Recap of Chapter 13:
Ka'roth faced three Sky-Born—Aelion, Serya, and Tharion—destroying them in a devastating battle. He absorbed their celestial essence, merging abyssal darkness and radiant power, his runes blazing brighter than ever. His horde roared in victory as the heavens quaked. But then, an eye larger than all others opened: The Oldest Gaze, one of the creators, spoke: "Ka'roth. Beast of flesh and shadow. You dare rise against your makers." Ka'roth answered: "I do more than dare. I claim." The sky split open as a colossal figure descended.
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The Descent of Creation
The world stilled. Wind stopped. Rivers froze mid-flow. Even the air seemed to hold its breath as the Oldest Gaze descended.
The sky split like torn fabric, spilling golden-white light across the blackened land. From this rift stepped a figure of impossible size—a titan whose head brushed the very clouds, its form draped in shifting celestial fire. Its body was neither beast nor man, but a fusion of both, plated in radiant armor etched with constellations that pulsed like living stars.
Where it stepped, the earth cracked, molten rivers erupting in its wake. Its voice thundered across creation:
"Ka'roth. First of Sovereigns. You are flawed. Return to dust."
Ka'roth's glowing white eyes narrowed. His jagged wings unfurled fully, their abyssal edges streaked with silver fire, blotting out the light behind him. His horde—600 beasts strong—flattened themselves instinctively, trembling under the crushing pressure of two titans facing one another.
Ka'roth roared.
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The First Blow
The Oldest Gaze moved first. It raised a hand, summoning a spear of radiant energy larger than mountains, and hurled it. The sky screamed as it cut through the air.
Ka'roth leapt high, wings tearing wind apart, spinning mid-flight. The spear missed by a breath and struck the land behind, vaporizing entire valleys in a flash of light.
Ka'roth dove. His claws blazed with abyssal black edged in silver as he slammed into the titan's chest. Armor cracked like glass beneath his strike, spraying fragments of radiant energy.
The Oldest Gaze swung its arm, striking Ka'roth with a backhand blow. The impact hurled him through mountains, shattering peaks like sand.
Ka'roth dug his claws into stone, stopping himself. His runes pulsed violently, his abyssal mist swirling darker. He launched forward again, faster than ever.
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The War of Titans
They collided with a sound like worlds colliding.
Ka'roth slashed at its throat, ripping glowing chunks of flesh. The Oldest Gaze seized him in both hands, hurling him into the sky, then speared him downward with a beam of concentrated light. Ka'roth's body hit the ground with enough force to split the land for miles.
He rose instantly, blood dripping down his metallic scales. His runes burned brighter, his abyssal mist twisting violently into vortexes that consumed air itself.
"You cannot unmake me," Ka'roth growled.
"You were never made to rise," the Oldest Gaze answered, swinging a massive hand down.
Ka'roth caught it mid-strike. His claws dug deep, splitting flesh and plating alike. He twisted sharply and tore the titan's arm free in an eruption of radiant ichor.
The Oldest Gaze roared, its voice shaking mountains.
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The Horde Joins
Ka'roth's roar summoned his horde. Raptors swarmed its legs, tusked grazers rammed its knees, and winged predators dove at its head. Their strikes were tiny compared to its size, but Ka'roth's aura pushed them beyond their limits—they fought like extensions of his will.
The titan stomped, crushing dozens instantly. But Ka'roth leapt high, tackling its neck, biting deep into its throat and ripping free slabs of glowing flesh. His spiked tail lashed its face, cracking celestial plating.
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The Abyss Sky Surge
Ka'roth's body burned with power—Abyss and Sky fused fully now. His runes exploded with blinding light, abyssal mist boiling outward in black flames edged in silver. His roar deepened, carrying a resonance that bent the air.
He lunged again, driving both claws into the titan's chest. Abyssal tendrils burst forth from his runes, piercing the Oldest Gaze's body, digging inside.
The titan staggered, its radiant form flickering.
"IMPOSSIBLE," it thundered.
Ka'roth snarled. "I am the impossible."
With a savage pull, he ripped its chest wide open.
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The Kill
Ka'roth climbed up the titan's body, wings cutting through golden flame. He reached its head, biting down with unstoppable force. His glowing jaws cracked celestial bone, tearing into its skull.
He roared and ripped the head free, flinging it skyward.
The Oldest Gaze collapsed. The ground shattered for miles. Radiant energy burst outward, lighting the world in a blinding flash.
Ka'roth stood atop its corpse, runes blazing so bright they rivaled the sun itself. His horde roared in a frenzy, kneeling low until their bodies scraped dirt.
Above, the countless eyes of the heavens went wide. Some blinked out entirely, retreating beyond reach.
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The Birth of a God-Beast
Ka'roth absorbed the Oldest Gaze's essence. Power unlike anything before flooded him. His body expanded further, towering even higher, his jagged wings stretching wide enough to shadow entire continents. His runes glowed pure white edged in black abyssal flame. His tail's spikes sharpened, sparking with arcs of radiant energy.
His roar split the sky, and cracks formed in the heavens themselves.
Ka'roth was no longer merely Abyss Sovereign.
He had become the God-Beast, feared by earth and sky alike.
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The Eyes Flee
The remaining celestial watchers shrank back. Their voices trembled across the void:
"He has taken the Abyss… he has taken the Sky…"
"If he ascends further, nothing will remain."
Ka'roth raised his glowing gaze, his voice rumbling deep and primal:
"Then run."
And they did. One by one, the vast eyes blinked out, vanishing beyond the stars.
The First Era belonged to Ka'roth.
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The New Age
Ka'roth's horde roared louder than ever, a sound of pure worship and fear. They no longer followed from instinct—they bowed to divinity.
The land itself bent. Forests blackened into abyssal wood. Rivers turned silver and black, flowing with glowing veins of energy. The sky dimmed, pierced by cracks where light bled unnaturally.
Ka'roth turned to his horde, his tail slamming the ground. His roar commanded them forward.
The First Era's chaos had ended.
This was the beginning of the Age of the God-Beast.
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