[System Alert: Divine Executioner Identified]
Entity: The Twelfth — Title: The Gravewalker, He Who Ends Threads
Origin: Forged from failed timelines. Wields prophecy as a weapon.
Throne Room — Virellia
Selene didn't rise.
She stared at the figure in silence.
He looked human.
But the crown he held pulsed with god-blood — brittle, beautiful, and impossible.
"I've killed you before," the Twelfth said softly. "In every timeline they feared you."
"And I burned you in every one," she replied.
Outside — Kaelion and Lucien Arrive Simultaneously
Kaelion felt the pressure drop. The kind of silence only a god-killer could bring.
Lucien's eyes narrowed. "They sent him."
Kaelion: "You know him?"
Lucien: "He's not a god. He's all their failures stitched together."
Back Inside — Selene and the Twelfth
"You terrify them," the Twelfth said. "Because you were never meant to exist."
"They built timelines to contain you. You broke them. They sent killers. You burned them."
"So now…"
He dropped the crown at her feet.
"They offer you a choice: Take the Crown of Endings… or be erased completely."
Selene Stands
"I will never wear a crown made of what I destroyed."
The Twelfth tilted his head. "Then you force my hand."
He drew a sword made of fate itself.
The system screamed.
[System Alert: WARNING — Time-layer blade detected. One hit will erase you from every timeline.]
Selene didn't move.
She looked past him.
Toward the entrance.
"Then I hope you brought reinforcements."
Final Scene
Kaelion stepped into the hall, lightning in his blood.
Lucien emerged from the shadows, eyes aflame.
And for the first time—
All three stood together.
Selene.
Kaelion.
Lucien.
Facing a weapon that could erase them all.
And somewhere, in the cracks of time, a buried prophecy stirred:
"If she defies the Twelfth… the world burns bright enough to birth a new one."