The Temple of Eternity shook as the three Gods descended from their thrones. The air became heavy enough to crush mountains.
"Enough talk," Vathar, the God of War, roared. He summoned the World-Breaker Greataxe, its blade glowing with the heat of a billion suns. He swung it with a force that split the clouds of the mortal realm below. The shockwave hit Silus like a physical wall, but Silus didn't move. He caught the massive axe blade with two fingers.
"Is this the 'War' you're so proud of?" Silus whispered. He twisted his hand, and the divine metal screamed as Silus snapped the axe head off like a piece of dry wood.
"Now!" Vathar yelled.
Themis, the Goddess of Justice, struck her Scales of Retribution into the floor. "GRAVITY OF THE GUILTY!" she shrieked. Suddenly, Silus's weight multiplied by a million. The floor beneath him shattered as he was forced to his knees. "Feel the weight of every soul you've erased, Silus! Sink into the earth!"
As Silus was pinned, Moirai, the God of Fate, blurred forward with the Needle of Time. He drove the silver rapier straight into Silus's heart. "CHRONO-ERASURE!" Moirai hissed. "I am deleting the last ten years of your existence! You will return to the womb and vanish!"
The three Gods smiled. They had him. Justice held him down, Fate erased his past, and War prepared a final, soul-destroying punch.
But then, the laughter started. A low, vibrating hum that turned into a roar.
"My turn," Silus's voice echoed, coming from everywhere and nowhere.
The golden chains turned black. The silver needle in his chest began to melt into a dark liquid. Silus stood up, ignoring the million-ton gravity as if it were a light breeze. "VOID FORM: ZERO POINT."
Silus's body didn't just change; it became a hole in the universe. He was no longer a man; he was a human-shaped galaxy of swirling black and gold.
He moved so fast that Time couldn't track him. He appeared in front of Themis first. He didn't use a sword. He grabbed her Scales and crushed them into dust. "Justice is for the weak," he said, before punching her through the temple walls, through the clouds, and straight into the moon, which shattered upon her impact.
Next was Vathar. The God of War tried to punch him with a fist of pure fire. Silus simply breathed. A wave of Void energy stripped the armor from Vathar's body and turned his divine flesh into gray ash. The God of War fell, screaming as he realized he was being forgotten by the very world he helped create.
Finally, Silus turned to Moirai. The God of Fate tried to rewrite the book, his hands shaking. "It... it says you die! The book says I win!"
Silus grabbed the God by the throat, lifting him off the ground. He leaned in close, his eyes two endless pits of darkness. "The book is out of print, Moirai. From now on, I'm the one holding the pen."
Silus closed his fist. "DARK PINNACLE: UNIVERSAL END."
A sphere of absolute darkness expanded from Silus's hand, swallowing the Temple, the Gods, and the entire Celestial Realm. For a moment, there was no sound. No light. No Heaven. Just Silus, standing in the center of a beautiful, terrifying nothingness. The Trinity was gone. Not dead—erased.
Silus looked at his hands, which were beginning to glow with a new, white light. The "Supreme Being" was appearing before him, the stars themselves forming its face.
"You have cleared the board, Silus," the Being spoke. "The old world is dead. Now... tell me. What is your heart's true desire to do now?"