absolute.

"Correction required. Commencing erasure."

A pulse of pure force rippled from its body. The ruins trembled. The very ground fractured beneath its presence.

Kael's mark flared in response. Aetheris burned against his skin, rejecting the force pressing down on him.

The stranger clicked their tongue. "No choice, then."

They took a step forward, a slow, deliberate motion. The golden glow in their eyes sharpened.

"Listen closely, Kael." Their voice was steady, unwavering. "If you want to survive, you fight."

His mind screamed at him to run. But deep inside, something else stirred.

The Eradicator lifted an arm, the air around it bending like glass under pressure.

Chapter 16: The Eradicator