The sky split in two.
There was no explosion, no apocalyptic scream; only reality itself quietly cracked. People were still walking in the streets, but none of them had the strength to look up. This fissure wasn't perceived with eyes—it was felt with the presence of being.
Suko stood at the center of the void.
Time didn't touch him.
Millions of creatures emerged from different layers. Some crawled out from the darkness, some seemed to be made of color glitches, and some existed purely through thought. They were all remnants no parallel universe could control anymore.
Suko muttered to himself:
"So much chaos… it wasn't necessary."
He simply blinked.
In that single blink, all the creatures were not just killed—they were erased from the ledger of existence. Their pasts, memories, cause-and-effect chains were completely gone. The universes reorganized as if they had never been born. The void returned to calm.
But that wasn't enough.
Suko began to think.
And his thought equaled creation.
As an idea was born, new galaxies ignited. Space bent according to the blueprint in his mind. The human world, neon cities, fantastical kingdoms, anime universes… all reshaped simultaneously.
Suko's power was limitless.
He created concepts; he birthed ideas even our imagination couldn't conceive. Absurdity, infinity, impossibility—he turned them into the laws of physics.
Then…
He unleashed all his power for ten seconds.
Reality could not withstand it.
The bodies of universes began to collapse. Time shattered. Cause-and-effect chains broke. All dimensions stacked atop one another, and existences merged into each other's memories.
Everything began to vanish.
Suko watched from the center of the fissure.
"This… is too much."
He pushed his power to 100%.
A single motion…
And every shattered universe reassembled.
Anime, manga, novels, the human world, all layers of imagined beings… everything was woven back stronger than before. Time reset, but the fissure remained.
Because now, whether anyone knew it or not:
The universes depended on a single mind.
Suko turned and walked into the fissure.
"One day, it will open again."
And his existence was erased from every reality at once.
The sky closed.
People lifted their heads.
But it was as if nothing had happened.