Chapter 122 — "The Eye-Burning Balance… in a Place That Erases EVERYTHING"
When the Nameless Balance crossed the threshold of the Domain of Nothingness, the entire palace reacted like a living organism suddenly allergic to… purity.
The walls didn't tremble — they hesitated.
As if the universe itself was asking:
"Do we erase him? …Or pretend we didn't see anything?"
Because in the Domain of Nothingness, a single drop of World Oblivion is enough to enforce its absolute rule:
> Everything is erased. Everything is cast into oblivion.
Concepts, laws, stories, realities, existences.
All comes to an end.
Except Vael — and all that IS Vael.
Normally, any being entering here would vanish with a humiliating *schlip*, like a sketch dissolving in the rain.
But the Balance…
remained.
His white aura repelled the darkness, and every shadow tried to flee.
---
Death, stunned:
— Wait… why isn't he erased?! He should already be metaphysical dust!
…or wiped from existence! Or even from the end credits!
Nyxa jumped back:
— He's too pure.
The Nothingness can't even digest him… ugh. He's like a dish that's too clean. Just looking at him makes me nauseous.
Valt, panicked:
— Nihil said only Vael and his forms can survive here. SO WHY IS HE—?
Nihil, arms crossed, unimpressed:
— Because he's not a "someone."
He's an Absolute Concept.
You can't erase that so easily.
He paused.
— …Or maybe there's something else behind all this.
Nyxa threw her hands in the air:
— So we've got a glowing, anti-nothingness, undissolvable guy… in a place where everyone else dies instantly.
Great. We're doomed.
---
Meanwhile, Vael smiled as if everything was fine.
— Hey. Welcome to my place.
Ignore the walls if they try to erase you — it's just their way of saying hello.
The walls tried once more to nibble at the Balance's aura… to no effect.
Nameless Balance:
— This domain… tolerates no existence.
Vael:
— Exactly.
Here, whether you're a concept, a cosmic law, a story, a deity, an energy system…
Everything ends up forgotten.
Just like in my World Oblivion.
Except me.
And apparently, you… you're too bright to dissolve.
Congrats, I guess.
Nyxa leaned her head next to the Balance's, teasing:
— Admit it, I would've loved to see you glitch like the others.
But no, Mister Divine Light has to be special.
Death sighed:
— Could you be… an anomaly?
Some kind of… anti-Vael?
Nameless Balance tilted his head slightly.
— I am simply Balance.
The place where all things end…
and all things begin again.
---
The Domain reacted.
Darkness contracted around him, trying again and again to erase him.
Abyssal fissures formed, swallowing everything nearby.
But the Balance remained perfectly calm, as if watching a boring play.
Vael snapped his fingers.
— Hey! Easy.
He's my guest.
Immediately, the Domain calmed, obedient like a cosmic dog caught misbehaving.
The Balance observed.
— The Nothingness… actually listens to you?
Nyxa burst out laughing:
— You thought "Vael" was just a cool nickname?
He literally owns this place.
This isn't a domain — it's his living room.
Auto-disintegration edition.
---
The Nameless Balance let his aura shine — steady and unshaken.
— I didn't come to talk about your living room.
I came for you, Vael.
His light pulsed.
— My King ordered me to resolve the Aeternus problem…
and yours.
Vael raised a finger, mockingly shocked:
— Shall I remind you that I'm a pacifist?
I'm anti-violence.
Nyxa: — Oh sure. And I'm a ray of sunshine.
Stop lying, Vael. Even the Nothingness is embarrassed for you.
Vael rolled his eyes, tired.
His smile faded.
And something behind his multicolored eyes grew older.
Deeper.
More dangerous.
— Before we begin…
remember that in my Domain, no one — absolutely no one — can remain without being swallowed by Oblivion.
Except me…
or what comes from me.
His gaze locked with the Balance's.
— And if you're still standing, it's only because I decided to let you in.
The Nameless Balance endured a crushing pressure.
The entire Nothingness seemed to bend around him, testing his resilience.
But he responded simply, calmly:
— I didn't come to be allowed to stay.
He stepped forward.
— I came to see if you, Vael…
still deserve to be spared.
Chapter 123 – "When Vael Decides to Fight Fair (Just Kidding)"
Vael rose slowly from his throne.
His tied black hair began to float in the Nothingness, animated by a gravity that belonged only to him.
His multicolored eyes settled on the Nameless Balance.
— Alright… listen.
