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Inside a bright, heavily secured underground bunker, a small group of scientists and top military personnel were focused around a central monitor.

Their faces spoke of tension and anticipation.

​The monitor played a heavily stabilized and enhanced recording captured by a distant, high-resolution security cara—the only surviving footage of the cataclysm. It showed the chaotic, final monts of Vahn and the Creature’s battle on the streets of 2005 New York.

​The scientists and generals watched in stunned silence:

​• The sudden transformation of the attacker into a grotesque, vortex-faced monster.

​The terrifying, silent clash of two unseen forces.

​• The impossible gravitational anomaly that caused cars to float and then vanish.

​The final, terrifying implosion as the vortex creature was utterly devoured by an even darker, more potent energy that seed to emanate from the central figure (Vahn).

​The recording abruptly cut off just as the military helicopters arrived.

​The grim-faced General Hayes, the highest-ranking officer present, broke the silence.

"The footage is confird genuine. The temporal and gravitational signatures match the readings we took just before the blast wave hit. Whatever that thing was, it was extra-dinsional."

​The lead physicist, Dr. Aris Thorne, adjusted his glasses, his eyes wide with professional terror. "General, that wasn’t an explosion. It was a localized singularity event. The energy output required to sustain that... that black hole for even a second is beyond anything our known physics can describe. And that entity—it devoured matter and energy. We’re calling it Event Echo Alpha."

​"And the two figures who stopped it?" asked another General. "The one we designated ’Subject Zero’ (Vahn) and the female accomplice?"

​"We have captured Subject Zero, but the female one vanished," Hayes stated flatly. "No trace, no radiation signature, no DNA. She disappeared the second our forces arrived."

​The implications were chilling: Earth was not alone, and it was utterly defenseless against forces operating on this level. The entire scientific and military community watching the monitor knew one thing for certain: they had just witnessed a war between gods or aliens, and the winner was a profound, imdiate threat.

General Hayes pointed a decisive finger at the lead physicist.

​"Anyway, whoever they are, the higher-ups have ordered us to conduct experints on Subject Zero. Dr. Aris, you will be in charge of this national-level secret mission. You must uncover how they gain those powers, and how we can utilise it more effectively."

​Dr. Aris Thorne was excited by the unprecedented opportunity but also deeply fearful of the young man they had captured.

​"But what if he regains his powers, General? What will happen to us then?" Thorne stamred, his scientific curiosity battling his basic self-preservation instinct.

​General Hayes shrugged it off with a look of blind confidence fixed on his face.

"There’s no need to be concerned. Whatever that power was, I don’t think he will be able to use it again so soon. He was completely drained. And even if he can, we will be prepared. Our weapons are not so useless that we can’t stop an alien in disguise."

​He said it all confidently, as if everything was within his grasp, but he had no idea what kind of man they had captured.

Vahn, the King of the Necrotic Dynasty, was unconscious but not defenseless. His core, though emptied, remained fundantally protected by the Void Refining Physique and the stabilizing influence of his Dual Cores.

The imdiate primary focus of Vahn’s captors in 2005 was unequivocally Weaponization.

​Phase One: Extraction and Duplication

​Dr. Aris Thorne, under the highest security clearance, began the terrifying process.

Vahn’s body was subjected to every known scanning technology. Thorne was obsessed with understanding the gravitational anomaly and the energy source that allowed Vahn to create a black hole.

​Thorne’s team focused on Vahn’s circulatory system and most critically his head, believing the power was neurological. They used specialized, deep-penetrating resonance scanners, searching for the source of his imnse spiritual power. But they were utterly incapable of detecting his Nascent Soul Stage 8 cultivation core, which was shielded by the compressed energy of the Black Hole Core within his Dantian Sea.

Thw results were disappointing.

​ So, Dr. Thorne decided to use a focused plasma induction field aid at Vahn’s spine, hoping to stimulate a reaction or trigger a power release they could asure and copy.

​As the field activated, it didn’t stimulate Vahn’s nervous system; it struck the edge of his Void Refining Physique defense.

​WHOOOM!

​A barely perceptible gravitational ripple spread from Vahn’s body, causing every piece of highly sensitive electronic equipnt in the lab to malfunction instantly.

The Lights flickered, monitors cracked, and alarms blared, overwheld by the residual Void energy. The power eruption was temporary but violent.

​"Dr. Thorne, shouldn’t we stop now?" one of junior scientist asked, trembling.

"No. We cannot. Increase the power level to the max!" Dr. Throne ordered with a fanatical glint in his eyes.

He knew he was playing with fire, but the temptation of capturing Vahn’s power was too great. They continued their invasive experints more intensely, completely unaware that the subject they deed an "alien in disguise" was a King currently recovering from a battle fought to save their entire tiline.

Zzzzzzz!

The intense, invasive scientific experints conducted by Dr. Aris Thorne’s team did what the force of the Void Worm never could: they pierced Vahn’s defenses and interrupted his recovery.

​The repeated, focused plasma induction fields struck the periphery of Vahn’s Void Refining Physique. The electrical intrusion, instead of destroying his core as the scientists hoped, acted as a harsh, violent stimulant.

​JOLT!

​Vahn’s consciousness, which had been suspended in the tranquil emptiness of his Black Hole Core, was ripped back to reality.

He shot awake, his eyes snapping open.

​He found himself paralyzed and imdiately registered the cold, tallic scent of the sterile room and the faint, humming resonance of nearby high-tech equipnt.

​Vahn was instantly surprised to see himself tied to a tal bed. His wrists and ankles were clamped by heavy tallic restraints to the bed fra. His cultivation robes had been replaced by a thin, rough garnt.

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