Somewhere within a higher dimension—an unfathomable realm that no human mind could ever comprehend—reality itself teetered on the edge of collapse. The aftermath of an apocalyptic battle had scarred this sacred space, and at the center of it all stood a single existence, bound in chains.
His form flickered dimly—not from death, but from the oppressive seals that restrained him. Though he appeared pitiful, nothing could be further from the truth.
The proof? Six other mighty beings stood around him, each one gripping a chain connected to the prisoner. Their faces were etched with exhaustion, their bodies battered and bloodied—a silent testament to the cataclysmic battle they had endured.
"Give up!" one of them shouted.
The bound entity slowly raised his head, a mocking smile curling on his lips.
"You've barely managed to seal me, and already you believe you've won this little game? No... it is you who should abandon this farce. Because one day—this seal will break. And when it does... do you truly think you'll be able to stop me then?"
"Hmph! Before that day comes, we'll ensure someone replaces you," another growled.
"Hahaha… now that would be interesting," the prisoner laughed darkly. "But let me tell you something—before that ever happens, I'll be free. Not because the seal fails… but because one of you will set me loose."
And with that, he vanished.
Silence fell.
The six beings, though momentarily relieved, exchanged wary glances.
The battle was over.
But the game is yet to end.