"I simply wished for it to happen."
The simplicity of the statement was somehow more terrifying than any display of raw power could have been.
The Patriarch staggered backward, his confidence completely shattered. "That's... that's not how power works," he protested, his voice taking on a desperate edge. "There are laws, rules, and limitations! Even gods must work within the framework of existence! You cannot simply... wish things into being!"
But even as he spoke, the evidence of Julian's impossible ability surrounded them. The village was returning to life—not the cursed, suffering existence it had been, but something better, more perfect than it had ever been in reality.
**
Far above the mortal realm, beyond the reach of earthly concerns and cosmic conflicts, floated an island that defied all natural law.
