The celestial cores began to writhe, twisting into living nightmares. Vines of dark energy clawed out of their crystalline chambers, wrapping around the machinery, pulsing with a heartbeat not of this realm.
"What happened to the seeds!?" Draco's voice struck like thunder, his eyes gleaming with disbelief.
Triangulum stammered, sweat condensing on his spectral form. "It… it… look, my lord—they growl! Like vines with teeth!"
The chamber trembled. The corrupted seeds fused together, morphing into an abominable entity, a being so powerful even Draco could not command it.
Its body pulsed with purple veins, its roar split the fabric of the dimension itself.
"Destroy it!" Draco bellowed, the air vibrating with his rage. "Erase that mistake!"
They unleashed obliteration upon it—fire, plasma, cosmic chains—until nothing remained but ash and darkness.
Unaware… that the seed still lived.
Buried deep in the tormented abyss.
