"This is a story worth telling."
As those final, resolute words left Tenert's lips, his body began to glow with divine brilliance. All his energy condensed into a single, searing core—tight, dense, immeasurably potent. In the very next instant, that core detonated, unleashing a force so sudden, so fast, that not even the Prima Deities could react to it, least of all the ones that pierced his heart.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!"
The explosion consumed everything.
Blinding light surged across the battlefield. A shockwave rippled through the void, through the world, through the bones of all who witnessed it.
And when the light finally faded—Tenert was gone.
There was no trace of his body. No fragments. No lingering aura.
He had erased himself.
But he had not gone alone.
