A force greater than anything he had ever felt slammed into him, sending him careening through the void. His arms trembled as he stabilized, his sword vibrating from the force.
The Herald's form flickered, shifting into countless possibilities. They were no longer bound by a single existence—they were every version of themselves across all realities.
Aiden realized it instantly.
They were attacking him from every possible future.
And yet—
His body moved before his mind.
—𝘍𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—!
His sword shimmered, golden and abyssal light weaving together into something new. Something beyond mortal comprehension.
His blade did not just cut.
It denied reality itself.
—𝘊𝘓𝘈𝘚𝘏—!
The Herald hesitated.
And in that moment—
Aiden saw his chance.
He surged forward, his sword cleaving through the infinite layers of fate that protected the divine warrior. He was no longer just resisting fate.
He was rewriting it.
The Herald's head tilted, as if recognizing something impossible.
