Jumping to Another World

They entered a portal to Rabigerion - a dimension shrouded in a reddish mist and heavy with magical energy. Giant crystals towered, reflecting light in a dazzling spectrum of colors.

"Rabigerion," Lera looked around warily. "A dimension where the Creator sealed ancient powers too dangerous to be set free."

Noah felt Vianemur vibrate more strongly than before. The crystals he had obtained from Liferhaine also began to glow, as if resonating with the energy around them.

"Be careful," Lehfilma warned through Vianemur. "In this dimension, the line between control and destruction is thin. One mistake could unleash powers that should remain sealed."

They walked along a path made of black obsidian crystals. To their left and right, in the giant crystals, Noah could see shadows moving - creatures and energies locked within.

"Why did the Creator seal them?" Noah asked.

"Because even the Creator knows there are things too dangerous to be set free," Lera answered. “Powers that can destroy the balance of the system itself.”

Suddenly, they heard a cracking sound. One of the giant crystals began to show signs of breaking, a bright red light emanating from within.

“It can’t be,” Lehfilma sounded worried. “This seal shouldn’t be able to break!”

“Unless…” Lera looked at Noah. “Unless there’s someone with power equal to The Creator nearby.”

Noah realized the meaning of those words. Vianemur, and perhaps the Venuszirad fragment he carried, had affected the seal.

The crystal finally shattered completely. From within it emerged a figure made of black fire and red lightning—a Diverxeno, one of the most feared ancient forces.

“Free…” the voice of the creature that had been trapped in its shell echoed like thunder. “After all this time, free at last!”

Noah lifted Vianemur, but this time he hesitated. His experiences in Liferhaine had taught him that violence was not always the answer. But how to deal with a force that was created to destroy?

“Noah,” Lehfilma spoke. “Remember what you learned. Even in destruction, there is life. Even in darkness, there is light.”

The Diverxeno launched its first attack – a wave of black fire that burned everything it touched. Noah used Vianemur to create a shield, while his mind raced for a solution.

He looked at the crystal shard of Venuszirad from Liferhaine, then at the Diverxeno. Perhaps this time, the test would not be about defeat or resealing – but about understanding.

Noah took the first steps toward his new challenge on Rabigerion, knowing that every choice he made would determine not only his fate, but the balance of the system itself.

“Wait!” Noah shouted, startling everyone present, including the Diverxeno. “I wish to speak with you.”

The black flames around the Diverxeno flared higher. “Speak? With the being that has imprisoned me for millennia?”

“I did not imprison you,” Noah replied calmly, lowering Vianemur gently. “And I want to know your story.”

 Red lightning flashed around them, but Noah stood his ground. Such weak magic could not possibly hurt him. The Liferhaine crystal in his hand glowed softly, as if giving him strength.

"Noah, what are you doing?" Lera whispered anxiously.

"Trying to understand," Noah replied. "The Creator must have a reason for every action he takes."

The Diverxeno laughed bitterly. "You want to know my story? Very well." His black flames formed images - images of a dark past. "I was created as a balance. When life grows too fast, I am the one who cleans. When creation becomes too strong, I am the one who weakens."

“But then you lost control,” Lehfilma added through Vianemur.

“Lost control?” Diverxeno hissed. “No. I did my job perfectly. So perfectly that the Creator feared my power would destroy the system he created.”

Noah nodded in understanding. “You were like the Devourers on Liferhaine. Created for a purpose, but then…”

“Then what?” Diverxeno challenged. “Became too effective? Too powerful? The Creator created us to destroy, then locked us up because we were too good at it!”

“Perhaps that wasn’t the issue,” Noah stepped forward. “Perhaps it was balance. The Devourers learned that destruction was not an end in itself, but part of a larger cycle. The Creator locked you up for hundreds of years, perhaps because he didn’t want you to be discovered by the gods—who always wanted power.”

Diverxeno paused for a moment. His black flames flared more calmly. “You speak as if you had lost control of your own power.”

