"You dare ignore me? Both of you insignificant ants deserve to die!" Dormammu's roar shook the heavens, shaking the dimension itself.
In an instant, waves of endless darkness surged forward, rolling toward Jason Kin and the Ancient One. The overwhelming tide reeked of evil and decay, collapsing everything in its path. Skies crumbled, ground shattered, destruction spreading without end.
Jason's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Ants? The ruler of the Dark Dimension may indeed be terrifying, but you seem to have forgotten something. What stands before us now is nothing more than a fragment of your true self. And a mere fragment dares act arrogant before me? You are courting death."
The void rumbled.
Jason took a single step forward, and with it came a surge of divine radiance. A colossal figure appeared behind him, an avatar of godhood stretching millions of miles high. Its size matched Dormammu's monstrous skull in every way.
Behind this Divine Avatar floated two radiant trees, each overflowing with sacred energy. The avatar raised a clenched fist. Immediately, streams of life force and light flowed from the trees into his hand, merging together into a brilliant white sphere.
The sphere pulsed like a newborn star, brimming with hope and vitality. Its radiance directly opposed Dormammu's foul, corrupted darkness.
For the first time, the Ancient One's serene eyes widened in astonishment.
"What incredible energy… so much life force, so pure and potent. And there, within it… the very essence of White Magic itself, the source all sorcerers long for. Who is this man? His power is beyond anything I have ever imagined!"
Dormammu's shock was even greater. His skull-like visage twisted in rage.
"This power… this is the essence of the Light Dimension! Impossible! How can you possess that detestable force? Who are you?"
For countless eons, Dormammu had sought to devour the Light Dimension, to annihilate its origin and consume it into his own. He had nearly succeeded. Yet now, here it was again, blazing within this man's grasp. The realization shook him to his core.
Jason's cold voice cut through the void. "You want answers? Then withstand a single strike from me first."
The orb of power in his avatar's hand pulsed once, then exploded forward. Life and light merged into a single cataclysmic beam, tearing through the dimension.
The beam cut reality itself, unraveling space and ripping open fractures that stretched across infinity. The brilliance struck Dormammu's massive skull head-on.
The explosion was deafening, like the birth of a universe. The entire dimension trembled, ripped apart in the blast. Darkness was shredded, collapsing into nothingness. Even Dormammu's avatar, mighty as it was, could not endure.
He roared one last time. "Damnable insect! I will return! When I descend again, I will devour your world. I will make you suffer for eternity!"
The furious bellow echoed even as his form dissolved, annihilated by Jason's divine strike.
Jason's eyes gleamed coldly as he spoke, his voice carrying across the broken void. "I will be waiting. But no matter how many times you return, your fate will remain the same… obliteration."
The Divine Avatar loomed vast and magnificent, sacred energy flowing endlessly from its form. To the Ancient One, Jason no longer resembled a mere man. He was like a god-king, radiating majesty and dominion over existence itself.
Even she, the Sorcerer Supreme, felt a tremor of awe within her heart.
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