The entire hangar was already falling apart.
Metal beams shook.Alarms blared.The floor cracked open like dry earth.
And at the center of the destruction stood Rey—twelve years old, crying, screaming, glowing with a power that did not belong in a human body.
His double voice roared through the collapsing room:
"I WILL MAKE YOU PAAAAAAAAAAY!!!"
A shockwave erupted from his chest.
Avalon soldiers were thrown into the air like dead leaves.Eclipse infiltrators slammed into crates, coughing blood.Machines ripped free from their cables and crashed down in sparks.
His mother, Aurora, screamed from where she was tied, tears running down her shaking face.
"REY! MY BABY—PLEASE STOP! PLEASE!"
Zen crawled across the ground, dragging his broken body through spilled tools and burning wires.
"Rey… stop… it's not your fault… please…"
But Rey couldn't hear anything.
He couldn't even hear himself.
He cried harder, screamed harder, grabbing his head as blinding light poured from his eyes.
The Ring had taken over.
Weapons materialized around him in a storm—shattered blades, floating daggers, fossil shards glowing like embers, spears of pure white energy vibrating with unstable power.
He threw them without meaning to.
Every flinch created an explosion.
Every tear sent a shockwave.
Every scream made the air rip apart.
Vharis, Avalon's chief engineer, collapsed behind a crate, trembling uncontrollably.
"This… this is not possible… he's tearing space… he's splitting matter…Aydren… what DID YOU CREATE?!"
On the opposite side of the hangar, Ilpizo of Eclipse hid behind a pillar, watching in horror.
"This is not a weapon… this is extinction…"
Another explosion rocked the hangar.
A group of Avalon agents fired stun rounds in desperation.
One bolt struck Rey.
He froze.
Then slowly… turned toward the soldier who shot him.
His glowing eyes flickered like dying stars.
His double voice whispered:
"…you hurt me…"
A blinding beam of light shot from Rey's chest, followed by a violent lightning surge that blasted the soldier across the hangar. He hit the wall so hard the metal caved inward.
Silence.
No one dared move.
Then—
A laugh broke the stillness.
Keven pushed himself to his feet, wiping blood from his mouth, eyes wild with awe.
"Hahahaha… HAHAHAHAHAH!!This pressure… this chaos… this IS IT!AYDREN'S POWER!!!"
He took a step forward, grinning like a man witnessing the birth of a god.
"You really ARE his son… I knew it… I KNEW IT!Aydren was the only human I ever respected—AND YOU—YOU ARE HIS LEGACY!"
He opened his arms, fearless.
"Come here, kid… you will be my new idol—!"
But Rey's eyes weren't looking at Keven.
They were locked on Zen.
His brother…bloody…broken…barely able to lift his head…
The sight shattered something inside Rey.
His body tensed.His breathing stopped.The Ring pulsed like a war drum.
Rey screamed, voice breaking into pure agony:
"HOW DARE YOU HURT MY BROTHER!!!!!"
The world folded.
Rey vanished—
And appeared in front of Keven in a blink.
Not speed.Not teleportation.Just instinct collapsing space around his movement.
Rey's kick was wild, clumsy, desperate—the kick of a child who never trained, never fought, never learned.
But the Ring amplified it into something godlike.
The impact shook the entire hangar.
Keven's ribs snapped like glass.Blood exploded from his mouth.His eyes rolled white as he flew backward, smashing through a steel support beam and collapsing in a heap.
Ilpizo screamed in terror.
ilpizo whispered:
"No… Eclipse cannot fight this… no army can…"
Rey stood trembling… staring at his own leg in horror… tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I… didn't want to… I didn't want to hurt anyone…"
His glow flickered.
The weapons around him dissolved into dust.The storm of light faded.The air calmed.
Rey swayed, too weak to stand.
He whispered with a breaking voice:
"Zen… Mom… I'm sorry…"
Then he collapsed face-first onto the ground, unconscious.
Zen screamed his brother's name.
Aurora cried until her voice shattered.
Around them, the entire hangar—the armies of Avalon and Eclipse, the machines, the weapons, the steel walls—lay ruined by a single child…
A boy who never wanted to fight.