“Yes,” Noah admitted. "And I learned that true power is not about how much you can destroy, but about how you can create balance."

He held up the Liferhaine crystal, letting its light illuminate the Diverxeno darkness. "See? Even in the brightest light there are shadows, and in the deepest darkness there is a glimmer of hope."

Slowly, something began to change. Diverxeno's black flames began to mix with gold. His red lightning softened to yellow.

"What happened to me?" Diverxeno asked, his voice no longer thunderous.

"You found balance," Noah smiled. "Like the Devourers, you need not be confined or destroyed. You need only understand your true purpose."

From Diverxeno's changing body, a second shard of energy began to form - a dark purple crystal that glowed with controlled power.

"The Shard of Control," Lehfilma explained. "The second aspect of Venuszirad."

Noah took the crystal, feeling it resonate with the Liferhaine crystal. "Where to next?"

"The World of Ebensijven," Lera answered. "A place where time flows differently."

Diverxeno, now calmer and more balanced, bowed to Noah. "Thank you for showing me a different path. Perhaps this is what the Creator wanted from the beginning - not restraint, but understanding."

Noah nodded. Two fragments had been found, and his new understanding of power had deepened. With Lera by his side and Vianemur as his guide, he stepped into the next portal.

The dimensional portal took them to Ebensijven - a world that looked like an abstract painting. The sky glowed in the colors of the aurora, while the land beneath them seemed to move in ever-changing geometric patterns.

"Ebensijven," Lera looked on in amazement. "A place where reality and illusion blend together."

Noah felt a strange sensation as he stepped on the moving ground. Vianemur and the two crystals he carried vibrated at different rhythms, creating an odd harmony.

"Here, perception is everything," Lehfilma explained. "What you see may or may not be real. It depends on how you perceive it."

They walked along a path that was constantly changing shape. In the distance, they saw a towering crystal tower - its peak seemed to pierce the sky and disappear into a swirl of aurora.

"The Tower of Illusion," Lera said. "A place where the Creator keeps all the possibilities that never came to pass."

Suddenly, the air around them vibrated. Transparent figures began to appear - shadows from alternate realities.

"This is..." Noah gasped as he saw versions of himself. There was the Noah who chose a different path, the Noah who failed, the Noah who became a tyrant, even the Noah who never found Vianemur.

"Parallel realities," Lera explained. "In Ebensijven, all possibilities exist simultaneously."

One of the shadows stepped forward - a darker, more dangerous version of Noah. "You think you've learned from your mistakes?" the shadow asked mockingly. "You think you've changed?"

Noah gripped Vianemur tightly. "I know I've changed."

"Really?" the shadow laughed. "Then why do you still seek power? Why do you still pursue Venuszirad?"

"Because..." Noah paused for a moment, searching for the right answer.

"Noah," Lehfilma spoke through Vianemur. "Here, truth and lies are equally real. What makes the difference is your choice to believe in which."

Noah stared at the two crystals he had collected - Healing from Liferhaine and Control from Rabigerion. Both glowed brightly, reminding him of the lessons he had learned.

"I seek Venuszirad," Noah finally answered, "not to regain power, but to understand the true meaning of power itself."

The shadows around them began to react to his words. Some faded, while others became clearer.

"And what do you think is the true meaning of power?" the dark version challenged.

"Balance," Noah answered firmly. "It's not about destroying or creating, but about knowing when to do each. Like the Diverxeno finally finding their true purpose, like the Devourers learning to be part of the cycle of life."

As he spoke, the crystals in his hands began to resonate more strongly. Their light illuminated the shadows, making the dark fade and the light shine brighter.

"And here begins your true test," a new voice sounded. From the top of the Tower of Illusion, a figure slowly descended - Ebenveth, the guardian of the unmanifest realities.

"To obtain the third shard," Ebenveth continued, "you must face all your possible selves. Only by understanding who you are in all realities can you find who you really are."

Noah nodded, ready for the next test. This time, his fight was not against an external enemy, but against the many versions of himself - a journey to find the ultimate truth among thousands of possibilities.