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Synopsis:

In a universe where magic is outlawed and hunted to extinction, Steven Lethal is just a university dropout with a broken past… until he awakens a forbidden power that shouldn’t exist.

Marked by a mysterious Codex and stalked by interdimensional horrors, Steven becomes the last hope of a crumbling reality. As enemies from forgotten realms awaken and the truth behind the cosmic balance begins to fracture, Steven must master the very magic he was taught to fear.

But with each spell cast, the line between hero and destroyer begins to blur.

The fate of all worlds rests in the hands of a man destined to rewrite the laws of existence—or burn them to ash.

Unlock the secrets. Unleash the spellcaster. The Lethal Chronicles begin now.

Spell caster: the lethal chronicles

The light from the Codex dimmed, leaving behind a deep, eerie silence. Steven stood still, sweat clinging to his brow, his hands trembling as he slowly closed the ancient tome. Around him, the shattered remnants of the Void's dominion began to fade, dissolving into stardust that scattered across the sky like forgotten memories.

Azariel stepped forward, cautiously scanning the now-calm landscape. "So… the Void is gone. But why do I still feel like something's watching us?"

Steven's gaze lifted to the sky, where the stars now shimmered more brightly than before—yet something was off. A faint ripple passed through them, like a heartbeat echoing through the universe.

He spoke softly. "Because something is watching."

Suddenly, the Codex flickered to life in his hands again—unprompted. Its pages flipped wildly until they landed on a page that had never been there before. An ethereal symbol glowed in the center: a broken infinity loop, pulsing with unstable energy.

Steven's breath caught. "The Paradox…"

Azariel tilted his head. "What's the Paradox?"

Steven clenched the Codex. "It's what comes after the end. When you shatter a perfect cycle—when you disrupt what was never meant to be touched—what's left isn't peace. It's chaos. Colliding timelines, divergent futures. A fractured multiverse."

A sudden shockwave burst outward from the Codex, warping the air around them. The ground split open once again, but instead of void energy, this time a prism of realities emerged—overlapping visions of worlds that could be, that once were, and that never should have existed.

Steven staggered back, his mind flooded with visions.

—A version of himself ruled by Pain's corruption, wearing the dark crown.

—A world where Azariel had fallen in battle and been replaced by a mechanical twin.

—A timeline where Earth was consumed by the Absence long ago.

—And another… where Steven never existed at all.

Azariel grabbed his shoulder, grounding him. "Steven! Focus!"

He blinked, snapping back to the present. The Codex glowed again, forming words in his mind.

> "The Paradox has awakened. All that was unwritten will now attempt to write itself."

Steven's heart sank. "We didn't end the threat. We unleashed something worse."

From the prism of realities stepped a figure—an eerie version of Steven himself. His eyes were mismatched, one glowing white like the Codex, the other pitch black like the Absence. His presence bent the laws of physics, each step distorting time around him.

Azariel unsheathed his blade. "Who the hell is that?"

Steven stared, his voice barely a whisper. "That's me. Or... what I could become."

The figure smirked. "You defied the cycle, Steven. But do you truly believe you can escape consequence? I am Lethal Prime, the final iteration. The paradox born from your rebellion."

Steven's grip on the Codex tightened, but he didn't look away.

Lethal Prime tilted his head. "The story doesn't end with the Void's defeat. It ends with one of us becoming the anomaly... and the other being erased."

Lightning cracked across the sky as the Prism pulsed again, threatening to tear open. Realities collided, and the universe itself began to fold in on the point between the two Stevens.

Azariel raised his blade. "Then let's write the ending we choose."

Steven's eyes burned with resolve. "Exactly. This story is ours now. And I won't let a broken version of myself take it from me."

Chapter 57: Echoes of the Broken cycle