Chapter 26: The Price of Creation

Kael stood in the Chamber of Genesis, his body glowing faintly with the residual energy of the Forge. The world he had created—a vibrant, luminous realm—pulsed gently around him, a testament to his newfound mastery. Yet, as the glow faded, a deep weariness settled into his bones. The Trial of Creation had taken more from him than he had anticipated.

Lyra approached, her expression a mix of awe and concern. "Kael, are you alright? That was... incredible, but you look exhausted."

Kael nodded slowly, his breathing heavy. "I'm fine. Just... tired. The Forge's energy—it's not just about power. It's about balance. Every time I use it, it takes a piece of me."

Eryndor's form shimmered as he spoke, his voice grave. "**The Forge's energy is tied to the essence of your being. Every act of creation comes at a cost. You must be cautious, Kael. Overuse could lead to your unraveling.**"

Aegis's mechanical voice rumbled in agreement. "**We must find a way to mitigate the cost. The multiverse depends on you, but you cannot sacrifice yourself entirely.**"

Kael clenched his fists, his resolve hardening despite his fatigue. "I'll find a way. I have to. But first, we need to understand what's happening to me."

The guardian of the Sanctum stepped forward, its luminous form casting a soft glow over the group. "**The Trial of Creation has revealed the true nature of the Forge's energy. It is not just a tool—it is a part of you, and every use draws from your life force. To continue, you must find a way to replenish what you lose.**"

Kael's eyes narrowed. "How?"

The guardian's voice echoed through the chamber. "**There is a place, deep within the multiverse, known as the **Well of Eternity**. It is said to hold the essence of creation itself. If you can harness its power, you may be able to sustain yourself.**"