The Arena lay in ruins.Lightning split the heavens, turning the wreckage into pulsing shadows.The air reeked of scorched metal and blood.
Ryan stood at the center of the destruction.His Phoenix uniform was torn and drenched.His dark hair clung to his skin.His eyes—two incandescent blue suns.
He breathed heavily, yet every breath carried fury and purpose.
"Ethan, Dante… take Ron-sensei's body."His voice came low and steady, but the air itself trembled with the order.
Ethan remained kneeling, clutching his uncle's lifeless form. His hands shook. Tears mixed with the rain.
"Uncle… why…?"
Ryan clenched his fists.
"GO… NOW!"
The thunder answered for him.Ethan and Dante rose and vanished into the ruins, carrying the body away.Only Ryan and the man before him remained.
Hant stood still—smiling.His white hair fell across his face, and his golden eyes burned with restrained madness.
"Finally, Ryan Valeborn. It's been days since that stupid little victory of yours… but today will be different."
His aura exploded. The ground cracked beneath his feet.Golden lightning coiled around him like serpents.
"Today, I feel everything," he said, arms wide open. "Even you—a man with no aura—resonate within my reach."His eyes gleamed like twin suns."I can sense that Reversive Aura in you."
He laughed—a twisted, chilling sound.
"I see now… I understand what Reversum truly is."
The world trembled.
Ryan didn't blink.The rain ran down his face, mingling with the dry blood on his chin.
"And who said I depend on the Reversum, Hant?"
A thunderclap rolled across the sky, like the heartbeat of a dying god.
"After everything… I tried to help you. During the Draft. When you were disqualified. But I failed."
Hant's smile vanished. His eyes narrowed.
"You tried?" His voice dripped venom. "You have no idea what I went through after that day!"His tone rose—furious, broken."I was judged. Kicked out. Humiliated. They spat on me. Treated me like a stray dog!"
He stepped forward, his gaze piercing into Ryan's soul.
"Because of you people, I became what they all feared."Thunder answered his rage."A villain."And then he screamed—"If you really want to help someone, Ryan Valeborn… then fight me—and KILL ME!"
Ryan's fists tightened. The air itself began to vibrate.
"And that's exactly what I'll do, Hant."
The first thunder exploded.The second tore through the air.
Ryan vanished—and reappeared before Hant, the Reversum burning around his body like a living eclipse.
"The first phase—total destruction…" he whispered.A punch. Space bent."The second—supreme embodiment!"
The impact hurled Hant out of the Arena, the air splitting into ribbons of light.His body flew for miles—crashing into a forest a hundred kilometers from Herocity.
Hant rose among the shattered trees, laughing, spitting blood.
"Smart, Ryan Valeborn… taking the fight away from the civilians. So you're serious this time, huh?"
He lifted his right arm.The earth warped. The air trembled.The forest began to shatter—like glass breaking in slow motion.
"Fractured Domain."
Time and space collapsed upon themselves.Reality splintered into layers.One part of the forest froze. Another burned. Another floated in midair.Each fragment pulsed with its own heartbeat.
Coherence had died.
Ryan stepped forward. His dark-blue aura spiraled upward.
"You can distort space… but nothing escapes inversion."
He raised his hand.The world blinked—and a rift vanished.The second dissolved into mist.
But the third… didn't exist long enough to be reversed.
That's when Hant's laughter echoed—low and satisfied.
"You can only invert what you know exists…"His grin turned cruel."And I learned to fight with the impossible."
Something cut through Ryan—an invisible blade slicing not flesh, but the consistency of being.He staggered. The Reversum struggled, fracturing into multiple versions of himself.His body trembled—parts of him moving forward in time, others backward.
For a moment, he was whole.The next, shattered.
"How… did you… do that…?" he gasped, trying to stabilize the aura.
Hant smiled, his eyes glowing in three directions at once.
"You're the mirror that reflects the world, Ryan.""But what happens when the mirror… is broken?"
The ground opened. Every fragment of the Domain spun to its own rhythm.The Reversum tried to respond—but each inversion collided with another timeline.
