This was True Destruction — the Primordial Ender of all things — the Final Point of Existence and Nonexistence.
Grimhild released its essence in full.
Her magical power may have affected all of Halvrendor, but that was only her mana.
Beyond mana, and even aether itself, was her True Destruction. It was crumbling virtually everything. Dualities fell apart, laws twisted in on themselves, and the concepts of the world could only wash away, leaving nothing left of them.
Lilith stood face to face with the Primordial Ender, wide-eyed in complete shock, but even with the Atamon in front of her, she wouldn't give up so easily.
Erecting a multi-layered magic circle, she utilized the strongest of Spirit Magic. Taking time to set up this spell, countless magical symbols fluttered around the blueprint until it was finally complete.
"Perish from the Light of the At'ama! Sulviosis!"
Thus, a blast of golden light shot forth, erasing all things around it from the past, present, and future across the Physical World. The entire castle had even been wiped away, vanished from the currents of time as if it had never existed with small debris cluttering the ground.
But to her surprise, Grimhild remained standing, unfazed by the attack.
"What?!" She widened her eyes. "Surviving Sulviosis without protection? That's impossible!"
Grimhild didn't move—she only stared before flinging her arm to the side and casting Vrunemir away.
"Gaaaahhhh!"
Lilith couldn't comprehend her enemy any longer; she was way out of her league. With a force of power so overwhelming, Vrunemir could feel his bones crumble beneath his flesh.
"I must heal!" Lilith tried to cast healing magic, but the moment her magic circle came into being, it vanished. "What?!"
Grimhild was the cause of this.
No longer was she the same loving and stoic witch from before. She was something else far more sinister to the likes of the Garden itself.
She was in a state known as the Endpoint.
Any damage Grimhild causes to the world does not heal or ever come back. It's erased permanently, and sent into the finale; which was her.
"A-Again! Sulion!" Lilith once again tried to heal herself with another spell, but that spell also vanished.
It was removed and brought to the endpoint. In fact, Sulion has never existed in the first place; nobody ever knew of such a spell, even Lilith herself, despite casting it a second ago.
It was wiped away from all memories.
Lilith widened her eyes, forgetting what she had done a second ago. She didn't even know she tried using healing magic.
The spells she used were wiped away from causality. History, magical origins, and the script of the world that contained, and also mentioned the spell, Sulion, were all eradicated and brought to its end.
Grimhild merely walked forward as her pure white eyes sent shivers down Vrunemir's body.
"T-This isn't possible! Master Merlin, she is too powerful!" Lilith reached out to her master within the Bifrost, using Rezeck, a telepathy spell, to gain their attention.
"Lilith, you must escape at once! Return to me, there is a change of plans!"
Merlin replied to her spirit, but before any further communication could be done, Rezeck vanished.
It suffered the same fate as Sulion, thus, their communication never even happened, nor did Lilith ever think about contacting Merlin.
She was left to suffer at the hands of Grimhild Yorgana.
"I must escape!"
Using Flonta, a flying spell, she attempted to get away, but that spell also vanished.
"Guwaagh!" Lilith fell, slamming into the ground beneath her. "W-What was I doing in the sky?" She questioned everything.
Why was she flying a second ago? There isn't any magic that allows people to fly. That was impossible.
"S-Stay away!!" Lilith turned around to face Grimhild, crawling backwards.
Grimhild will always stand at the end of all things. That was her nature. That was True Destruction.
Halvrendor, Silvahein, Arudel, and even Hortus were subject to the Endpoint. No matter how hard her enemies try to resist, they will still meet their End.
Gain infinite magical resistances, and those resistances will meet their End. Overcome the End, and the concept of "Overcoming" will even meet its End. Defend against the End, and the Concept of Defending is even washed away.
No matter how hard her enemies tried to resist, she remained at the final point of it all.
She merely walked—and reality peeled away with each step.
The stone beneath her feet cracked and unraveled.
No longer matter, no longer time, and no longer memory.
The castle's shattered remnants, the sky overhead, the mountains beyond the horizon; none of them could hold their shape in her presence.
"No... no, please—!" Lilith's voice shattered into a panicked scream.
Her pride, cruelty, and divinity as an Alufray Spirit dissolved under the weight of something that could not be reasoned with, bargained with, or defied.
"Stop… just stop!!" She shrieked in Vrunemir's body, clutching her head as her thoughts fell apart mid-formation. "Please! I didn't mean to—!"
She couldn't even finish the sentence.
Because the concept of meaning was gone.
The language she used, the words she thought, were eaten.
