The answer was clear. That reality no longer posed any threat. Since reaching the peak of Rank EX, Yvanna had dominated.
A sigh escaped her lips.
"Thank you for everything, Father. It’s ti for to take responsibility. Rest in peace."
She approached the Nodum and stretched out her hand.
Once touched, a gentle yet powerful energy flowed into her body.
Then—
An energetic fluctuation shook the place. But no one except her felt it, after all, she was alone.
A few minutes later, everything returned to normal.
Yvanna didn’t seem different at all on the outside, yet inside herself, a unique power was flowing. Sothing that no longer belonged only to her, but resonated with the very laws of existence.
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NA: Yvanna Sariel
RANK: Stellar (False)
LEVEL: 300
RACE: Super Human
CLASS: Existential Parallel
POTENTIAL: ASCENDANT
CONCEPT: Velastrum
Main Skills:
[Veiled Body], [Nodum], [Twilight Anchor], [Paradox]
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[Veiled Body]
Your body does not belong only to this reality. As such, it cannot be confined or destroyed. Every attempt to annihilate you fails, as you simultaneously exist on multiple planes. Your form is a constant illusion, elusive to those who lack multidinsional awareness.
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[Nodum]
Creates a passage between your reality and another parallel reality. Every Nodum you open transports you to a different parallel reality.
Everything within that Reality can be controlled at your will, unless it is stronger than you.
You can bring creatures from that reality into yours. Like you, they will have their being tied to two different realities, making them partially immortal.
Nodums are existential anchor points: liminal spaces where the absurd becos law and the impossible is routine.
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[Twilight Anchor]
Anchors the target between two realities, weakening their awareness and grip on the present.
The target experiences temporal and spatial dissonance, unable to determine where and when they truly are.
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[Paradox]
Your other self from the parallel reality enters your current reality.
It is not just a reflection, but a full version of you, with alternate experiences and powers. When you coexist, you beco an entity beyond the ordinary laws of physics.
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Yvanna’s eyes widened. Her aura beca even more otherworldly, making her presence even more captivating.
A halo of golden light and bluish shadows swirled around her, as if her body was crossed by dinsional currents.
She had long brown hair, braided into dreads, brown eyes, and a vigilant gaze. Tall, slim, and graceful.
She wore no armor, having never needed one since awakening her law.
And now she had beco even stronger. She had fully awakened her Concept, making her more lethal than before.
Without wasting any more ti, giving a final bow to the statue of Ydra, Empress Yvanna set off toward the battlefield.
Her movent was fast.
In fact, calling it fast was an understatent.
She could travel between realities, bending space at will. Her concept allowed her to do things previously impossible.
As for her Stellar (False) Rank, it was considered so simply because this world wasn’t yet ready to host a power of this level.
She was limited.
However, if she wanted, she could unleash her power at will.
After all, the world was not able to contain her.
Shortly after, she reached the two imperial consuls, and together they departed for the battlefield.
Judging by what the two had reported, the battle was not going well.
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anwhile, the battle had reached its peak.
The four noble Lords could no longer stand being suppressed and so united together.
A circle of water, fire, wind, and rock ford around them, while their auras rged into a whirlwind of pure power. Their concepts, once separate, now intertwined like notes in a single destructive symphony.
Their elental powers were at their peak when combined.
Indeed, once united, they unleashed devastating attacks against their enemies.
Rivers of enchanted lava joined cyclones of lightning and crystalline arrows, while shockwaves tore through the sky. The ranks of the devils faltered for the first ti.
With this, humanity gained the upper hand.
Watching this, a scowl ford on the face of the devil standing aside.
"Interesting... They aren’t as weak as we thought." A faint smile lit his face. "But this is not enough—"
With a strong burst, the devil reached the battlefield, rebalancing the situation in favor of the devils.
In an instant, the ground darkened beneath his feet, and every step seed to steal light from the world.
His Concept was quite special.
Shadow.
It allowed him, among other things, to empower concepts linked to darkness.
From another side, watching the developnt of the situation, Jeremy was super excited.
"Damn, I can’t wait to get my hands on all of them—"
His hands trembled not from fear but impatience. The idea of creating a new custom Aberration, tailored to the bodies and essences of the strongest fighters, thrilled him.
Just as he was thinking about making a move to end the fight and create a new custom Aberration, hundreds of different auras arrived at this place.
"They’re coming." Cambela’s voice was clear, but Victoria didn’t listen.
She was terrified.
Her breath had beco short, her pupils dilated. She couldn’t take her eyes off the sky, which was darkening further.
Even if they weren’t winning, humans could fight the devils on equal terms before.
But now?
With hundreds more devils arriving, their hopes would shatter.
As if that wasn’t enough, more devils rushed onto the battlefield.
An eerie silence echoed everywhere.
An unreal silence, as if even the wind had stopped blowing and reality held its breath.
Then, the laughter of the devil leading the first group broke the atmosphere.
"Well done, really, well done. It was quite fun playing with you. But now enough. It’s ti to end this. Our mission is simple. Capture Cambela. And since you have no idea who she is—"
A cruel look ford on the devils’ faces. They were all present. 1000 Rank S and 100 Rank EX.
"You may die in peace."
The words were followed by a wave of dark energy that shook the ground. Despair felt like a tangible entity among the humans.
The mont the devils were about to launch themselves against the humans, a voice shook the battlefield.
"Is it really so?"
Her figure floated mid-air, surrounded by shards of distorted reality. Every blink seed to bend the space around her.
The voice belonged to a woman. Adorned with a white robe and ornantal jewels of every kind, her presence silenced everything.
All eyes fell on her.
"Interesting, you’re practically at Rank Stellar. Are you sure you want to use all that power?"
A devil, calm and composed in appearance, stepped forward.
It was none other than Malrik, the Rank S devil, the second strongest among the devils sent for this attack.
At first place, of course, was the Stellar Rank in space, Prish.
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