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"Even gods leave behind their mistakes. And sometimes… they lock them away."
– Izayami Tsukihiro
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The untouched ruin called to him.
From afar, it was quiet — too quiet. No wind passed through it. No beast dared near as if time itself has stopped. Yet now, standing at its gates, Izayami could feel the weight of countless centuries pressing against his soul.
Pillars of glowing stone stretched high into a dome that defied gravity. Carvings across the entrance shimmered faintly in languages older than myth. The building pulsed like a heart — slow, ancient… sealed.
And yet, it opened the moment he touched the door.
Not because he forced it open…
But because it recognized him. But how?
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⚔️ The Forgotten Temple
Inside, light bled through cracks in the stone — not sunlight, but something deeper, more primal. Ethereal chains of energy danced in the air, leading down endless halls.
Izayami walked slowly, steps echoing louder than they should have.
The air was thick with memory — not dust.
Every wall whispered of legends long buried.
Every corridor curved wrongly, as if time had folded the temple into itself.
Then, he found it.
A chamber. Vast. Hollow.
And at its center — a crystal prison suspended by divine chains, glowing in shades of sorrow and silver.
Inside it floated a girl — unconscious, untouched by decay or time. Her hair flowed like liquid moonlight. Her body glowed faintly, wrapped in faded garments that bore no crest, no kingdom, no age. A broken halo hovered above her head, cracked and flickering.
And for the first time since his rebirth… Izayami's heart twinged.
"…Who are you?" he whispered.
The system responded coldly:
[Unknown Entity Detected: Divine Class — Sealed Being]
[Warning: Breaking Seal will trigger Divine Defense Protocols.]
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⚠️ Interference Detected
Izayami stepped closer. He reached out — gently, hesitantly — toward the crystal.
The moment his fingers grazed its surface, the world trembled.
[Seal Breach Detected.]
[Summoning Divine Guardians: Protocol Initiated.]
The chamber split open. Magic surged like a tidal wave as two colossal gates emerged from the walls — spiraling open in twin flashes of divine light.
From the left came a giant clad burning in silver armor, wielding a sword forged from a dying star. His wings were made of molten stone and lava.
[Divine Guardian: VAL'KRON, The Judging Flame]
"Those who disturb the sacred must be judged by fire."
From the right descended a female warrior in a flowing mantle of white feathers and shadow. Her spear was carved from a god-serpent's fang. Her presence bent space itself.
[Divine Guardian: AUREN'ZIA, The Frozen Verdict]
"No soul escapes the law of the eternal."
Izayami narrowed his eyes, wings forming from swirling air and light.
"…You're in my way."
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🌪️ Battle Begins
They struck first.
Val'kron hurled a flaming slash that split the chamber in half — Izayami barely dodged, wind wrapping around him like a shield.
Auren'zia twisted reality, forming spears of time that rained from above.
Izayami clapped his hands — molecules screamed in response.
[Molecule Control – Pressure Collapse!]
The area around him exploded in a vacuum burst, redirecting the divine weapons mid-air.
[Fictional Devourer – Unleash Fragment: Leviathan Skin]
Scales wrapped around his body, absorbing a barrage of burning shards from Val'kron's second strike.
He moved like a storm.
Wind blades, gravitational rips, elemental overrides — all fused under his command.
But they were strong. Too strong.
Not just powerful — perfect.
Every attack they used had divine logic, unbreakable unless rewritten.
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📝 Turning the Battle
They pinned him down.
One slash from Val'kron shattered the ground, and Auren'zia stabbed her spear into his shoulder, anchoring him with divine seals.
He coughed blood — but grinned.
"shit.. this is annoying."
[True Rewrite – Initiate Override Command]
Target: Divine Seals
Concept: Unbreakable
Rewrite: Fragile
The seal shattered. His energy surged.
[Omniblade – Partial Unseal]
Forged from every myth, honed by chaos.
From his palm, a blade of paradox formed — flickering between a katana, greatsword, and scythe.
He struck.
The blade cut through law, bypassing even Auren'zia's divine space.
[Critical Impact: Guardian Core Damaged.]
Val'kron roared and charged.
But Izayami was already behind him.
[Molecule Disassembly – Full Activation]
With a whisper, the molecules of Val'kron's body collapsed — not destroyed, but deconstructed into raw energy.
He turned to Auren'zia. She hesitated for just a second too long.
That was enough.
One swing — and her existence was sealed inside a dimensional fracture.
[Victory Achieved.]
[Divine Guardians Neutralized. Seal Access Granted.]
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🌙 The Girl in the Crystal
The room fell still once more.
Panting, bleeding, but victorious, Izayami walked toward the glowing crystal as his body starts to heal itself.
It flickered now — cracks spreading along its perfect edges.
He placed his hand over it. No fear. Just… silence.
[Seal Disengaged.]
[Commencing Release.]
Light burst outward — warm, quiet, almost mournful.
The chains shattered.
The girl's body slowly floated down, cradled in strands of light and starlight threads. She lay there — asleep, breathing softly.
Not a weapon. Not a monster.
Just… a girl, sealed away in a cage made for gods.
Izayami stood over her, silent.
He didn't know who she was.
He didn't know why she was sealed.
But he had freed her.
"…Welcome back," he whispered.
And somewhere far above, in the deepest sky of Eternavexus… something stirred.
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🔚 The Weight of Power
He sat beside her quietly.
For the first time since he arrived in this world, he allowed himself to rest.
The walls of the ruin no longer pulsed with danger — only stillness. Yet the air held weight. Not the heaviness of fear… but of fate.
He looked at his trembling hands.
He had fought divine guardian equal to a god.
He had rewritten laws.
He had broken divine chains.
And he was still alone.
But now — someone else was here. Someone who might understand what it meant to be imprisoned by others. Someone who might share the burden of being forgotten.
"…I don't know who you are," he mumbled, voice barely above a whisper. "But if they locked you away… then maybe… you're like me."
He looked up at the ruined dome — where starlight bled through cracks in the stone.
His voice harden as if warning those who had imprisoned her.
"And if they come again… I'll break them too."
The girl didn't move. But the faintest shimmer crossed her eyelids.
Looks like an angel.
Somewhere, deep within her dreams, a memory stirred.
And the Broken Nexus began to shift once more.
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📄 End of Chapter 3
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