Chapter 132:
Everything inside and outside of Chronolux was consud in silence. Not a silence of peace, but the silence of sothing terrifying. Sothing wrong.
The Void twisted, the space around it warping, gasping like a dying thing, struggling to maintain its shape. The entire Chronolux Nexus o not just that but the entire realm it and the other kingdoms resided in trembled under the weight of an purplish black energy too vast, too overwhelming to be contained. Reality bled purple energy as it expanded and expanded consuming anything with in itself.
And yet—
Hikari stood there, smirking.
Watching Noboru's face. Watching as the truth he had just begun to suspect finally ca crashing down like a thousand dying stars.
Noboru couldn't move.
Not because he was afraid. Not because he was weak.
But because he was furious.
Sothing inside him snapped. His fingers twitched, the air around him rippling with an invisible force as if the universe itself was trembling under his fury.
Hikari chuckled. Mocking. Condescending. Arrogant.
"Ahhh... now you're starting to get it, aren't you?" His golden eyes glead, his grin stretching wider. "That anger... that horror. It finally makes sense, doesn't it?"
Noboru's jaw clenched. His hands curled into fists, his nails digging into his palms hard enough to draw blood.
"What happened to her." Noboru asked quietly his body trembling in rage.
Hikari stood quiet smiling enjoying the sight of the abominations anger and hatred to him. It made him feel happy he could enact such a response from the aberration. This—this was his triumph. The mont he had longed for.
"Explain," Noboru's voice was low, seething, trembling with a rage that was barely contained.
Hikari tilted his head, tapping his chin like he was thinking. Like this was just so casual conversation.
"Explain?" he mockingly asked repeated.
"And tell disgrace why would i do that?" Hikari mocked.
Noboru's aura cracked. A pulse of pure, unfiltered killing intent surged through the battlefield.
Hikari's smirk faltered—just for a fraction of a second. But he held his ground.
"...Tsk. Fine. Since you're about to die, I guess I can give you a little story before you're erased by fathers greatest weapon ," Hikari finally said trying hide the fear he felt.
His golden aura flared, radiating with the glow of being a the one who gets to tell the abomination what his father did to that whore turned weapon.
"Let tell you about what happened to your precious concubine... after you died." Hikai said "After all you really have no idea, do you?" he mocked, tilting his head. "You thought she was just... sitting there, waiting for you to co and save her? You thought that after all this ti, she'd still be the sa Yami you knew?"
He chuckled, dark and condescending.
"No, no, no, abomination. Father would never allow sothing so useless."
Noboru didn't move. His body was tense, his fingers twitching. The air around him distorted, trembling beneath his fury. But he said nothing. He let Hikari talk.
And Hikari did.
Hikari raised a hand, and behind him, the Void flickered—no, not just the Void. A mory.
A scene ford.
Yami.
Her body—broken, twisted, bleeding onto a blackened floor. Chains of divine light bound her, stretching her arms apart, her legs barely able to hold her up.
And then—
Yahweh.
Standing over her. Radiant. Untouched. Smiling.
"He ca for her himself, you know," Hikari said casually, as if talking about the weather. "He didn't send an army. Didn't send the angels like he does other for lowly matter. No, no. Father was... personally offended by her existence, by her helping you escape that day. He needed to do it himself. He needed to punish such disobedience."
Noboru's breathing was sharp, ragged. His nails dug into his palms so hard, blood trickled down his fingers.
Hikari continued, his tone almost... amused.
"And so, he beat her. Over. And over. And over again."
The mory shifted.
A golden fist slamd into Yami's stomach. She coughed up black blood, her entire body writhing in pain. But Yahweh did not stop. Another punch. Then another. Then another.
"He shattered her ribs a thousand tis," Hikari mused, watching the scene like it was an artistic masterpiece. "Every ti she healed, he broke them again. Her skull? Fractured more tis than even I can count. Her Omni Energy? Suppressed, drained, suffocated under his grip."
Yami's screams echoed through the battlefield.
Noboru's jaw clenched. His breath was heavy.
Hikari turned, looking him right in the eyes.
"She never begged for rcy, you know. Not once. Not even after centuries of agony. Your concubine, your precious little Void Queen—she never stopped believing in you."
His smirk grew cruel.
"Until he made her stop."
"But thats not all." Hikari said with a hand gesture the mory flickered again.
The moires twisted.
A new scene.
Yami, chained.
But now, she wasn't being beaten. She was watching.
Her eyes were wide, horrified.
Her body trembled, but she could not look away.
Because before her—
Noboru.
Or, at least, a thousand versions of him.
Dying.
Being erased.
Ripped apart in an endless loop.
"That was step two," Hikari continued, his voice dripping with cruel amusent. "He let her watch you die. Not just once. Not just a hundred tis. Not even a thousand."
Noboru's breath hitched.
Hikari grinned.
"He showed her every possible way you could die. Every scenario. Every tiline. Every future and past where you t your end. Again and again. She had to watch you beg, scream, shatter into nothing. She had to hear your final words—over, and over, and over again. You, reaching for her. You, crying her na. You, dying alone."
Yami, chained in divine light, trembled violently in the mory.
She was breaking.
