Kael: "No matter how far he goes... there has to be a limit."
The words left Kael's lips like a dying ember, barely audible over the silence that followed their last confrontation. His hands were trembling not from exhaustion, but from something far deeper. Fear. The kind of fear that gnawed at the soul and refused to let go.
Yuna: "Are you sure about that?"
Her voice was low, uncertain. She had seen Ryo's strength evolve beyond comprehension each passing moment pushing him further away from the realm of mortals and closer to something unfathomable. She remembered the way the ground had fractured beneath his steps, how even reality seemed to twist just to accommodate his presence.
Kael: "He's not supposed to exist like this. Power like that… it's unnatural."
Yuna: "And yet, here he is. Standing above us all."
The two stood in the remains of what was once a city now nothing more than scattered dust and drifting echoes. Ryo had left it behind without so much as lifting a finger. Not out of cruelty, but because even his existence had become too powerful for fragile reality to endure.
Far away, atop the fractured skies, Ryo stood on nothingness. It wasn't a throne, not yet but it might as well have been. His aura didn't radiate heat or pressure anymore; it rewrote the world around him. Space stretched and collapsed at his will. Time bent and bowed. And beyond all, the very laws of logic surrendered to his presence.
Ryo: "They fear me. They should."
He looked down upon the broken land, not with arrogance, but with understanding. Every step he took was a reminder of how far he'd come from the boy who once sought revenge, to the being who now stood at the peak of everything. But there was something else now, something deeper stirring within him.
Ryo: "But fear is not enough. The story isn't over."
Kael: "We have to stop him before it's too late."
Yuna: "Stop him? Kael, listen to yourself. How do you stop someone who can erase existence just by thinking about it?"
Kael: "Then we find another way."
He clenched his fists. He didn't know what that way was not yet but surrender was not an option. Somewhere in the void, he still held onto the belief that Ryo could be reached, that the man who once fought for justice hadn't completely vanished beneath that limitless power.
Yuna: "And if there is no way?"
Kael's gaze drifted to the sky. The clouds above twisted into spirals as if drawn toward an invisible point his point. Ryo was no longer bound by the same universe they were. He existed above it, beyond it, reshaping everything with every breath.
Kael: "Then we'll die trying."
In the void above them, Ryo's eyes closed. He could hear them every word, every doubt. Their voices echoed faintly within the infinite silence that surrounded him. He did not despise them for it. In fact, part of him still admired their resolve. But it was pointless. Their determination could no longer touch him.
Ryo: "You still believe you can fight me... how naïve."
The air vibrated. Reality folded. And in an instant, Ryo vanished.
Yuna: "Wait… where is he"
Her words cut short as the sky itself split open, revealing a figure descending slowly through the shattered heavens. Ryo landed before them without a sound. The ground beneath his feet rippled like water, bending to his will.
Ryo: "You stand before something you cannot comprehend."
Kael: "Then let us try."
Silence followed. The three stood beneath a blood-red sky, the world trembling around them. It was no longer a battle between people it was the collision of belief against inevitability, of hope against a force that had transcended destiny itself.
And as the first steps of their inevitable confrontation began, one truth resonated through every corner of existence:
Ryo was no longer part of the story.
He was the story.