The world trembled.
Avarion, the God of Wrath, had returned.
The air around him distorted, reality warping under the sheer pressure of his presence.
The sky burned crimson, and the ground beneath his feet cracked and melted.
Kaelen, floating above the battlefield, stared in horror.
He had faced gods before.
He had defeated demons, monsters, even sentient spaghetti.
But this?
This was different.
Step One: The First Strike
Avarion raised his cursed greatsword, and the mountains behind him split apart with a single swing.
A shockwave of black fire erupted from his blade, racing toward the kingdom with unstoppable force.
Kaelen barely had time to react.
He threw out both hands, summoning a barrier of golden light.
The flames struck—and the world shook.
Kaelen gritted his teeth as the impact drove him back, his feet dragging trenches into the stone walls of his castle.
The entire kingdom trembled under the force of the attack.
Lyria gasped. "He just cut a mountain in half."
Umbra whispered, "That… wasn't even his full power."
Thorne tightened his grip on his sword. "We are so screwed."
Kaelen ignored them.
His divine aura ignited, golden energy surging through his veins.
He lifted his hand—and the sky split apart, sending down a torrent of divine lightning toward Avarion.
BOOM.
The impact shook the heavens.
Smoke and dust billowed into the air.
For a moment, there was silence.
Then—
Avarion walked out of the smoke, completely unharmed.
He grinned.
"IS THAT ALL, GOD-KING?"
Kaelen's blood ran cold.
Step Two: Wrath Unleashed
Avarion vanished—moving faster than Kaelen's eyes could track.
CRACK.
Kaelen barely raised his arms before Avarion appeared in front of him, driving a burning fist into his chest.
The force launched Kaelen through five mountains.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
Kaelen crashed into the ground, carving a mile-long trench into the earth.
He coughed blood.
Lyria screamed, "KAELEN!"
Avarion hovered above him, looking amused.
"PATHETIC."
Kaelen growled.
Golden energy flared to life around him.
He vanished—reappearing behind Avarion, fist glowing with divine power.
He punched forward—a shockwave of pure force ripping through the battlefield.
BOOM.
Avarion caught Kaelen's fist with one hand.
With no effort at all.
Kaelen's eyes widened.
Avarion squeezed, and Kaelen felt his bones crack.
Then Avarion slammed him into the ground so hard, the entire kingdom felt it.
Step Three: The True Fear of Wrath
Kaelen struggled to stand, divine power surging to heal his wounds.
But Avarion was already above him, raising his greatsword.
The blade glowed with black fire, an energy so ancient, so primordial, it made even Kaelen's godly essence recoil.
Avarion's voice was like thunder breaking the world apart:
"I AM NOT LIKE THE OTHERS YOU HAVE FOUGHT."
Kaelen gritted his teeth.
Avarion brought down his blade.
Kaelen crossed his arms, summoning a barrier of divine light.
The two forces collided.
BOOOOOOOM.
The continent cracked.
Oceans shifted.
Reality wavered.
For the first time in his life, Kaelen felt something he had never felt before.
Fear.
Avarion grinned.
"YOU ARE WEAK, GOD-KING."
Kaelen stared up at him, body aching, mind racing.
This wasn't just a battle.