"Do you know how long it took before she started to believe it?" Hikari mused. "Before she started to think that maybe, just maybe, you weren't coming back?"
The mory shifted again.
Yami.
Her voice hoarse.
Her body barely able to hold itself up.
She whispered.
"...Noboru... My lord ... gone."
Then, lightning.
A divine shock ripped through her body, and she scread, her voice tearing through dinsions.
Hikari chuckled.
"Oops," he said, grinning. "Guess she wasn't supposed to say that."
Noboru's heart pounded in his chest.
Hikari's eyes glead.
"But that wasn't enough."
Noboru saw her.
Yami, bound in chains.
But sothing was different.
Before, she had been broken, tortured, her body left to bleed and suffer. Before, she had scread his na, reaching for him even as she was beaten into submission.
But now—
Her eyes were empty.
Lifeless.
Void of recognition.
And standing before her—radiant, untouchable, basking in the glow of his own cruelty—was Yahweh.
Noboru's fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked.
Yahweh raised a hand, golden light gathering at his fingertips, the weight of his Omni Energy pressing down like a divine hamr, crushing everything in its wake.
"mories are fragile things," he mused, his voice like a god dictating the fate of lesser beings. "They can be rewritten... molded... erased. The mind is nothing more than clay in the hands of its Creator."
He stepped forward, towering over Yami's trembling form. Her body flinched instinctively, though she could barely move, barely react.
"But even the strongest minds cling to what they love," Yahweh continued, voice filled with disgust. "And yours, wretched thing, clings to him."
The word dripped with venom.
With a flick of his wrist, divine symbols appeared in the air, glowing with an impossible brilliance.
He raised a single finger—and the scripts burned into her skin.
Yami's body jerked violently.
A scream ripped from her throat, a sound so raw, so agonized, that even the Void itself seed to recoil.
But Yahweh did not stop.
The divine inscriptions—etched into the very essence of her being—glowed brighter, sinking deeper into her flesh, branding her from the inside out.
They weren't just rewriting her thoughts.
They were rewriting her.
The chains tightened around her wrists, hoisting her up like a marionette on strings. Her back arched unnaturally, her breath caught in her throat.
And then—
Yahweh spoke.
"Forget."
A crack of golden lightning erupted from the sigils, searing into her mind like molten fire.
Yami convulsed. Her lips parted—Noboru's na almost forming on her tongue—
Another shock.
Her scream shattered the air.
Yahweh's eyes glead.
"Forget him."
More lightning. More divine inscriptions burrowing into her like parasites.
"Forget his voice. Forget his touch. Forget the way he looked at you. Forget the way he made you feel. Forget the warmth you foolishly cherished. Rember only the loneliness he made you feel, The heartbreak of him gone. Rember all your fights weapon. That what he saw you as a weapon"
The divine light engulfed her.
Her fingers twitched. Her body writhing, burning from the inside out.
But she still clung to it.
She still clung to the mories of him.
Yahweh's expression darkened.
"You are nothing without . You belong to Heaven, to my will. Not to a mistake."
His golden hand hovered over her forehead, and with a final, brutal command, his voice echoed across every layer of existence.
"Erase."
A surge of divine force—pure, absolute, unstoppable—tore through her.
Noboru watched it happen.
Watched as her lips parted in a silent gasp.
Watched as her fingers—once trembling with resistance—went still.
Watched as the light in her eyes died.
And then—she stopped screaming.
She stopped moving.
She just... hung there.
Silent.
Still.
Gone.
And Yahweh... smiled.
Hikari turned to Noboru, watching his face, drinking in the way his body shook with unfiltered, murderous rage.
"You see, abomination..." Hikari whispered, stepping closer, his voice soft, mocking. "She didn't just forget you."
He tilted his head, his golden aura flickering with amusent.
"She doesn't know you."
A slow grin stretched across his lips.
"You're nothing to her now."
The Void pulsed again.
The mory faded, and Hikari turned back to the real Yami—floating, unconscious, consud by the darkness of the void.
"But Father isn't wasteful," Hikari said smoothly, crossing his arms. "He didn't just break her. He perfected her. He forged her into his ultimate weapon—the one thing in existence that could erase beings like you his enemies completely."
He grinned, golden energy flaring around him.
"That's why she's still alive. Why he didn't kill her after breaking her."
A pause.
"She exists for one reason, and one reason alone."
Hikari pointed directly at Noboru.
"To erase you."
The Void pulsed eratically.
Yami's body twitched.
Noboru felt it.
A pulse.
A single sound echoed across infinite dinsions.
A whisper.
A na.
"Noboru..."
Her voice.
Her real voice.
Not a weapon. Not a mindless void. Her. And then— Shocks of lighting coursed throughout her body punishing her "N...Noboru... my... lord..."Her voice was weak, fragnted—barely there. But it was hers. Hers. "I... knew... you would... return..."
"Oh would you look at that it seems there is still a bit of her left in but I doubt she will resist father." Hikari said in pleasure.
Then—Agony. Lightning crackled through her body, her scream tearing through the battlefield.
"And there it is fathers divine lightning correcting her disgusting hope." Hikari said happily.
"Please... Help... ... Forgive... !
Noboru turned to face Hikari, his eyes glowing.
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