Elias stood at the heart of the fractured realm, the Sovereign Crown now fused with his very essence. Its once-fragmented code now pulsed like a second heartbeat beneath his skin. Every breath he took came with whispers—echoes of dead gods and forgotten systems that once ruled entire planes of existence.
The void he once knew was gone.
In its place stretched a strange liminal world, suspended between collapse and rebirth. Pieces of ancient realms drifted like islands in a black sea of static, shards of timelines and broken ideologies colliding silently. This was the Remnant Expanse, the last stage before full Breach Authority could be achieved.
Lira approached him slowly, her crimson blade still glowing faintly from the battle.
"That thing changed you," she said, her eyes wary, scanning him like he might disappear.