I'm going to beat you up without using my Presence, without the effect of my Domain, without the Abyssal World,
and WITHOUT my World Oblivion.
He crossed his arms.
— Just to keep things "fair."
Nyxa, pupils wide, shouted:
— Are you trying to humiliate him or what?!
Seriously, grandpa, that's messed up!
Vael raised a finger without even looking at her:
— You, hush.
Then he turned to Death.
— Sit on my throne. You're in charge of the palace until I get back.
Death, confused:
— Wait… me? Why—?
— Because if I put Nyxa in charge, she'll repaint the walls with fluorescent skulls.
And Nihil would pretend to think for thirty centuries.
So just stay there.
He tapped the armrest twice.
Death sat down, stiffer than a concept at the end of its cycle.
Nyxa muttered:
— No respect…
Vael replied without turning:
— Thank you.
---
The Nameless Balance struck first.
A white flash.
A soundless wave.
A movement that ignored motion.
He crossed the Void and struck Vael.
Vael simply raised his leg and—
Boom.
— Off you go.
The kick sent him flying through several layers of the Domain, like a cosmic projectile.
Vael sighed.
— Come on, get up. I'm waiting.
The Nameless Balance reappeared instantly in front of him, hands already glowing.
And he spammed attacks.
Dozens, hundreds, even thousands.
Attacks:
Causal Fracture – impacts that appeared before he even raised his hand
Zero Point – strikes without movement, without trajectory
Deterministic Slash – a cut that existed the moment he thought of striking
Fall of the Cosmic Thread – a blow that shattered causality around the target
Vael didn't move.
He let himself be hit.
Each attack crashed into him without making him budge an inch.
Valt, trembling in the back:
— He's tanking like we're throwing feathers at him!
Nihil replied:
— No.
He's analyzing.
---
The Balance intensified.
Suddenly, the air vibrated.
The attacks lost their cause.
They appeared directly on Vael — no launch, no gesture, nothing.
New attacks:
Ultimate Manifestation – a strike that exists without being created
Localized Paradox – an explosion with no source
Originless Impact – a blow that lands before the idea of striking
Causal Eclipse – a wave that erases the very concept of resistance
The Domain of Nothingness trembled.
For the first time in forever.
Nyxa stepped back:
— Damn… it's been a while since something made your living room shake, Vael.
Vael replied calmly:
— Hm. Interesting.
---
The ultimate weapon appeared.
The Nameless Balance materialized a white spear, sickeningly pure.
The Spear of Absolute Truth
A weapon capable of disintegrating even the Nothingness.
He brought it down in a single technique, a flash of perfect energy:
Technique: Judgment of the First Instinct
A strike so pure, so absolute, it cracked through dimensions.
The explosion was blinding.
White.
Pure.
Violent.
The entire Domain was swallowed by light.
---
And when the light faded…
Vael was blocking the attack.
With his arm.
No wound.
No visible damage.
He sighed:
— You hit hard, I'll give you that.
The Balance spun his spear.
He unleashed a flurry of rapid, precise, terrifyingly pure attacks.
Each strike made the Nothingness resonate.
Each impact made the walls of Oblivion tremble.
And Vael blocked them.
One by one.
Like swiping away notifications.
---
The chains appeared.
The Nameless Balance declared:
— Chains of Balance.
Luminous, indestructible chains erupted from the air and from causality itself.
They wrapped around Vael.
Restrained him.
And for the first time…
Vael opened his eyes slightly.
Surprised.
— Oh wow, alright.
The chains pulled, sealed, compressed his essence.
---
The sentence fell.
The Nameless Balance raised his spear and spoke in a calm voice:
— The end exists.
But after every end… comes renewal.
And you, Vael…
you will not escape that law.
He then proclaimed the final attack:
Return to Balance – Immutable Perfection
A phenomenal impact erupted.
A white explosion.
Silent.
But infinitely violent.
The Domain of Nothingness trembled.
The Realm of Origins itself vibrated.
Fissures of obliteration opened in the void.
Even Nyxa shivered:
— … uh… Vael? You alive?
Chapter 124 – "When Vael Decides to Breathe a Bit Harder Than Usual"
The explosion caused by Return to Balance – Immutable Perfection had left a monstrous breach in the Domain of Nothingness.
A cosmic fissure.
A chasm that should have swallowed laws, concepts, and anything resembling existence.
But in the middle of it all…
Vael was standing.
His body steamed slightly, like he had just stepped out of a hot shower.
No burns.
No damage.
Not even a speck of dust on his shoulder.
