Cataclysm Entity

A voice colder than glacial ice sliced through the air as Mother spoke. Instantly, the suffocating bloodlust froze everything—even the falling leaves hung motionless. Under her gaze, the grotesque Elder stiffened, his desiccated face crumpling like cured meat.

"I said… do you crave death?"

Mother's frail frame shielded Ethan Lewis, her hand tightening around the Elder's throat until blood sprayed. Ethan gaped. How could she overpower an Aberration—a Level 3 threat? Such entities required entire squads from the True Gate Sect to subdue. Yet here she stood, hoisting the monstrosity like a ragdoll.

The Elder's voice rasped, a sound akin to chainsaws grinding bone: "F-forgive me… Sovereign… I didn't know… this was your domain…"

The words alone nearly killed Ethan. His vision blackened; veins ruptured across his skin. As he collapsed, his final thought echoed Grace Quinn's warning: "Level 3 Aberrations aren't fought—they're survived."

Flashback: Three Years Earlier

When Ethan fell, Mother trembled. Her crimson eyes locked onto his fading gaze—gentle, almost loving, for the first time in years. Then darkness erupted.

Bo City drowned in her wrath. The sky split, revealing twin bloodred orbs. Civilians screamed as primal terror gripped the streets:

"Cataclysm! A second Cataclysm Event!"

True Gate Sect operatives panicked. The existing City of Sin anomaly already strained their resources. Now, a Level 4 Cataclysm Entity—capable of erasing cities—had awakened.

Climax: The Sovereign's Judgment

At the city's tallest spire, a figure observed the chaos. The Sect Master—ageless, eyes like abyssal wells—murmured, "What triggered this…?"

Below, Mother's aura crushed the Elder. His head rolled, still pleading: "Mercy, Sovereign! I erred!"

She raised her cleaver.

The blade fell.

Five-meter fissures split the earth. The Elder's remnants vanished—annihilated by a force beyond Aberrations, beyond reason.

As space itself quaked under her gaze, Mother turned skyward. Her final whisper carried the weight of eons:

"Harm my child… and oblivion awaits."