*Chapter:XII* *absolute chaos*
The tension grew as Yearwelv gathered everyone one last time before they headed to their positions, naming each group again to ensure they were ready:
**Group 1:**
- June – Manipulate
- Mars – Darkness (Void)
- C – Light
- Spring – Blast (Sun)
- U – Shadow
**Group 2:**
- Autumn – Voices
- Sudown – Dream Walking
- Dawn – Alternate World
- Septim – Fake
- Nevara – Imagine
- S – Invisibility
**Group 3:**
- R – Teleporter
- Mayo – Telekinesis
- April – Order
- Juls – Paralyze
-Jun– portal
**Group 4:**
- Monreal – Swords
- Summer – Rocks
- Decota – Lightning
- E – Fire
- Winter – Rain
**Support Team:**
- Febi – Perfection
- Auggie – Adding
- Unday – Linking
**D's Team:**
- D – Water
- Octavios – Imitation
- Seven – Other Being
- Weeki – Protection
-Yearwelv – seeing
Yearwelv finished by reminding them, "Don't forget, each of you has power. Protect with it, protect the others. Don't be lazy, or it will cost your companions dearly." With that, he let them go.
As **Group 1** settled into their position, C turned to U, breaking the silence. "There's been something on my mind lately."
U raised an eyebrow. "Which is?"
C hesitated for a moment. "Were you the one who turned off the light in the room to make Zero feel better that day?"
Before U could respond, Mars overheard and jumped in, smiling slightly. "You're a really great brother."
U shook his head, confused. "What are you talking about? Of course, I didn't do that. I was with you when we visited Zero. If I had a plan like that, I would've told you."
C studied Mars's face and replied, "From your reaction, it's clear you don't know either. Maybe it was Dr. Pill?"
Mars interjected again. "I talked to her. She asked me why I'd put the whole room in darkness. I was afraid of getting someone in trouble, so I said my powers were out of control because of seeing Zero."
C frowned. "If it wasn't you, and it wasn't U, then...who?"
The three of them shared a look, arriving at the same conclusion. C finally voiced it, "Maybe it was..."
Just then, **K** appeared, walking calmly along one of the roads where Group 1 was hiding. As they watched, K moved into the middle of the street, standing between two buildings. Without warning, K raised both hands, and in an instant, the entire left side of the village erupted in a massive explosion of energy.
The sheer force of it left everyone stunned, their jaws dropping. The destruction wasn't like anything they'd ever seen before. The left side wasn't just destroyed—it was erased, leaving nothing but barren sand behind K as if the entire landscape had been deleted. The 29 people in the groups stood frozen, realizing the battle had begun, and the stakes were far higher than they had ever imagined.
They all froze in their place. Group One was more terrified than the others, each member thinking the same thing: *if they had been just one meter off, they would have been destroyed.* Everyone but Juls—paralyzed.
Juls stepped closer to K, who raised his hand toward her. But something strange happened—he stopped midway. Everyone watched in stunned silence as K struggled to move his hand further, his body trembling as if something was holding him back. Then, to their disbelief, K's knees buckled, and he fell before her. They could all see the undeniable force of Juls' power—**paralysis**—bringing K to his knees.
But as they stood there, a terrifying thought crept into their minds: *What if they weren't frozen from fear? What if... it was Juls all along?*
Their eyes widened as they watched her closely. Juls stood before K, her face unreadable. The others couldn't hear what she was saying, but the shift in their expressions was unmistakable. What began as a moment of control quickly turned into something darker. The brief flicker of hope on their faces vanished, replaced with pure terror.
K slowly rose to his feet, breaking free from the paralysis. Juls stepped aside, letting him pass, and in that instant, the group realized they could move again. The weight that had held them in place was gone, and now they knew for certain—**they hadn't been frozen out of fear. It had been Juls' doing all along.**
But why had she done it? And why had she let go? These questions lingered in the air as they stared at Juls, now standing behind K, wondering what had just transpired—and what was yet to come.
