Scene opens in slow motion—dust rising from the school field crater left by the Warden's arrival. Chains float midair, glowing silver-blue, pulsing with laws older than time.
Students are frozen in fear, unable to move. Reality itself feels locked.
The Warden steps forward, voice like cracked stone:
> "Nel… the boy born from the collision of divine principles. You were never meant to exist."
Nel: "Then why do I?"
> "Because he let you live."
(He glances at the sky—The Architect is watching.)
Suddenly, one chain unravels into hundreds, all aimed at Nel. Chelestar shields him with a foxfire barrier—one tail flaring brightly.
> Chelestar (breathing hard): "You're fighting the embodiment of control itself… I'll protect you as long as I breathe."
Nel looks at her. His heart races—not from fear, but from determination.
He steps forward, brushing her tail aside gently.
> "This isn't about law. This is about freedom."
Chains fly.
Nel catches the first, like grabbing lightning, and the world quakes. His fingers burn—but don't bleed. He doesn't break. He endures.
Inside the chain, memories surge:
A crib of star-metal.
A shadowy figure holding him—The Warden, once smiling.
A lullaby sung in a forgotten tongue.
> Voice (soft, distant): "Rest now, little Architect's echo."
Nel's eyes flicker open, glowing faintly with primordial colors. He remembers.
> "You were my babysitter," Nel says. "You held me before I could walk."
> The Warden freezes.
> "I still remember your warmth."
The Warden hesitates—but then yanks the chain.
Chelestar rushes forward, tail turning into a burning sword of kitsune flame, slicing at the chains—but gets bound midair.
Suddenly, a beam of green-gold lightning crashes between them—Azry has arrived.
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Azry's Entrance
Wearing a tattered scarf and glowing bracers, Azry steps out of the smoke.
> Azry: "Man, Nel… you always attract these god-level freaks."
> Nel (smirking): "Azry. You're late."
> Azry: "I was cooking Maggi. Priorities, bro."
He flicks his bracers—summoning Twin Spectral Fists, glowing with light and shadow. His class scan marked him as Rare, but his spirit says otherwise.
He punches a law-chain and it shatters on contact.
> Azry: "I don't care what law you are. This is Sabah, and in Sabah, we fight for our friends."
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Meanwhile: The Architect Watches
In the void beyond perception, The Architect stands on a rotating cube of glowing scripture. Next to him, the blueprint of existence unfolds.
> "He remembers…" the Architect murmurs.
> A mechanical voice responds: "Shall we initiate Chaos Protocol?"
> Architect: "Not yet. Let's see if my little brother still trusts his heart."
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Back to the Fight
Chelestar breaks free, Azry now at her side. Nel holds a shattered chain like a sword.
Then the Warden speaks, softer now:
> "You were my favorite, you know. I used to dream you would become a Creator."
Nel: "I am. But not your version."
Nel raises his hand.
A glowing symbol appears behind him, made of three parts: a circle, a triangle, and a spiral.
Bangador. Dextor. Ozgath.
> "I'm not bound by law.
I am the balance of law and chaos."
The ground explodes with power. Energy blasts outward, blue and red spiraling around Nel. The Warden's chains tremble.
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Final Scene: The Sky Cracks
Above them, the sky rips open. A giant eye peers through.
> A voice booms:
"ENOUGH."
The Architect steps through.
> "Warden. Stand down. He passed."
> Warden (gritting teeth): "…As you command, old friend."
Nel falls to his knees, exhausted. Azry catches him.
Chelestar whispers: "What happens now?"
> The Architect:
"Now… I prepare to break my own laws."
TO BE CONTINUED…