Scene: The Fractured Realm – "Nowhere"
No sky. No ground.Just floating thought.A world built of broken timelines, unsaid prayers, and forgotten possibilities.
Raze and Kaelira float — but don't fall.
A tree made of memories grows sideways.A broken moon screams silently in reverse.
"What is this place?""I think… it's the afterthought of creation."
They move forward — and find versions of themselves.Not evil. Not fake.Just… possible.
A version where Kaelira kills him.
A version where Raze becomes a god too early.
A version where they never met.
Kaelira grips his hand.
"Let's make sure we stay in the real one."
🌀 Scene: Eiro — Timeline Split
Reality can't contain him anymore.
Eiro breaks into two versions:
Eiro Prime – Cold, logical, pure Harbinger.
Eiro Echo – Emotionally fractured, human remnants intact.
They meet in the rewritten cathedral — and argue.
"You've grown weak.""You've forgotten why we started."
They raise hands — and both cast the same spell:Erase God
The world shudders.
But neither spell hits.
Because someone interfered.
🪞 Scene: The Mirrorless Rewriting Prophecy
Inside the Temple of Threaded Fate, scrolls tremble.The Mirrorless walks among them — ink bleeding from their steps.
They flip pages of destiny, then tear one in half.
"Prophecy said three Vessels."Rips it."Now it says none."
They write:
"Story unwritten. Outcome rejected. Final page: denied."
The ink glows.Every priest in the Temple forgets Raze's name.
Except one.
And he whispers:
"Then who... is the story about?"
⚖️ Scene: The Divine Ceasefire Summit
Ten gods. Nine devils. Three dragons.And one empty chair — for the True King.
None speak for a while.
Then the oldest god — Vaelis, the Voice of Beginning — speaks:
"They've broken the mirror.They've ignored the ending.They've rewritten origin."
A devil scoffs:
"So what now?"
"We stop fighting each other.""And we prepare… for them."
All gods agree:
Ceasefire enacted.Vessels are now priority threats.
🌒 Final Scene: Raze Creates a Law
Inside the Fractured Realm, Raze kneels.Void-Gauntlet glowing. Words etched into the air.
Kaelira watches him. Silent.
"This place has no rules.""So I'm making one."
He slams his hand into the nothingness.
A ripple spreads.
[LAW OF CHOICE — INSTALLED]
"No more fate.""No more prophecy.""From now on, we choose."
Everything around them bends.
And something wakes up.
"He's creating laws.""He's not a Vessel anymore…"
"He's a Threat-Class Origin."