"They sealed it because it was too dangerous to be known. I opened it because I was too dangerous to be ignored."
—Kael Draven
Location: Obscurithron — The Inkfold Citadel
Kael drifted above a city that didn't know it existed.
Not hidden.
Not lost.
Simply unwritten.
Beneath him sprawled Obscurithron, a shattered citadel of paradox where roads curved in figure-eights, towers twisted like syntax errors, and sky-lanterns whispered prayers in languages no throat should produce.
Kael descended, Writheborne Monarch's wings folding in behind him like twin voids stitched with golden ink.
The moment his foot touched the obsidian street, the air remembered him.
System Prompt: Memory Domain Reinstated
[Sovereign Detected: Riftlord of Forgotten Design]
[City Core Reconstructing: Obscurithron Protocols Awakening]
[Seal of Impossible Law Fragment Located]
Scene: The Herald of Nonexistence Appears
As Kael walked through the ghosted streets, an orb of inverted light hovered above a cracked plaza. It pulsed once—and unfolded into a figure.
A woman.
Made entirely of missing.
Hair that wasn't. Skin colored in null. Eyes void of form.
"Sovereign Rewrite… do you intend to reign here, or erase even this?"
Kael raised a hand and tapped her forehead with two fingers.
"Neither. I'm going to remember this place wrongly until it becomes something better."
She shivered.
Faded into a scream.
And left behind a key made of paradox bone.
Subplot Development: Lady Vaeloria's Ambition
Meanwhile, back atop the floating scriptorium of shattered prophecies, Lady Vaeloria stood beneath a fractured mirror, whispering to a chaos-ink familiar.
"His power isn't rewriting alone… it's refusing to forget what even the gods erased."
She brushed her hand across her thigh, where Kael's aura had once lingered.
"If he can do this to realms… imagine what he could do to me."
She smiled.
Then carved a new tattoo across her hip in forbidden runes: "Property of the Rewrite."
Villain Introduction: Sovereign Auditor Vaskalor
From beyond the Mirrorless Valley, a presence cracked through sealed observation.
In a fortress orbiting the highest realm tiers, Sovereign Auditor Vaskalor, born of judgment and void-code, turned his singular obsidian eye to the chaos Kael had unleashed.
"Riftlords were expunged from the canon."
"He has no right to exist. He has no right to ascend."
He extended a hand.
A celestial decree began to inscribe itself across 900 planes:
KAEL DRAVEN: FORBIDDEN ASCENSION DETECTED
SEALING WARRANT ISSUED
RETRIBUTION UNIT: ZERO-TIER ANGELIC CODEX EN ROUTE
Scene: Kael Learns of the Coming Hunt
In Obscurithron's throne chamber—a crown of bent books and drifting concepts—Kael meditated.
Suddenly, a ripple of divine code scorched across the sky.
His system flickered.
[You Have Been Targeted by High-Celestial Protocols]
[Zero-Tier Angelic Codex Deployed: Time to Contact — 3 Chapters Remaining]
Kael opened his eyes.
"So they finally noticed."
He stood.
Cracked his knuckles.
"Let them send laws. I'll send them edits."