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The Seventh Fracture—a forsaken dimension, a place where everything unaccepted by the main world is mercilessly cast aside. It is not merely a location, but a gaping wound in reality. Its land defies gravity, its sky bends inward, and time does not flow linearly. For most beings, entering the Seventh Fracture means the end of sanity. But for Kael, it is just another space to escape from himself.
Kael walked among the floating ruins, his footsteps shaking the dimensional layers, creating resonance waves that echoed like shattering glass in a nightmare. Shadows screamed from the cracks in reality, trying to touch him. But his body had now reached a level of power approaching myth. A 5.0 dimensional attribute was not just a number—it was an absolute anomaly. Kael had become a variable no longer calculable by the world's system.
Flashbacks struck him again. A filthy child stumbling through charred corpses. His small body dragged by time and suffering, never knowing love. Then Lira... and Lian. Their faces flickered in his memory like broken lights too bright, too painful.
"Kael...?" A faint voice seeped from behind the cracked sky. Unreal. Impossible. But like everything in the Seventh Fracture, the impossible might be the only truth.
He turned slowly. In the distance stood a shapeless creature, its eyes glowing deep blue. Not Lira. Not Lian. But this entity... wore their faces. Twisting fragments of memories into weapons.
Kael laughed. Not with joy, nor madness. But a hollow laugh that cut like rusted metal scraping bone.
"You think… their faces can still hurt me? The world took everything long before you even tried."
The creature screamed, and Kael punched the air. The dimension split open, releasing a voidwave that erased all matter and energy in a straight line. Silence. Then the silence itself shattered.
Suddenly, time jumped.
In the main world, the Skyward Order stirred. A high-ranking member—Saras, Guardian of the Mirror Faction—gazed at the trembling night sky.
"He's awakened sooner than we calculated. The primary dimension won't hold him much longer."
"So what do we do?" asked her subordinate.
"We send the Absolute Guardian. The last one... who might stop him. Or die trying."
Back in the Seventh Fracture, Kael walked toward the largest rift—the core of destruction. His eyes were cold, his body laced with fractures of black light like a singularity's spine. He had merged with the Fracture itself. He had become part of the ruin.
Yet one thing remained unchanged: his resolve.
"If the world has no place for me... then I'll build a world atop the ashes of all of you."
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