The chains of light still wrapped around him.
He looked at them…
then simply clenched his fists.
Crack.
The chains shattered like divine glass.
The Nameless Balance widened his eyes.
— He… he just nullified the concept of indestructibility with the raw force of his existence…
Vael cracked his neck, then smiled.
— Don't tell me that's all you've got.
If your daddy hopes to stop me with a prototype this… fragile, he's in for a long cry.
The Nameless Balance gritted his teeth.
He was about to respond, but Vael raised his hand.
He gently closed his fist.
The massive breach in the Domain of Nothingness sealed itself… like a crumpled sheet being flattened.
— It's annoying when my house starts falling apart, said Vael.
Try to be careful, yeah?
And before the Balance could react—
Vael vanished.
Then reappeared right in front of him, face nearly touching his.
— So? What else do you want to show me?
The Nameless Balance was sent flying backward: Vael had just punched him in the stomach.
Boom.
The Domain of Nothingness trembled.
Waves of obliteration rippled up the walls.
The Balance slid across the ground, coughing up a jet of light — his blood.
— Even… your regular punches… threaten my existence…
It's… it's almost exciting…
Vael raised an eyebrow.
— "Exciting"? Hey, you're moving too fast in this relationship.
Nyxa shouted from the throne:
— HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU, GET LOST YOU HYDROGEN LAMP!
---
The Nameless Balance finally reveals his true power
He stood up, a wild light in his eyes.
— Very well, Vael. I'll show you… the powers Father entrusted to me.
He raised his hand.
His spear twisted, reshaped, recomposed.
A sword appeared.
White.
Pure.
But with a shadow inside, like the future after an ending.
Name of the sword:
Aeternum Novaris – The Rebirth After the End
A weapon born from the logic of the Architects:
every end brings renewal.
Every destruction brings a new beginning.
An inevitable cycle.
Vael looked at the blade.
— Stylish. Too clean. Looks like if I touch it, I'll break out in hives.
The Balance lunged.
Technique 1:
Ray of Primordial Renewal
A slicing beam of light.
Not a ray.
Not a laser.
A boundary between two realities.
It literally split the Domain of Nothingness in two.
Vael simply tilted his head to the side, dodging effortlessly.
— Cute.
The Balance followed up:
Technique 2:
Triptych of Beginnings – Alpha, Neogenesis, Rebirth
Three strikes.
Three impacts.
Three instant renewals.
Each blow rewrote the reality it touched.
Vael dodged with his hands in his pockets.
No gestures.
Just walking like a guy on a casual stroll.
Nyxa screamed:
— STOP SHOWING OFF, YOU DIVINE BOOMER!
Vael smiled without replying.
Technique 3:
Principium Perfectus – The First Balance
A strike that restores causality around the target, making evasion impossible.
Normally.
Vael vanished.
Then reappeared behind him.
— You said "impossible"? Bad choice of word.
---
The causeless strikes arrive
Suddenly, attacks with no origin, no movement, not even thought, struck Vael.
The infamous ante-causal strikes.
Technique 4:
Inexorable Blows of the Originless
Each impact appeared before Vael could dodge.
And yet…
He dodged them anyway.
A smile on his face.
— Now that's more like it. Keep going. I'm enjoying this.
The Nameless Balance grew serious.
— Very well… you asked for it.
Gigantic hands of light and shadow emerged around Vael.
They encircled him, closing in to crush even his existence.
Technique 5:
Manus Aeterna – The Prison of Ends and Beginnings
The hands tightened.
They crushed reality around Vael.
They twisted the Nothingness.
They even distorted its colors.
And the Balance, raising his sword, unleashed his most dangerous technique.
Ultimate Technique:
Total Reset – The Absolute Cycle
An attack designed to:
erase the existence of a target,
restore balance,
and restart the very concept of "presence."
A devastating explosion began to form.
Nihil murmured:
— Oh. We're gonna lose the house. Again.
Nyxa was already hiding behind the throne:
— VAEL, IF YOU DIE, I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!
Chapter 125 – Even Chaos Has a Headache
Death was still slouched on the throne, looking like he was supervising a construction site he never signed up for.
Nyxa, meanwhile, was fully hidden behind it, holding the Domain of Nothingness together with her presence as if trying to keep the house from collapsing during a hurricane.
Nihil sighed:
— Vael… stop playing with him. He's going to end up damaging the house.
Valt shrugged with a wicked grin:
— Let him play. Death's the one who'll fix it anyway.
