Zarion entered the Abyssal Rift a place where space itself twisted and reality cracked He could feel energies older than creation clawing at his mind and body Kaelara stayed close her presence steadying him The rift pulsed with raw destructive potential feeding on fear and doubt Shadows of lost entities surged toward him their forms shifting with incomprehensible energy Zarion extended his aura expanding it across light years drawing power from dying stars and collapsing worlds His first attacks unleashed gravitational pulses that tore through the shadows yet they adapted absorbing fragments of his energy and striking back with devastating force He realized brute strength alone would not win and began to manipulate the rift itself bending the chaotic energy to flow with his will Streams of dark energy twisted into extensions of his own aura creating a swirling storm of light and shadow The shadows shrieked as he absorbed their essence increasing his strength his mind his senses His aura now stretched across dimensions rippling with cosmic force He struck with concentrated bursts that shattered fragments of reality and the rift became a conduit amplifying his power exponentially By the end Zarion stood at the center of the Abyssal Rift a being whose presence warped space and time around him feeling the first taste of true omnipotent potential
