The DIVERGENCE pulsed, not as a threat, but as a promise—a terrifying, beautiful promise. The Temporal Anchor, the shimmering dome of chaotic energy Jaden had woven around Neo-Lagos, held. It shimmered with impossible colors, a constant flux of creation and dissolution, a shield defying the Architects' final purge. The universe had screamed as their order slammed against his chaos, but Genesis, for now, stood resolute. Jaden, the Heart of Genesis, stood at the Conflux's core, a living paradox in a reality he was actively rewriting. The Architects' terrified whisper, "This is not over, Anomaly. You have unleashed a force you cannot control. The Divergence… it is growing. It will consume you. It will consume everything," echoed in his mind, a chilling prophecy that resonated with the burgeoning chaos within the Anchor itself.