518: Fate XXXVII 518: Fate XXXVII This wasn’t just a fight.
This was a test.
For the Firstborn, it was a lesson.
For Aiden, it was a challenge.
Because for the first ti in his journey, he was facing sothing that had no past, no fate, no limits.
Sothing that, like him, was completely free.
Aiden grinned as he dodged a strike, the Firstborn already adjusting, already learning, already growing.
You’re evolving faster than anything I’ve ever seen.
No set rules.
No restrictions.
Just raw potential.
And Aiden?
He wanted to see just how far it could go.
The Evolution of the Firstborn At first, the Firstborn had simply copied him.
But now— It was developing its own style.
Its movents beca sharper, more fluid.
It was no longer just mirroring Aiden’s attacks.
It was refining them.
Improving them.
Even surpassing them in so cases.
Aiden blocked a strike, golden sparks flashing as their blows t in perfect sync.
“Not bad.” For the first ti, the Firstborn paused.
Its void-like eyes flickered.
It was processing his words.
Then— It spoke.
“…Not bad.” Aiden blinked.
Then he laughed.
“Oh, so you can talk now?” The Firstborn tilted its head, mimicking his grin.
“You… talk.” Aiden cracked his knuckles.
“Alright, let’s see what else you can do.” And the battle resud.
But this ti— It wasn’t just about testing strength.
It was about forging sothing new.
A legend that would define the very foundation of this world.
And Aiden?
He was ready to make history.
The shockwave of their battle spread outward, carving valleys into the still-forming land, sending gusts of energy that shaped the sky itself.
Aiden and the Firstborn moved like twin forces of nature, neither holding back, neither giving in.
The Firstborn was no longer just reacting.
It was fighting with purpose.
It’s evolving in real ti.
Not just copying anymore.
It’s creating itself.
Aiden’s grin widened as he launched a rapid series of strikes—blades of golden energy flashing with every movent.
The Firstborn dodged, countered, then spun— For the first ti, it created a weapon of its own.
—𝘍𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—!
A blade of pure nothingness ford in its grip, a weapon without shape, without rules, constantly shifting as if it had never decided what it wanted to be.
Aiden narrowed his eyes.
“Oh?
Now we’re talking.” The Firstborn charged.
And the battle reached a new level.
The Clash of the First Powers Their strikes tore through the sky, splitting the air itself apart.
The Firstborn’s weapon struck like a concept unfinished, slicing through space without resistance.
Aiden’s golden energy flared, solidifying the very nature of reality to counter it.
—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—!
The collision sent a new shockwave rippling through the world.
The land that had been empty was now scarred with battle.
The sky, once untouched, now carried the echoes of their strikes.
This was more than a fight.
This was the birth of aning in this world.
Aiden exhaled, rolling his shoulders.
“Alright, Firstborn.
You’re getting stronger.” The Firstborn paused.
Its ever-shifting eyes focused on him.
Then— It spoke again.
“Firstborn… is that my na?” Aiden blinked.
Then he grinned.
“It is if you want it to be.” The Firstborn tilted its head, considering.
Then—slowly—it nodded.
“I… am Firstborn.” And with those words, sothing changed.
The void-like energy surrounding it stabilized.
Not fully.
Not completely.
But it was no longer just an undefined being.
It had taken a step forward.
Toward identity.
Toward existence.
Aiden chuckled.
“Looks like you just took your first real step into this world.” The Firstborn clenched its shifting blade.
Its presence—once undefined—now carried weight.
It was no longer just a reflection.
It was becoming sothing entirely new.
And Aiden?
He couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
The world trembled as the Firstborn’s existence solidified.
For the first ti, it was not just a shadow of Aiden.
Not a copy.
Not a reflection.
But sothing real.
It had a na.
It had a will.
And now, it had purpose.
The shifting, formless void surrounding it stabilized, its body no longer flickering between undefined shapes.
The blade in its hand sharpened, forming an edge that could cut through more than just space— It could cut through uncertainty itself.
Aiden watched with interest, golden energy flickering around him.
It’s not just learning anymore.
It’s deciding.
The Firstborn looked at its own hand, flexing its fingers.
It was feeling its existence.
Testing its own boundaries.
Then— It turned to Aiden.
And for the first ti, there was intent behind its movents.
“I wish… to fight again.” Aiden blinked.
Then he grinned.
“You sure?” The Firstborn nodded.
It wasn’t just mimicking anymore.
It had made a choice.
The Birth of True Combat Aiden lowered his stance, golden flas flickering at his fingertips.
“Alright, Firstborn.” “Let’s see how much you’ve really grown.” The Firstborn raised its blade, its stance no longer a re copy of Aiden’s— It had adapted.
Refined.
Created sothing unique.
And then— They moved.
—𝘍𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—!
Their attacks collided, splitting the air itself apart.
Aiden’s golden energy clashed against the Firstborn’s void blade, sending ripples of power through the newborn reality.
But this ti, Aiden wasn’t holding back.
And neither was the Firstborn.
It was fast.
Faster than before.
Stronger.
More precise.
Aiden dodged, countered, struck back— but the Firstborn was already adapting, learning from every mont.
It’s not just evolving.
It’s becoming sothing that never existed before.
And Aiden?
He was loving every second of it.
A True Challenger For the first ti since leaving behind the old world— Aiden had found a real opponent.
One who wasn’t bound by fate.
One who wasn’t limited by rules.
One who could grow beyond anything ever seen before.
The Firstborn locked blades with him, pushing forward.
Its voice was calm, steady.
“You are strong.” Aiden smirked.
“And you’re catching up fast.” The Firstborn tilted its head.
Then, for the first ti— It smiled.
Aiden’s grin widened.
“Oh, now this is getting fun.” And their battle exploded into sothing greater.
The sky cracked, the land trembled, and the very essence of this new world shifted as Aiden and the Firstborn clashed with full force.
For the first ti, Aiden wasn’t just fighting to test soone.
He was fighting to push himself.
And the Firstborn?
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