A god at the absolute peak of this universe seed like a child before a true god, unable to bear the overwhelming presence emanating from that place. No matter what he tried to do, he couldn’t even look directly at the chairs. Each throne was unique, radiating an aura of power and strength never before witnessed. Those thrones were more than re seats; they were symbols of transcendent authority.
In one of the chairs, an immaterial, translucent, and golden figure appeared, completely devoid of discernible features. No gender, no race, not even a perceptible aura could be identified. It was as if the being present was an existence impossible to comprehend by any logic. Paradoxically, the chair in which it rested exuded a presence greater than its own, sothing beyond the understanding of most present.
So gods and Kayden understood what this ant; that being was superior to its throne, but the throne could still be felt in this universe, as it was still at the level of the universe, while that being… was far beyond the level of this universe. Its strength couldn’t even be felt by others; rely the aura of its manifestation in this universe was already superior to everything these gods had experienced throughout their lives.
The re raising of the finger of that being tore space apart. Its body was stronger than the very fabric that held space together. It lifted it above its head, and a lightning bolt shot out from it—lightning with no color and no form. All that could be felt was that it was lightning. It was a law in its living, pulsating form. No one knew, nor had any idea of what exactly that lightning was, not even a single god observing it could understand.
The lightning headed towards Kayden. The boy looked up and smiled. He had trained his entire life for this mont. By feeling himself challenging sothing that was beyond the universe itself, he understood that all of his sacrifices had been worth it. Every second he spent training was worthwhile in that very mont, a mortal against a true god. That old adrenaline of facing the impossible flooded Kayden’s body. It had been billions of years since he last felt this.
"Existence is my domain," Kayden declared, then demonstrated everything he had prepared for billions of years. All the mana, all of reality, all space, all matter for ten million kiloters ceased to be natural.
Mana was no longer mana. Space was no longer space. Trees were no longer trees. Water was no longer water. Reality itself was no longer reality. Everything stopped making sense, everything beca a complete domain of Kayden. There was no longer any distinction between Kayden and the ten million around him. Everything was him, and at the sa ti, nothing was him—true absolute control.
The tenth lightning was completely surreal, infinitely superior to anything most gods had ever witnessed in their entire lives. It began to destroy all of space-ti in seconds. Kayden felt one of the craziest sensations of his life. He was facing the lightning in just one facet of space-ti but knew he was facing it in a practically infinite number of alternatives.
Without any fear, in all the alternatives, Kayden did the sa thing. He converted everything to his domain and formulated a lightning bolt. This lightning was no longer part of the basic elents. It was simply an incomplete, perfect law, as it was the mixture of all reality within Kayden’s reach in a single movent.
After this, Kayden converted all the void into lightning. It was completely insane again. It was no longer lightning, but an extension of himself, an extension of a law that ca from him. Kayden had practically incorporated himself into a law. It still didn’t have a na.
After that, he converted all the space between reality and the void into a lightning bolt of ten million kiloters. Again, another insane lightning appeared. Kayden now had three lightning bolts within his reach, each holding a power he never could have even dread of. In one of the most insane demonstrations of control over his abilities, Kayden rged the three lightning bolts into one. Kayden’s new lightning was completely insane. Just as the tenth lightning could disrupt the tiline, Kayden was now doing the sa.
The difference was that Kayden was not the heavens and could not maintain changes to the tiline in the sa way. He simply couldn’t hold the ti from passing, and it would soon return to normal. It was much like space, which always reconstructed itself. The difference was that any common mage could modify space to so degree.
In all the tilines, Kayden rose against the tenth lightning. It was the sa movent in everyone. The sa action in all of them. A perfect soul that, no matter how many tis it was divided, would perform the sa action. It would always be the sa in different tilines. In a million events, he would do the sa in all of them. It was sothing beautiful to behold.
The tenth lightning fell with a force that did not match the level of mortals. It was simply too insane. Kayden had never seen anything so powerful before, not even Atlas’ at the ti seed so strong, probably because it was not Kayden who was facing the lightning directly.
The tenth lightning was not just a manifestation of absolute power, but a total rupture in the foundations of the universe. Wherever it touched, space fragnted into prisms of pure energy, creating cracks that expanded like endless webs, each carrying echoes of alternate realities. Ti, fluid and fragile, shattered into fragnts that revealed glimpses of the past, present, and future, before reconstituting itself in a chaotic and relentless dance. Even the heavens, witnesses to countless ages and battles, seed to hesitate before the magnitude of the impact. Each pulse of the lightning carried a pressure so overwhelming it threatened to disintegrate the barriers between dinsions, while waves of pure energy resonated, leaving invisible marks on the fabric of space-ti. The tenth lightning was more than a test; it was a cosmic event, proof that the fundantal forces could be challenged, shaped, and surpassed by those who rose beyond their mortality.
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