The single word, DIVERGENCE, burned into the crystalline wall where the countdown once stood. Jaden's defiant cry, a guttural roar that was both his own voice and the amplified echo of a billion souls, resonated through the Conflux. The air thickened, shimmering with a new, chaotic energy. The sterile, logical hum of the Architects' influence was gone, replaced by a dissonant symphony of reality itself bending and breaking. This was not a weapon he had unleashed; it was an act of pure, unadulterated anti-creation, a chaotic blast of illogical will designed to shatter the Architects' perfect order.