[POV: The Hierarchy - Main Headquarters, One Day Prior]
[Sector Three, Hidden Dimension - The Obsidian Sanctum]
ONE DAY AGO.
The alarm screamed through every corridor of the Hierarchy's main headquarters.
Not a normal alarm. This was the death knell—the sound that meant soul tablets had shattered. Multiple soul tablets. Simultaneously.
In the Grand Archive, where thousands upon thousands of jade tablets lined the walls—each one bound to a Hierarchy member's soul—twelve tablets cracked, blackened, and crumbled to dust within the span of a single second.
Twelve Sovereigns. Gone.
The entire base plunged into chaos.
Lower-level members rushed through dimensional corridors, voices raised in panic. Mid-level operatives activated emergency protocols, sealing sensitive areas and preparing for possible attack. Even the Sovereign-level enforcers showed visible tension as they gathered in strategic positions.
