Space shook.
From the scattered remains of the ruined planet, three figures encircled Damien, their combined auras forming a maelstrom of fury and vengeance.
The silver dragon coiled like a serpent of lightning, arcs of destructive thunder crawling over his scales. The red dragon blazed like a miniature sun, wings leaving trails of flame across the void. And Khai — spear in hand, eyes burning blue with wrath and grief — stood between them, his aura a spearhead of unyielding resolve.
Damien, however, did not flinch.
His halberd rested loosely in his hand, black flames licking across its edge. His deep voice carried through the void like iron scraping stone."Three against one. Do you really think this will change anything?"
Khai's knuckles whitened against his spear. "If the heavens themselves won't punish you, Damien, then we will."
The void exploded.
The silver dragon struck first — vanishing into a bolt of lightning that carved through the blackness faster than thought. His claws aimed to rend Damien apart, sparks igniting into a sea of white-hot destruction.
Damien spun his halberd with a casual twist, parrying the strike. The collision birthed a sunburst of energy, fragments of space itself shattering outward. But before Damien could counter, the red dragon's flames roared in, a tidal wave of molten fire so bright it swallowed the battlefield.
Damien raised his halberd, splitting the sea of fire, his body wrapped in black aura. "Pathetic."
"Not pathetic," Khai snarled, lunging in with his spear. Silver arcs blazed around him like a galaxy of stars. "Unending."
Spear and halberd clashed, and the sound reverberated through the void like a war drum. Lightning intertwined with fire, spear thrusts weaved through the chaos, and Damien stood at the center of it — blocking, deflecting, countering with monstrous precision.
The battle turned into a storm.
The silver dragon compressed his body, becoming a streak of lightning weaving between Khai's strikes, claws slashing at Damien from impossible angles. The red dragon blanketed the void in infernos, each flap of his wings sending molten rivers into orbit. Khai spun and thrust, his spear carving comets of destruction, every strike carrying the weight of his sister's memory.
And Damien… endured.
Every blow he parried. Every flame he split. Every strike he redirected. His halberd swept in arcs of absolute power, repelling three titans at once.
The clash was breathtaking — a symphony of destruction across the stars. Meteors of flame clashed with bolts of lightning, silver spear arcs piercing through fields of black fire. The battlefield stretched into the far reaches of space, fragments of shattered worlds pulled into their storm, breaking apart as collateral.
But little by little, cracks began to show.
The silver dragon's scales smoked, burns etched across his lightning-forged body. The red dragon's roars grew hoarse, his flames burning hotter yet less steady. And Khai's spear arm trembled, not from weakness, but from the toll of grief and fury colliding against Damien's relentless might.
Damien's eyes never wavered. His voice was calm, sharp, cruel."You believe numbers make you strong? You only prove how far beneath me you are."
He unleashed a shockwave — black flames erupting in all directions. The blast hurled the silver dragon back, searing away scales. The red dragon countered with a roar, a tsunami of fire colliding with Damien's aura. The clash ignited the void, stars flickering as though suffocating under their battle.
Khai charged through the chaos, his spear thrusting straight for Damien's chest. This time, the halberd met it head-on. Sparks scattered like shooting stars.
"You'll die here, Damien!" Khai roared.
Damien's lips curled into a cold smile. "Try."
He twisted his halberd, catching Khai's spear, and with raw strength hurled him into a drifting mountain-sized fragment of rock. The impact split it apart, scattering debris like glass across space.
But the dragons didn't falter. The silver one streaked in, claws dragging lightning tribulation, while the red one descended with a torrent of fire that turned the void into a sun.
Three forces bore down at once.
For the first time, Damien's stance shifted under the weight. He skidded back, black flames raging to resist the overwhelming tide. His halberd clashed, spun, and carved, but the sheer flood pressed harder and harder.
The storm of three howled across the stars, their combined fury shaking the heavens.
The void burned.
Every clash rattled the stars, every blow sent tremors across the scattered remnants of the dead planet. Khai's spear tore holes through space, the silver dragon's lightning carved rifts of pure destruction, and the red dragon's flames scorched with the fury of a collapsing sun.