K moved forward step by step, his presence alone overwhelming the group. The 28 who had been preparing for this moment now felt like they were the ones trapped. The pressure in the air was suffocating, and panic gripped them as they realized K seemed unstoppable.
**E** dropped to his knees, his hands pressed firmly against the ground. He controlled his breathing, closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he unleashed the largest flames he had ever created. A massive inferno shot toward K, but it wasn't enough.
**April** followed immediately, giving a firm command, "Fall!" She ordered objects around K to come crashing down on him, attempting to crush him under their weight.
**D** summoned water, making it rise and surround K, trapping him in the liquid mass. **Decota** took this chance, sending a powerful surge of electricity straight into the water, hoping to paralyze him. Then **Summer** hurled massive boulders toward K, creating two even larger rocks and crushing them down on his position with all her might.
For a brief moment, everything went silent. The attacks stopped, and the group held their breath. They panicked, wondering if they had killed him. But through the dust and debris, they saw him—K was still moving, completely unaffected by their combined efforts. Step by step, he continued, unscathed. Exhaustion hit them like a wave, their energy drained, and the feeling of desperation crept into their hearts.
Yet among the growing despair, a few individuals still held firm. K moved closer, relentless. Then, **Dawn** stepped forward, a small smile curling on his lips. He stood in front of K, unafraid.
K reached out to grab him, but in that instant, Dawn vanished. The world around K shifted and reshaped itself. Reality twisted, bending to Dawn's will. A disembodied voice echoed, filling the air: "Welcome to my world." Everything around K began to change, as if the battlefield had been pulled into another dimension—an alternate world controlled by Dawn.
K, his voice steady and unimpressed, asked, "What is this? Are you trying to defeat me with a mere trick?"
Dawn chuckled softly, his voice carrying a dark amusement. "Scary... your voice gives me chills."
The world Dawn had created around K resembled a dense jungle. The ground beneath K began to swallow his legs, vines creeping up from the earth. The massive trees surrounding them came to life, their branches reaching down, tying K's hands, pulling tighter and tighter. K grunted as he tried to break free, but the more he struggled, the stronger the grip became.
Dawn appeared before K, his smile cold and knowing. "I control everything here. I could create a million ways to end you right now. But..." Dawn paused, as a blade materialized in his hand, gleaming ominously. "They want you alive, for some reason."
Dawn twirled the knife lazily. "But no one said you had to be *unharmed*."
K strained against the bindings, his muscles flexing as he attempted to tear himself free. His frustration grew, but Dawn simply shook his head, your biggest mistake…" Dawn said quietly, "is thinking you can break free from me. At least, not while we're still on the ground."
K's eyes narrowed, his mind racing as he processed Dawn's words. He smirked. "So if we're in the sky, I'd be free of you…"
Dawn tilted his head, his expression indifferent. "Pretty much."
At that, K let out a loud, echoing laugh. "Idiot,"
Dawn blinked, and in that brief instant, he found himself high in the air. K's voice boomed through the chaos, "Try to break free now." Suddenly, the entire scene shifted as the villagers, buildings, and the 29 were hurled into a dizzying spin, thrown up and down in the air like ragdolls. The 29 desperately maneuvered to avoid colliding with the debris, but the villagers weren't so fortunate. Blood splattered through the air as bodies slammed into buildings and shattered structures. The sky was painted in chaos.
April, eyes wide with desperation, shouted, "Get away from them!" She ordered the objects in the sky to move aside and clear a path. With a swift command, she called for massive rocks from the heavens to gather her team together. As the stones formed around them, **Weeki** cast his protective barrier, encasing 24 of the 29 in a protective sphere, shielding them from the carnage outside.
But four were missing: **C, U, Spring,** and **Mars**. The four had stayed behind, their faces filled with grim determination. They had a **suicidal plan**, and though it was dangerous, **D** had approved it, knowing it was the only way to counter K.
While the 24 huddled inside Weeki's protective ball, the four outside began their dangerous maneuver. **Mars** activated his power, casting the entire battlefield into an abyss of **darkness**—his void swallowing all light. No one could see anything. But then, **Spring** erupted into action, lighting up the space like a blazing sun. Even though the void was impenetrably dark, Spring's light surged through it, illuminating the entire space. This created the perfect environment for both **light** and **shadow** to work together.
