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[Kealthar's Point of View]
Kealthar stood still.
The wind in his garden had stopped. The stars above no longer pulsed. Everything was frozen, like the realm was holding its breath.
His realm—his—had been touched.
Not just scratched or cracked. Infected. Corrupted. And worse than that… Yasaka and Kunou had been targets.
It didn't matter that the seeds were small. It didn't matter that he'd removed them.
What mattered was they were there at all.
Kealthar's eyes burned gold as he floated above the garden. Below him, the sacred tree at the center of his dimension swayed gently, but now he knew… it wasn't swaying because of the wind."He left pieces behind. During the war. Buried them so deep I didn't even notice."And they had started waking up.
He clenched his fist. Reality shimmered. The entire sky above his personal world rippled like a reflection on water—and he summoned the Heartlight, the core of this realm.
A sphere of glowing energy appeared in front of him, beating like a second heart. It held everything in this world: dreams, thoughts, time, space.
He extended his hand toward it, and his energy flowed out."Show me the infection."Thin cracks appeared in the Heartlight. Tiny strands of chaos wiggled inside them like worms—barely visible, but real. Their presence made the divine core flicker.
Kealthar's face tightened."No mercy."He called forth a fire. Not normal flame—this one was Divine Law, shaped into heat and light. It tore apart contradictions, burned lies, unmade foreign will.
He launched it into the cracks.
The chaos screamed. The taint tried to slither away. Too late.
The cleansing fire spread through the garden, through the entire dimension. Not destroying—purging. In Yasaka's mind, a false memory vanished like smoke. In Kunou's dreams, the last trace of a nightmare collapsed in on itself and was gone.
The sky cleared.
The tree stopped swaying.
And his world was whole again.
But Kealthar wasn't done.
The Temple of Fate
Beneath his realm, hidden even from Yasaka, was a place only he could enter.
The Temple of Fate.
Here, he stored mirrors—reflections of the people bound to him by cause, by choice, by connection.
And three of them were glowing now. Not with corruption, but with vulnerability.Rias.
Akeno.
Koneko.He stared at the mirrors. Each one showed not just their faces, but who they were—past, present, future. Their threads of fate shimmered, beautiful but fragile.They're strong. But not protected.Vorath had tried to sneak into his dimension. What stopped him from crawling into theirs?
He wouldn't allow it.
He raised both hands. Gold light circled him, then split into rings that wrapped around each mirror."No one touches them," he said. "Not in mind, not in fate, not in dream."The rings fused into shields.
But not just barriers. These were laws.
Written into the rules of creation.
Even a being like Vorath—if he tried to tamper with them—would be struck down by Kealthar's divine order.
He approached Rias's mirror. She was training in the image, frustrated but determined. He smiled slightly. She never gave up. She never would.
Next, Akeno. Quiet, serious. A storm under control. But her heart still hurt from things she never said aloud.
Then Koneko. Small. Sharp-eyed. Watching everything.
He placed a final seal over them—one that cloaked their very existence. Even if someone looked through fate or time or chaos itself, they would never find them."You're mine to protect," he said. "And I don't lose what's mine."Returning to the Surface
Kealthar rose back up to the surface of his realm.
Yasaka stood near the porch. Kunou was asleep in her arms again, breathing easy.
Yasaka looked at him.
"You fixed it?"
Kealthar nodded. "Everything. It's gone. I made sure."
She relaxed. "Thank you."
He walked over, brushed Kunou's hair back gently, then looked to the sky.
The stars were calm again.
But he wasn't.
Because he knew what this meant.
Vorath wasn't done.
The bastard had been planning this since before the cleansing. Leaving seeds. Preparing traps.
Watching for cracks.You tried to crawl in through the people I care about.
Now I know where to hit next.
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