Death raised his head, exasperated:
— I'm not your handyman.
Suddenly, an explosion erupted, and Nyxa instantly formed multi-layered dimensional barriers to protect everyone.
Then Vael, with a casual flick of his hand, made the attack vanish like a badly written memory.
His multicolored eyes gleamed, and a terrifying smile stretched across his face.
— I'm disappointed. Looks like my toy isn't working anymore… I'll have to break it.
The Nameless Balance widened his eyes.
In an instant, Vael appeared before him and kicked.
The Balance ducked to dodge… he dodged, but the kick still landed.
Vael chuckled:
— A dodge? You think I'm bound by logic? I can kick left and hit right.
Then he exhaled, almost bored:
— I think I've played enough with you.
The Nameless Balance, still slowing mid-air, was suddenly assaulted by strikes from all directions — blows without cause, without meaning, without origin… even though Vael hadn't moved an inch.
— I have to dodge these… even his normal hits can annihilate existence… the Balance groaned.
Vael extended his hand.
An irresistible force pulled the Balance toward him.
He grabbed him by the throat.
— I'm disappointed. King Aeternus could've given you more power… the abilities of the Architect of Narratives… or even the Architect of the End.
In the end, he gave you overpowered gifts, sure… but ones designed solely to be my perfect counter.
He tightened his grip slightly:
— But tell him to carve this into his mind: nothing and no one can even hope to stand against me.
He hurled him away.
The Balance rose, trembling, fractured, but his gaze still burning:
— That's what you think. Know this — even if I disappear… I won't vanish without taking you with me.
Vael raised an eyebrow:
— Take a break. You're starting to sound delusional.
A massive aura burst from the Nameless Balance.
— You're wrong, Vael… I'm perfectly lucid. And my goal is to make you pay for your past offenses.
Vael smiled, hands in his pockets:
— You're wrong… even if the plot favors you, you wouldn't stand a chance against me.
The Balance lifted his face.
His aura was unraveling like a universe burning in reverse.
— I'm ending this… AAAAAH!
He charged.
Vael blinked:
— What's he planning? According to his logic, even if he dies, he'd eliminate me?
He raised his hands.
— He's losing it.
The Balance vanished, then reappeared in front of Vael, unleashing a strike meant to erase seven layers of reality.
Bam.
Vael blocked the blow with one hand, the other still in his pocket.
— Oh, that's impressive, he admitted, almost proud.
— I'M NOT DONE!
And the Balance unleashed his full arsenal.
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The Nine Primordial Techniques
Fracture of the First Concept – a slash that severs the very notion of cause
Judgment Balance – two spheres compressing everything they touch
Zenith of Absolute Harmonization – a wave that forces all things to become "equal"
Entropic Reversal – a strike that flips the direction of destiny
Inverted Paradox – an attack that occurs before it's launched
Remanence of the Whole – a copy of himself striking from every angle
Bilateral Grip of Extremes – two giant hands emerging from the void
Shroud of Equalization – a cloak of light that suffocates all imbalance
Final Equinox – a flood of light delivering a cosmic verdict
All these attacks surged toward Vael without giving him a moment's rest.
And despite all that…
Vael dodged with his hands in his pockets, wearing the most insolent smile imaginable.
Nyxa, floating behind the throne:
— Don't tell me he's actually going to beat him…
Nihil, without lifting his head:
— Don't panic. When Vael smiles like that, it's bad… but for the other guy.
Valt sipped a glass of light like it was lemonade:
— I give the Balance three rounds before he's out.
---
The Balance gathered everything.
His form became unstable, his concept burning.
He vibrated like a living supernova.
He raised his hand.
— ALPHA-ZERO OF DESTINY!!
And everything exploded.
Not a normal explosion.
A forbidden one.
The Domain of Nothingness trembled.
The Realm of Origins too.
The Primordial Void clenched.
Even a corner of Zero-Time gave a sideways glance.
Death sat up:
— … Okay. That's excessive.
Vael was engulfed by conceptual light, swallowed by a force determined to balance his existence.
The nothingness screamed.
Valt chuckled:
— Relax. He's probably chatting with the explosion. It's already regretting being born.
The light faded.
Silence.
Smoke.
Melted concepts.
And at the center…
Vael.
Standing.
Hands still in his pockets.
He tilted his head:
— That's it?
All those lights… and all those dramatic names?
The Balance felt his soul begin to uninstall itself.
Vael sighed, almost sad:
— It pains me to say this… but you're boring me.