The Enemy Rear Lines — Throne Circle of the Alliance
The kings had thought themselves safe.
Hidden behind dragons.
Guarded by legacy bloodlines.
Shielded by the best the world had to offer.
They now watched in horror as their armies fell,
as ancient beasts howled in death,
as the man they called a broken commoner carved through immortals like a sovereign butcher.
Kaelen approached.
Slowly.
Silently.
Eyes glowing like collapsing stars.
Kaelen Speaks — The Death of Kings
He stood at the center of their command field, alone.
Surrounded by monarchs, lords, archmages, dragon sovereigns —
each with armies once.
Now?
Only fear.
"You crowned yourselves sovereigns."
"Built your thrones from suffering."
"Now…"
He raised Vorastra, the Blade of All Ends.
"I unmake what you made."
He moved once —
and the first king vanished without scream or scar.
No blood.
No body.
Just absence.
One by One
The Emperor of Aurenfold's southern empire — gone
The Skyborne Warlord who betrayed the peace treaty — gone
The Dragon Queen who hunted his bloodline — severed at the soul
Not just death.
Legacy collapse.
As if the gods themselves erased them from history.
POV: Princess Valessia Auren
Far across the battlefield, atop a distant scrying tower in Aurenfold,
Princess Valessia watched Kaelen move.
She had fought him once.
Trained beside him in the Awakener tournaments.
Thought him talented — but destined to burn out.
Now?
Now she felt her breath catch.
His form.
His presence.
His cruelty.
His power.
"He's not the same," she whispered.
"He's become something terrifying.
And…"
She didn't finish the sentence.
Her hand touched her chest — where her aura fluttered.
What… is this feeling?
POV: Aria Valen
She watched as Kaelen disarmed a war-god and shattered the man's divine weapon with a grin.
He looked up for a moment — toward the Citadel.
And smiled.
Not at the battle.
At them.
And for the first time,
Aria blushed.
"Kaelen…"
"What… are you becoming?"
POV: Selina, Mira, Lyra, Lyanna
Selina felt her heart beat faster — not with fear, but fire.
Mira, watching through the shadows, bit her lip, confused and captivated.
Lyra whispered to herself:
"I'd follow him even to the end of worlds."
Lyanna adjusted her spirit arrays… and couldn't stop staring.
The Final Collapse
Kaelen stood over the last throne.
The Obsidian King, shaking.
Begging.
Kaelen leaned close.
"You should've killed me when I was still afraid."
He plunged Lumenheart into the king's chest.
Light. Flame. Silence.
System Notification
[Enemy Sovereign Command: Neutralized]
[Legacy Collapse in Progress: 9 Thrones Erased]
[Fear Level Across All Realms: MAXIMUM]
[Kaelen Aurelius Drayce Designation: Reality Reaper — Confirmed]
[Potential Fate Designation: Sovereign of All Realms]
Kaelen's Last Words of the Chapter
He stood on a mountain of shattered crowns,
blood dripping from his blades,
hair flowing like a burning banner.
He looked up.
To the heavens.
"This is just the beginning."
"I told you I'd dominate."