Aiden's breath was steady, but his mind was anything but. He stood in the middle of the Nowhere, a space that defied all logic, all reason.
Planets formed and collapsed in the distance.
Stars blinked in and out of existence.
Time itself felt irrelevant.
And yet—Nexus stood there as if this was home.
Aiden narrowed his eyes.
"You keep acting like this is all just a game to you."
Nexus chuckled.
"A game? No, Aiden. This is far more entertaining than a game."
His eyes glowed faintly in the ever-shifting void.
"This is war."
Aiden crossed his arms. "Then start talking. From the beginning."
Nexus sighed, stretching lazily before cracking his neck.
"Alright, listen up, kid.
You want to know why the Architects fear me? Why they remember me?
Fine.
He took a step forward.
The air shuddered around him.
"Because I did something they thought was impossible."
Aiden felt it.
The very space around them warped at his words.
Nexus wasn't just telling him.
He was showing him.
