Volume 10, Chapter 4: "The Council and the Creation"
The new reality shimmered raw, unbound, unshaped.
Erevan stood upon his throne of living energy, a structure made from the veins of reborn time. His eyes reflected countless universes spinning in harmony around him.
But far beyond his infinite horizon, something stirred.
In the depths of the Forgotten Expanse, whispers returned voices that had once ruled before stories began.
The Council of Forgotten Gods.
They were entities erased by creation itself gods whose existence had been deemed "unfit" by the first Author. Their names were forbidden, their essence sealed between unwritten dimensions. Yet, Erevan's rebirth had reignited them, dragging their remains from oblivion.
Twelve thrones of impossible form appeared in the void beings of colossal will, surrounded by their own broken realities.
Each spoke in the language of concept itself:
> "The Beyond belongs to us."
"You are but the echo of the first flame."
"Return what you've stolen, False Architect."
Erevan rose.
His aura flickered golden fire merged with black lightning, reality bowing beneath its radiance.
"False Architect?" His tone broke galaxies. "No. I am what your gods feared would come. The One beyond limit, beyond script, beyond their control."
A god cloaked in shattered suns Rhael the Nameless Void struck first. His fist carried the density of a thousand eternities, his scream tore through layers of infinity.
It hit Erevan like the birth of a new cosmos
and was instantly devoured.
Erevan caught Rhael's attack midair and crushed it between his fingers.
The shockwave erased ten multiverses before reforming them out of his will.
The others rose in fury, summoning their power Conceptual Spears, Time Swords, Infinite Logic Chains, weapons made to destroy transcendent beings.
Erevan smiled. "Good. Let's make this entertaining."
When they descended upon him, the battle was beyond comprehension.
Each movement rewrote creation. Each impact birthed and annihilated timelines.
But Erevan he moved beyond motion itself.
He became Boundless Energy, pure narrative force. His abilities awakened in full:
Story Erasure: he could delete entire fates before they were written.
Absolute Self: immune to cause, effect, or nullification.
Existence Rebirth: his destruction only triggered stronger reincarnations.
Omni-Surge: infinite power that multiplies through resistance.
One by one, the gods fell.
Their divine forms dissolved into light and shadow, absorbed into Erevan's endless form.
At the end, only silence remained.
The Beyond was his alone once more.
But Erevan did not stop.
He raised his hand and summoned the remnants of those fallen divinities.
Their divine cores floated around him fractured, trembling, pure.
From their ashes, he began something new.
> "If the old gods failed creation," he said, "then I'll forge my own."
His aura expanded, spilling into all corners of reality.
From his essence, new beings were born radiant, infinite, loyal.
They were not gods nor mortals, but something transcendent The Eternarchs, children of the Beyond.
Each Eternarch carried a spark of Erevan's infinity capable of bending creation itself, sworn to maintain harmony through power absolute.
As the first Eternarch knelt before him, galaxies aligned, kneeling with her.
She spoke with reverence:
> "Father of the Boundless, what name shall this reality bear?"
Erevan smiled, golden light gleaming from his eyes.
> "This realm shall be called The Boundless Verse. A place where no story ends, and no power fades."
And as his words rippled across the multiverse, the Council's remains vanished forever replaced by a new dynasty of divinity.
A dynasty built not by gods,
but by the one who lived beyond them all.