The battlefield had already surpassed the limits of reality.
Broken moons floated like debris.
Fragments of dead Absolutes drifted through the void.
The remains of Agoth's shattered dominion spread across space like a dying galaxy.
And in the center of it all—
Two figures vanished.
Ashura Bellet.
And the one called Veldoza.
The Bearer of Chaos.
For everyone else watching…
They were simply gone.
Not because they had left.
But because their speed had exceeded what reality itself could narrate.
Even space struggled to register their movements.
Even time lagged behind their actions.
To observers like Armageddon, Agoth, and the Eight Sovereigns, it was as if the two had momentarily disappeared from existence itself.
Then—
They returned.
Their blades collided again.
Kuroha.
And raw Chaos energy condensed into a weapon in Veldoza's hand.
The moment they struck—
Silence spread.
Then the shockwave expanded.
Not through a planet.
Not through a galaxy.
Through existence itself.
Far away—
In a distant universe under Agoth's control.
A universe dominated by monstrous lifeforms that devoured entire solar systems—
The sky suddenly cracked.
Mountains shattered.
Stars imploded.
And within seconds…
That entire universe collapsed into nothing.
Erased by the shockwave of a single clash.
Back on the battlefield—
Eight figures appeared.
One by one, eight powerful beings emerged from golden portals.
The Eight Sovereigns.
Silas.
Julius.
Bronx.
And the other rulers once enslaved by the Absolutes.
They had come.
But not to fight.
They simply stood in the void watching.
Witnessing a battle that surpassed their comprehension.
Agoth saw them immediately.
His eyes lit with sudden hope.
"Sovereigns!"
His voice roared across the battlefield.
"Now is your chance!"
He pointed at Ashura.
"Attack him from behind!"
But before any of them could react—
A voice echoed.
Cold.
Absolute.
"Do not move."
Armageddon stood up from his throne of corpses.
Golden blood dripped from the pile of dead Absolutes beneath him.
His sword rested in his hand.
Black lightning crawled across his armor.
He looked directly at Agoth.
Then at the Sovereigns.
"Any action aimed at my liege…"
His voice dropped.
"…will result in your death."
The threat wasn't dramatic.
It wasn't emotional.
It was simply fact.
The Sovereigns exchanged glances.
Then—
Silas stepped forward.
He looked toward the distant clash between Ashura and Veldoza.
Then shook his head.
"I have no intention of making Ashura my enemy."
His voice was calm.
"And he is not evil."
The others nodded.
Julius crossed his arms.
"We watched him fight."
Another Sovereign spoke.
"He freed us from the Absolutes' chains."
One by one, the eight Sovereigns sided with silence rather than betrayal.
Agoth's face twisted with rage.
"You fools!"
Golden light exploded from his body.
"If you will not obey—"
His embodiment erupted again.
The Embodiment of the First Divine Light.
"Then I will erase all of you!"
He attacked.
And instantly—
A war began.
Armageddon stepped forward.
Eight Sovereigns moved with him.
Nine powerful beings against the final Absolute.
Agoth.
Far above that battle—
Ashura and Veldoza clashed again.
This time the impact shattered an entire dimension like glass.
Fragments of broken reality drifted like snow.
Veldoza landed lightly on a floating rock.
Then removed his yellow coat.
He tossed it aside.
The coat dissolved into chaos energy.
Veldoza looked at Ashura carefully.
"I don't sense evil in you."
Ashura summoned Kuroha again.
The blade hummed with Black Light.
"Evil isn't in you either."
They smiled.
Then attacked.
The next clash tore open another dimension.
This time—
Both of them were laughing.
Veldoza spoke mid-battle.
"Name."
Ashura blocked another strike.
"Ashura Bellet."
Their weapons collided again.
"Sovereign of Black Light."
Veldoza's grin widened.
"Well then…"
Chaos energy erupted from his body.
"…allow me to introduce myself properly."
The void trembled.
"I am Veldoza."
His aura exploded outward like a cosmic storm.
"Bearer of Chaos."
"One of the Oldest."
They charged again.
This time—
Neither held back.
Ashura released the full authority of Black Light.
Veldoza released the complete power of Chaos.
Two primordial authorities collided.
Chaos.
An authority representing the absolute end of systems, second only to Black Light.
An energy that existed across Veldoza's entire reality.
Across his universe.
Across his worlds.
Across his laws.
Across everything that defined existence there.
But Black Light—
Was higher.
Ashura's authority governed finality itself.
The true end.
The conclusion of all cycles.
