The split between the two worlds should have stabilized.
Both Kaels—one standing beneath the calm red sky, the other beneath the raging blue storm—felt their worlds finally beginning to see one another. The merging tear had slowed. The tension was easing.
And then the impossible started.
A new shape formed at the border where the two realities touched.
At first, it looked like a distortion. Like heat haze.But the distortion grew—tightening, twisting, condensing into a sphere the size of a house.
It wasn't part of the Red Dawn.It wasn't part of the Blue Storm.
It was something else.
A third truth.
And neither Kael liked the feeling coming from it.
Red Kael Sees It First
On the peaceful shore, Red Kael stepped closer, the villagers gathering behind them with anxious whispers.
A boy pointed at the floating sphere."Why is it… humming?"
It was humming—low, steady, almost mechanical.
Red Kael narrowed their eyes."That isn't humming. That's… consumption."