Ryan fell to one knee, struggling against the imbalance.Hant walked slowly toward him, hands in pockets, voice calm and mad.
"Welcome to my Domain.""Here, I make the rules."The air shivered."Here, even the laws… are my victims."
Then he struck—Three times at once.
Ryan saw three Hants attacking: left, center, above.Only one was real.
The Reversum reacted—and failed.
The black aura shattered into fragments.For the first time, Ryan felt fear—not of power, but of the unpredictable.
The Fractured Domain smiled with its creator.
The blows came relentlessly. Invisible. Brutal.Each strike tore through Ryan's body from three angles at once.Blood splattered across the floating leaves of the distorted forest.
"You think you're capable?" Hant whispered, raising his hand.An invisible blade slashed the air—and Ryan's body in three more places.
"You're just a child playing hero," his voice echoed inside Ryan's mind."Because of you, Kairon came to Earth.""Because of you, Inavy Stormbreak died.""Because of you… everyone will die.""Look at the world you destroyed!"
Each word was a dagger to the soul.
Ryan fell to his knees.The Reversum flickered—fragmented, vulnerable.He struggled to breathe—each inhale pure agony.
Yet something inside him… didn't break.
"Maybe you're right…" he murmured, spitting blood."Maybe it is all my fault…"
Hant grinned, triumphant.
"That's right. Admit it. There's no victory. Only pain and failure."
Ryan lifted his gaze.His blue eyes, though bloodstained, still burned.
"Even if it's my fault… I'll carry it.""And I'll fight with it."
The air changed.
The Reversum expanded—spiraling around him like a silent storm.Every wound reflected its pain back into the world.It was the Primordial Reflector Mode.
The cuts still bled. The ribs were broken.But pain became power.Destruction became fuel.
His black-blue hair floated like threads of living energy.His eyes—twin celestial beacons—saw beyond form and intention.
Hant stepped back.
"That's… impossible…" he whispered.
Ryan took a step forward.The sound was thunder devouring the universe.
"BECAUSE I AM A HERO!"
The explosion was cataclysmic.The Reversum spun—reflecting every wound, every strike, every emotion.Everything returned to Hant—magnified—a cosmic mirror throwing reality back at its source.
The villain staggered. For the first time… he felt fear.
The Fractured Domain began to collapse.Temporal rifts imploded.Time itself tried to heal—but the Reversum rewrote the laws.
Ryan walked forward.Bleeding. Broken. Unyielding.
His gaze cut through the world.
"You were right about me…" he said, his voice low, resolute."But I won't destroy you. Not yet."
Hant knelt, trembling. His dreadlocks fell across his shoulders.His white hair lost its shine.The golden light in his eyes faded.Now… he was just human.
Ryan raised his hand.A black-and-blue vortex formed in his palm.
"Absolute Nullification."
The sound was a whispering thunder.Hant's energy vanished—not destroyed, but reverted to the primordial void.
The shockwave echoed across the Central District.
And then—silence.
Ryan collapsed to his knees.Bones cracked. Muscles tore.His energy drained down to his soul.
He fell.
A shadow approached.
"You nerdy bastard…" said a familiar voice. "You just don't stop evolving, huh?"
Kane Jayson caught him before he hit the ground.Ryan managed a faint smile.
"K… Kane…"
And passed out.
Hours later.
Guards dragged Hant away in chains.No power. No glory.The live broadcast spread across the globe.
"The leader of the Renegates has been captured tonight… thanks to rookie hero Ryan Valeborn."
His name spread like wildfire.Ryan Valeborn — the hero who defied the impossible, who fought through guilt, who stood even while bleeding.
In barracks, schools, shelters — people cried and smiled.
In a distant place, Darius watched the screen, arms crossed, a faint smile on his face.
"He did it…"
Lorien looked up at the starry sky, eyes glimmering.
"Yeah… Inavy, you were right.""That kid… he's the new pillar."
As the moon rose over the ruins of the Arena, a wind swept across the world — the echo of the final inversion.The reflection of a hero who did not break.A symbol who faced pain, guilt, and the impossible…and reflected it all back.
Ryan Valeborn.The Primordial Reflector.The Hero Who Does Not Bend.