The wind stopped. The stars dimmed.
And Lilith, once a high spirit who carved the principles of Evil into the world, was now crawling backward like an insect whose legs forgot how to move.
She looked up, one last time, into Grimhild's eyes.
Everything was falling apart.
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"Why… why do I exist?" A villager in Loreanzus suddenly dropped his weapon. "What's the purpose of life?"
Grimhild destroyed the meaning of purpose and the meaning of "meaning" itself.
Then came reason.
Then came emotions.
Then came ideas and magic.
Everything was crumbling, unable to be brought back.
All of reality was about to perish.
Galaxies started to die out and explode.
Countless newborn spheres in the Halvrendor started to implode, and billions, if not trillions, were at risk of death.
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Back at Camelot's castle, deep within a dungeon cell, King Arthur and Scarlet remained trapped in the Cocoon of Darkness.
The King of Camelot was sitting on the floor with Excalibur jabbed into the ground, staring at the jester across from him.
Scarlet seemed to be the angriest one of them all.
"As long as I remain everywhere and nowhere, this spell will never break, O' Mighty King! I'm in Dracula's Castle, I'm in the At'ama, I'm in other timelines! Kehahaha! I'm everywhere, but nowhere! You will belong here!"
"How long has it been? Days?" Arthur stared at the ground in shame. "I have yet to break free from this cocoon… Camelot needs me!"
Cielero grinned.
"Camelot will soon be brought into chaos with the rest of the world, so do not fret, O' Mighty King! Everyone will get the chance to be one with Disorder!"
Arthur gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
He remembered Cielero's words; he could break free from the cocoon of darkness, but in return, Excalibur would be sealed away.
While it could be a lie—to King Arthur—it wasn't worth taking that chance.
"My lord! We must take our chance! We must escape!" Scarlet tried speaking some sense into her King, but his willpower wavered.
He couldn't risk losing the blade that saved this world.
"I understand that Scarlet, but…" Arthur gritted his teeth. "Dracula is no ordinary man! If I risk breaking out of here and lose Excalibur, then I can no longer protect this world."
"Yes, that's right. Sit here until my Lord finishes his All Chaos Plan! You're smarter than you look, O' Mighty King!"
Cielero grinned, cackling at the shame on Arthur's face, but seemingly out of nowhere, he widened his eyes
"W-What the hell??" Cielero lifted his arm and could see his hand slowly turning to dust. "My body… my body!? What's going on with me?!"
He immediately caught the attention of both Scarlet and Arthur who stared at him with wide eyes.
"I'm being… erased from existence! This can't be happening! The cocoon will break! I mustn't allow the cocoon to break! As long as I remain, it stays!"
Cielero tried resisting his destruction with all his might, but in the end, it was futile.
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"Nooooooo! Aaaaggghhhhh!" Lilith screamed at the top of her lungs, feeling a foreign pain overwhelm her. "Stop itttt!! Stop it!! I-I can't die!!"
Grimhild stood in front of Vrunemir with soulless eyes, lifting her hand.
"All evil will return to its end."
Grimhild was destroying all things associated with evil.
Lilith, Merlin, Murderers, Bandits, and other wicked Mortals, including the Gods, were being wiped away.
And yes, that included Cielero.
No evil could resist its End.
"Everything will fall! All life, all purpose! You'll destroy everything if I die!"
Grimhild narrowed her emotionless eyes.
"Then so be it."
Grimhild wanted her to suffer from True Destruction — to feel a fear that no other mortal, spirit, or god should ever encounter.
And if destroying all of existence and nonexistence allowed her to do that, then she wouldn't hesitate.
She was an unstoppable force of nature; nothing could stop her now.
Except… for one.
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"Cielero is gone?" Scarlet was in disbelief, watching the jester vanish into nothingness, causing the cocoon of darkness around them to break apart.
Arthur stood up, pulling Excalibur out of the ground before furrowing his brows.
"This feeling."
Despite being free from Chaos, an uneasy feeling overtook the king.
"This is the same feeling I felt all those years ago."
Scarlet looked at her majesty in confusion.
"Lord?"
"Something bad is happening outside. Not only to Midgard, but Yggdrasil as a whole."
Scarlet approached the cell, opening the gate to freedom.
"Then let us not waste any time! If you out of all people are saying you feel something bad, then it must be true, my lord!"
Arthur nodded his head toward his Secretary, exiting the gates.
"I have no time to check on Camelot, whatever this feeling is, it's spreading everywhere. I must deal with it immediately. It must've also been the cause of Cielero's death."