[Scene opens – A week later]
The room is silent, a faint golden glow seeping through the curtains. Flux slowly opens his eyes, his breathing ragged as if he had just climbed out of a nightmare.
Flux: groaning "Ugh… wh-where…am…I?"
His head tilts sideways. The ceiling feels foreign, the air heavy yet strangely comforting. He tries to sit up but his body trembles violently.
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Alicia: rushing forward, eyes teary but smiling with relief "Y-You finally woke up… Flux!"
Flux: clutching his head "Ugh… yeah, yeah… but my headache… it's killing me…"
Alicia: gently resting her hand on his chest "Just stay still, don't force yourself. Your body went through something no ordinary being could endure. Just wait a bit… and you'll recover."
Flux: exhales slowly "O-ok…"
Ten minutes later – Flux's breathing steadies, his eyes sharper than before. His ruby irises faintly glow as though something deep within him is stirring again.
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Flux: hesitant but serious "Hmm… ma'am, do you… remember the thing I asked you before?"
Alicia: nodding softly, her lips trembling as if she's been waiting for this moment "Yes… I remember. Just wait… I'll tell you everything, Flux."
The door suddenly bursts open. The room is filled with rushing footsteps.
Mike: dashing forward, hugging Flux tightly "Flux! Are you okay?! Damn it, don't scare us like that again!"
Flux: blinking, startled but smiling faintly "Y-yeah… I'm okay, Mike. Somehow…"
Behind him, the heavy presence of legends enters the room one by one: White, Vantres, Zygord, Hidorī, and Ixia. Their auras are overwhelming but filled with relief as they see Flux alive.
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White: crossing his arms, staring sternly "Oi, brat… you alive?"
Flux: grins weakly "Yeah, somehow… but Fruxi—"
A new voice interrupts. A soft, cheerful tone comes from the door.
???: "Oh! Hi, big bro~"
Flux: shocked "Wh-what's happening?!"
White: sighing deeply, his expression heavy with guilt and responsibility "Flux… her 'death'… it wasn't real. It was meant to trigger your memories… your power. Please, understand."
Flux: clenching his fists but breathing steadily "…Ugh. Okay… I'll accept it. Now… what's next?"
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White: staring directly into Flux's eyes, his silver hair flowing "Flux, do you think… if I tell you all the history… the history of Secterism itself… you can endure it?"
Flux: swallows, determination flashing in his eyes "I'll try. Please… tell me."
White: glances at everyone "Then listen carefully. Everyone here, even those who don't know… you must hear this truth."
Everyone: solemnly "Okay."
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The atmosphere darkens, the room fills with pressure. White takes a deep breath before beginning the forbidden tale.
White:
"A very, very, very long time ago… almost five quadrillion years in the past… when existence itself was still young… only three types of beings existed.
Gods.
Divines.
Angels.
That was all."
The room shakes faintly as his words echo. Flux and the others listen silently, their eyes wide with awe.
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White:
"But there was a problem. These three… they only fought. Endless battles, meaningless wars. They never cared what happened outside their selfish clashes.
And because of that… countless lives were lost. Many—no, millions of their own kind died in vain.
The battlefield was drenched with their corpses. Their so-called 'glory' shattered into pieces.
And from those corpses… from the fragments of their broken souls… something was born. Sectors."
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Flux: curious, leaning forward "What are… sectors?"
White: nodding with approval at the sharp question
"Good question. Listen well.
Sectors are the power system of our verse. You can think of them like… Baang from Tower of God, Ki from Dragon Ball, Chakra from Naruto.
They are the essence of existence itself—pure potential, waiting to be molded."
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White:
"But back then, there was a law. A restriction no one could break.
Gods could only use God Sectors.
Divines could only use Divine Sectors.
Angels could only use Angel Sectors.
No one could reach beyond their limit. No one… except what came next."
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The silence in the room deepens. Everyone can almost see White's memories as he narrates.
White:
"After one quadrillion years of their endless arrogance… something happened.
Twenty beings were born. Not by accident. Not by nature. But by… ritual.
These twenty were beyond comparison. Greater than Gods. Stronger than Divines. Purer than Angels.
For the first quadrillion years of their existence, they did nothing. They only watched.
Watched the chaos. Watched the endless killing. Watched the stupidity of those who claimed to be supreme.
They thought… 'Perhaps time will change them.'
But it didn't.
So… the twenty finally moved."
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Flux: eyes shining "Moved? What did they do?"
White: his tone now carrying a dangerous edge
"They began to destroy.
They targeted the core of the old powers: their territories.
Flux, do you know what a territory is?"
Flux: shakes head "Not really…"
White:
"A territory is more than land. It's a realm—a dimension.
Each God, each Divine, each Angel… had realms. Castles, fortresses, entire worlds under their command. Some had fifty realms or more.
And each realm was guarded by the strongest ten beings of their race. Guardians beyond imagination."
White pauses, his aura flaring faintly. The others shift uncomfortably under the weight of his words.
White:
"And the first thing those twenty beings did… was annihilate those realms.
One by one.
Erasing the guardians. Erasing the thrones.
Until the great races began to tremble for the first time in eternity."
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Flux's body shivers slightly, not out of fear but awe. His heartbeat echoes like a drum.
Flux: whispers "They… destroyed everything?"
White: nods, voice heavy as thunder
"Yes. And that destruction was only… the beginning."
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(To be continued…)
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