And that's when **C** and **U** made their move. **C** manipulated the light, darting through the battlefield with blinding speed, his powers cutting through the darkness like a blade. **U**, in sync with him, used the shadows cast by Spring's light to vanish and reappear, positioning himself for the final strike. Together, they were the perfect blend of light and shadow, their abilities harmonizing as they converged on K.
The plan was risky, and their chances were slim, but with Mars' void, Spring's blast, and C and U's combined assault, they had one shot to turn the tide against K.
K sneered as he watched the chaos unfold. "Good plan," he mocked, "but not perfect."
With a flick of his hand, the spinning stopped abruptly. The sudden halt sent **C, U, Spring,** and **Mars** off balance. Their carefully orchestrated attack crumbled as they lost control, their momentum thrown into disarray. The air itself seemed to fall with them, and **Weeki**, sensing the shift, deactivated his protective shield. Everything—debris, villagers, and the 29—plummeted back to earth.
It was absolute chaos.
The 29 hit the ground hard, but to their credit, they quickly stood back up, shaking off the impact as if nothing had happened. Far off, a column of smoke rose, dark and ominous, like the remains of something burning. But just as quickly as it appeared, the smoke vanished without a trace, leaving only confusion in its wake.
K stood still, his eyes scanning the battlefield, taking in the devastation. The landscape was utterly destroyed—buildings crushed, bodies or what remained of them scattered in pieces across the ground. Yet, one thing remained. Amid the ruins and carnage, **one house stood untouched**, pristine and whole, as if it didn't belong to this shattered world.
K's gaze shifted to **Juls**, who had been standing silently, watching everything unfold.
"You kept your deal," Juls said simply, her voice emotionless. "Now, I'll help you." Without further explanation, she turned and walked away.
K frowned, not understanding her intentions. His lips curled in disgust. "Pathetic," he muttered, dismissing her. Whatever game she was playing didn't matter to him. His focus returned to the one house—the last house, untouched amidst the destruction.
Determined, K began moving forward, step by step, toward that house. His mind raced with questions, but he shoved them aside. He was close now, and nothing—no one—would stop him from reaching it.
Monreal arrived with Sevan's swords—each one holding the power of darkness, light, water, fire, lightning, teleportation, and manipulation. he could multiply that number into hundreds. Monreal thought to himself, *It was Yearwelv who taught me, and though I don't know how to use every one of these swords perfectly, I can control the light-speed sword and the manipulation sword—where they are placed or their shape.*
Autumn stepped up beside him. "You do have a scary voice," she said, "but can you handle mine?"
sudown joined in, adding, "Didn't I tell you not to use catchphrases? It just makes it cringe."
Nevara then stepped forward, and K smirked, saying, "Come at me with your most powerful technique. But if I get bored, you won't be able to continue."
They all charged at him. The swords flew toward K without a single mistake, while Autumn screamed, sending echoes crashing toward him. At the same time, Nevara imagined a building above another one, both engulfed in fire, and in seconds, everything hit K at once. The collision sent a gust of wind through the area, but when it ended, K walked out unharmed, shocking everyone. The 700 swords had all melted.
K smirked. "My turn." He moved to strike Autumn, but sudown stopped him by making the distance longer. Septim, fearing for Nevara, joined in. Mayo lifted K off the ground with his telekinesis, and Septim imagined K's left hand being crushed.
sudown's mind began to dream, creating a dark hole beneath K, and the dream shifted to a place engulfed in flames. Then Seven stepped in, bringing with him hundreds of terrifying creatures. When sudown looked at them, the dream shifted again, this time to a dark place that fit perfectly with the terrifying creatures.
