The sky didn't.
It forgot to exist.
Something stepped through not from another realm, not from another story.
It came from nowhere narrative could reach.
couldn't see it.
Not because it was hidden.
Because it had never been described.
Nyx staggered back. I I can't feel its role.
Selene whispered, terrified It doesn't have one.
Aethern's human form tall, pale, eyes like starlit bark finally moved in front of me.
Kael, Aethern said quietly,
That thing exists outside all recorded possibility.
Good.
I wanted to test something.
The being spoke without sound.
YOU CANNOT DEFEAT WHAT WAS NEVER WRITTEN.
I didn't attack.
I didn't think.
I simply allowed the story to continue with me alive.
That was all.
The entity froze.
Not in time.
In relevance.
Its existence began to blur edges softening, definition collapsing.
Aethern gasped.
Roots of light burst understands their own.
I I can see it now they said.
Leaves of law unfolded behind them.
Aethern Evolution Triggered
No longer a passive Universe Tree
Now a Narrative Anchor
Can stabilize realities Kael passes through
Can witness unwritten beings
Nyx stared. The tree changed because of you.
I shook my head.
No It changed because the story had to keep up.
The unwritten being tried one last thing.
It attempted to become canon.
The attempt failed.
Not erased.
Not destroyed.
Simply
Never chosen.
A page turned somewhere far above reality.
And for the first time.
I felt something watching me carefully.
Not as an author.
But as something afraid.