Damien stood at the center of this storm. His halberd spun and struck with ruthless precision, black flames erupting with every swing. Yet for the first time since the battle began, his movements weren't flawless.
A claw ripped across his shoulder. Lightning cascaded through his veins, burning against his aura.
A whip of flame lashed against his chest, hurling him backward into a crumbling asteroid. The rock shattered under the impact, shards scattering like glass.
And Khai was already there, spear flashing with vengeful light, piercing straight through the fragments toward Damien's throat.
Damien parried at the last second, sparks exploding across the void, but the force hurled him further back. His halberd arm trembled for the briefest heartbeat.
Khai's eyes narrowed. He pressed forward like a storm unending."You're breaking, Damien. This is the weight of three hearts united. This is what you cannot kill."
The silver dragon thundered in from the side, his form flickering between streaks of lightning, claws raking against Damien's guard. The halberd intercepted, but the lightning tribulation ate away at Damien's black flames, stripping layers of his aura.
The red dragon followed, wings unleashing waves of molten fire. The flames devoured the void itself, swallowing Damien's figure. A roar of triumph echoed from the beast.
"Burn!"
From within the inferno, Damien's silhouette staggered forward. His aura was flickering, his movements slower, black flames dimming. He swept his halberd in wide arcs, slashing apart firestorms and lightning bolts alike, but his body bore the cost. Cuts opened across his skin, and blood floated in globules through space.
For the first time, Damien looked… mortal.
The three pressed harder.
The silver dragon's scales cracked, yet his lightning only grew sharper. The red dragon's flames burned unstable, but his rage fueled each wave into a stronger storm. And Khai, spear gripped in bloodied hands, drove forward without hesitation, each thrust fueled by his sister's memory.
Together, they were overwhelming.
Damien blocked. Countered. Blocked again. His halberd spun like a wall of death, yet he could no longer break through their tide.
The storm of three ground him down inch by inch.
A bolt of lightning tore across his back, leaving scorched flesh.A spear thrust sliced his ribs, sending blood scattering like crimson stars.A torrent of flame seared his skin raw, black aura shrieking under the heat.
Damien staggered. His breathing heavy. His body trembling.
Khai raised his spear for the killing blow, eyes blazing. "It ends here!"
The silver dragon coiled, lightning tribulation arcing down like divine punishment.The red dragon roared, his flames forming a burning storm that blotted out the void.
The three forces closed in, ready to crush Damien beneath their combined might.
And then—
Damien lowered his halberd.
For the first time in the battle, he wasn't defending. He stood tall, blood trailing down his arm, and exhaled. His deep blue eyes glowed faintly, cold and resolute.
"You think me cornered." His voice rolled like thunder, low but commanding. "But you've only pushed me to the threshold."
The halberd's flames flickered, and the void grew unnaturally still.
"World Formation…" Damien's voice deepened, as if dragging something from the depths of eternity. His free hand rose, fingers curling into the void. "…The Myriad Worlds."
Space itself screamed.
A colossal shockwave erupted, swallowing Khai and the dragons whole. The battlefield dissolved into something entirely new.
A world spread outward — vast, overwhelming, incomplete yet terrifying in its scope. Stars flickered, bending under unseen laws. Planets that should not exist shimmered into being, orbiting suns that flared only to collapse into nothingness. The void no longer felt empty, but alive, brimming with a chaotic birth of worlds.
The four were pulled into its center.
The silver dragon's lightning faltered. The red dragon's flames hissed in resistance, but the domain bent even fire to its rhythm. Khai staggered back, his eyes widening.
"This… impossible," he whispered.
He could feel it. The air here carried rules not their own. Damien wasn't just fighting them anymore. He was weaving reality.
Khai's face hardened, but his heart clenched as he whispered again, this time not in disbelief, but in grim recognition."…WorldFormation."
Damien's halberd lifted, black flames now stretching into infinity, reflecting countless fractured stars of the domain. His gaze bore into Khai with cold certainty.
"This is the difference between you and me. You fight with rage. I… create."
The world trembled as Damien's incomplete yet overwhelming domain pulsed, and Khai could only stare in shock at the monster his brother had become.