D commented, "In fact, the other being…"
Auggie joined the fight, adding himself a hundred times, each version faceless. When sudown saw them, the place took on an even darker and scarier vibe. Mayo's control over his power weakened, and K broke free. He then punished Mayo by sending him flying into the sky before turning to face Seven's creatures and the faceless men. K unleashed a destructive force that passed through the creatures as if they were transparent, obliterating the faceless men. then it goes on to struck sudown and Seven, causing Seven to lose control of his creatures from the impact.
Mayo crashed to the ground after K's devastating blow, the impact shaking the earth beneath him. But to K's surprise, Mayo stood up as if nothing had happened. K's eyes narrowed in confusion, unable to comprehend how Mayo could rise so easily from such a hit. Yet, he didn't have time to ponder. U and S were already rushing toward him, vanishing into thin air mid-charge.
Although K couldn't see them, he could sense the disruption in the air. Without hesitation, he slammed his right hand to the ground, sending out a shockwave of energy powerful enough to push both U and S back, their invisibility disrupted as they were thrown from their trajectories.
Before K could follow up, June stepped in, her eyes sharp with focus. "I've had enough," she muttered, manipulating reality itself. A thousand mirror images of June surrounded K in an instant, creating a disorienting maze of reflections. Then, with a swift gesture, she manipulated the space around K, closing it in like a shrinking frame.
K laughed, his voice echoing through the illusion. "An amusing trick, indeed…"
Outside the illusionary frame, Winter and Febi stood watching, Febi's brow furrowed. "What's the purpose of the images?" she asked.
June answered calmly, her gaze never leaving K. "To confuse him. He has to find the real me to break the illusion, but I doubt it'll take him long. Prepare yourself."
Febi nodded, her expression hardening. She stood ready, watching for K's escape. The moment she saw him breaking through the illusion, she clapped her hands together, summoning her power. "Now, see my world of perfection, K!"
From every direction, hands—thousands of them—emerged from the wreckage, from beneath the ground, and even from the broken buildings scattered around. The hands began to chase K relentlessly, reaching for him like waves crashing over rocks. At first, K dodged them with ease, his movements fluid and precise. But the hands were relentless, coming from every direction, never allowing him a moment to breathe.
Finally, a hand shot up from the ground, grabbing hold of K's leg and dragging him down. K struggled, but the hands overwhelmed him, pulling him through the debris of the destroyed buildings, as if forcing him to face the consequences of his own destruction. Then, with a final, forceful motion, the hands flung K toward Febi.
K's body hit the ground with a brutal thud, lying still. He appeared unconscious, and Febi, satisfied with her work, lowered her guard. But in the blink of an eye, K, who had been deceiving her all along, struck out. Before she could react, he pushed her away with incredible force, sending her crashing head-first into the ground.
Febi groaned but slowly stood up, as if the impact had been nothing. Her resilience startled K, his confusion growing. He frowned, trying to piece it together. *They've had the advantage in numbers this entire time,* he thought, *yet they don't strike together. And now they're acting like they're invincible. Is it a trick?* He glanced around, noting that he had fought nearly all of them. *Who do I need to bring down to break this?*
As K wrestled with his thoughts, a light rain began to fall, the soft patter of droplets filling the air. K's gaze shifted, and he saw Winter standing across from him, his expression calm yet resolute. K sneered, attempting to mock Winter's seemingly insignificant power. "Are we still playing games?" he spat.
But Winter's icy stare cut through K's bravado, leaving him feeling something he hadn't felt in a long time—fear. It was as though Winter's very presence weighed on K's soul, and for the first time, K hesitated. His body tensed involuntarily, and his mind screamed at him to flee, to survive.
K closed his eyes, preparing for what he believed to be his inevitable end. But when nothing happened, he opened them again and looked around. The battlefield was eerily silent. His enemies, all of them, were lying on the ground, unconscious. He didn't understand. What had happened?
His eyes fell upon Juls, who was also on the ground but holding something in her hand. K shouted out loud, frustration creeping into his voice, "What's going on? Why is everyone unconscious?"
Still baffled, K looked toward the only house still standing amid the ruins of the battlefield. , unbroken structure. Without another word, he started toward it, the rain continuing to fall, masking the unsettling quiet that had settled over the battlefield.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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