They fought.
At speeds that tore apart spacetime.
Each strike capable of erasing universes.
Both of them taking damage.
Both of them healing instantly.
Ashura's body regenerated.
Veldoza's chaos reconstructed him.
For a time—
They were evenly matched.
But slowly…
Ashura began overwhelming him.
Not because he was simply stronger.
But because Ashura had no final limit.
His power constantly grew.
Across the omniverse.
Across realities.
Across every system that existed.
Even when doing nothing—
Ashura became stronger.
Veldoza noticed.
And started laughing.
"HAHA!"
He wiped blood from his mouth.
"This is insane!"
Ashura laughed too.
Eventually—
Ashura stopped attacking.
Veldoza did the same.
Both landed on a nearby moon.
Ashura sat down.
Kuroha resting beside him.
Veldoza sat across from him.
They looked like two warriors resting after a good spar.
Veldoza spoke first.
"My reality could use someone like you."
He looked up at the stars.
"We're constantly at war."
"Creatures there can destroy a Hypoverse."
"A universe made of universes."
Ashura smiled slightly.
"Maybe someday."
He stood up.
"But not right now."
Veldoza nodded.
Then he created a small golden orb.
He tossed it to Ashura.
"Imbue a little energy into it."
"It will open a portal to my reality."
Ashura caught it.
Veldoza stepped backward.
A chaos portal opened.
"Until next time."
Then he disappeared.
Ashura looked down.
Below—
The battle had reached its end.
Armageddon.
And the Eight Sovereigns.
Standing around a fallen Agoth.
The leader of the Absolutes had finally been defeated.
His body dissolved slowly into fading First Light.
The war—
Was over.
Ashura descended from the sky.
Armageddon immediately knelt.
"My sovereign."
He lowered his head.
"I will always be surprised when it comes to you."
Ashura chuckled.
"It's all good, Armageddon."
Then he looked toward the Eight Sovereigns.
Silas stepped forward.
Ashura spoke calmly.
"You made the right choice."
He gestured to the universe around them.
"You are free now."
"Grow stronger."
"Explore."
"Gain experience."
His eyes gleamed slightly.
"And remember."
"There is always a mountain higher."
The Sovereigns bowed.
"Thank you…"
Silas spoke for all of them.
"…Sovereign of Black Light."
They vanished.
Each returning to their own path.
A black portal opened in front of Ashura.
He and Armageddon stepped through.
They appeared inside the Palace of Twelve Shadows.
Ashura walked forward calmly.
Then sat down upon his throne.
The throne connected to the twelve dominions.
The center of Black Light authority.
Peace had returned.
For now.
Earth-10 — Twelve Years Later
A voice echoed across the world.
Twelve years had passed since portals began appearing.
What once caused panic had now become normal.
Humanity adapted.
And evolved.
Those who conquered portals became known as Conquerors.
Their ranks were:
Beginner
Novice
Veteran
Master
Grandmaster
King
Chosen
God's Knight
Imperial
Emperor
Power determined survival.
Strength determined status.
And monsters never stopped coming.
The Bellet Mansion -
Inside a quiet kitchen—
A woman stood cooking.
Her hair was tall and white.
Her silver eyes glowed with irritation.
Lysera Bellet sighed.
"Luciferus!"
She shouted toward the ceiling.
"Stop floating around and come eat!"
Then she looked out the window.
"Serenity!"
Her eye twitched.
"Get off that tree!"
She sighed deeply.
"There are troublesome kids and then there are you guys…"
She snapped her fingers.
Two flashes appeared in the kitchen.
Two teenagers dropped onto the floor.
Luciferus groaned.
"Hey! No fair mom!"
"I was on my way!"
Serenity crossed her arms.
"I was just taking down the neighbor's cat."
Lysera smacked both of them on the head instantly.
"Lies."
She pointed to the table.
"Sit."
"Eat."
"Before I put my hands on you again."
They immediately obeyed.
"Sorry mom…"
They sat down.
Lysera joined them.
Then she spoke casually.
"Tomorrow is the entrance exam for Star Martial Academy."
She looked at both of them.
"I want you there."
"Make friends."
"Build a reputation."
"Make a name for yourselves."
Luciferus grinned.
He looked at his sister.
They slapped a high five.
"Let's go make a name for ourselves."
He laughed.
"We're seventeen now!"
Serenity smirked.
"Bet."
And somewhere far beyond Earth—
Ashura Bellet sat on his throne.
Watching.
Smiling slightly.
Because the next generation…
Had finally arrived.