The battle reached its crescendo as reality itself began to buckle under the weight of competing narratives!
Syl'thessara's Tier 9 existence pressed down on Achilles with the force of accumulated millennia, each attack a complete story that tried to rewrite his very existence from protagonist to footnote.
He was at the brink.
His Regulations…Quantum, Spatial Tension, Inevitable Entropy…flickered like candles in a hurricane.
Each defense cost more than the last, his Tier 6 existence straining against mathematics that declared his survival impossible!
The narrative weight crushing down on him wasn't just power but truth itself insisting he should not, could not, would not survive against someone who had transcended conventional limitation eons ago.
A final attack came…not violent but inexorable, like the last line of a book being written.
Syl'thessara had crafted a narrative so complete, so perfectly structured, that his existence simply had no place in it.
