The final clash erupted, shattering the very boundaries of reality.
Aiden's golden flames burned at their peak, no longer just energy but the very essence of creation.
Nihlus's voidfire surged, not just erasing, not just devouring—
But reshaping all that it touched.
Their strikes met at the center of existence itself.
—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—!
A sound like the breaking of fate rang through the realm.
And then—
Silence.
The world froze.
For a single, infinite moment—nothing moved.
Then—
A New Reality Takes Shape
A golden flare of light erupted, expanding outward in waves of warmth.
Abyssal ripples followed, weaving through the golden blaze like threads of night.
Creation and Oblivion—
Existence and the Void—
Instead of colliding, they began to merge.
Not as opposites.
But as two halves of a whole.
Aiden and Nihlus stood at the center of it all, motionless, their powers still crackling around them.
Neither had fallen.
Neither had truly won.
But neither had lost, either.
