Chapter 29:The Deviance Of Creation.

Chapter 29:

The Deviance of Creation.

"Impossibility is not in the realm of creation."

The words echoed in Errin's mind as he moved forward, each step dissolving the uncertainty that had once bound him. Creation itself was the ultimate defiance—giving life where none existed, forging reality from the void.

Had the stars questioned their birth before they burned?

Had the rivers hesitated before carving their path through stone?

Had the first breath of life asked for permission to exist?

No.

Creation was not bound by rules. It was the act of making something from nothing. It was the will to turn emptiness into existence, thought into form, dream into reality.

Errin clenched his fists.

The world had tried to convince him otherwise, whispering of limits, of fate, of what could and could not be. But those were the lies of the stagnant, the fears of those too afraid to shape their own destiny.

"If creation is the act of giving life where none existed, then I refuse to accept limits."

He spread his hands, feeling the weight of the cosmos shift.

The past had been written. The future remained unwritten. But the present—this moment—was his alone to shape.

And in that instant, he created.

Not from memory.

Not from fate.

Not from anything that had come before.

But from will.

From nothing, something.

And the universe trembled.