The abominations of the Root and the Curse Eaters alike felt a chill run through their beings as they gazed upon that sphere. The sheer density of energy it contained was enough to threaten everything around it, a concentrated force of destruction that could erase the life of an Alpha Omega Overgod in a second.
As every gaze turned toward the Scarlet King, a single, undeniable realization took hold across the battlefield: this was only the beginning.
Cain inhaled deeply, and as he did, his Chaos Wings flared with overwhelming power, their vast span piercing into the fabric of reality itself. Through them, he drew upon the boundless strength of the universe, channeling it into his being with absolute control. His presence alone caused space to tremble, and when he finally spoke, his voice carried a resonance that echoed across existence.
