[: 3rd POV :]
At the sa ti when all of the other Royal Families had entered the Domains, lira stepped into one of the Domains with confidence in her eyes.
There was no fear nor was there any hesitation in her eyes.
Whether it will be Apostles, Gods or whatever divine beings she will have as her enemies, she paid no fear to it.
Because after all, she was the mother of Daniel who knows nothing about fear and consequences.
The mont lira stepped into Daniel's manifested domain, the air itself folded inward.
The sky above was a torn mixture of galaxies and void scars.
It was like a fractured mockery of the cosmos combined with Daniel's work, a way and a battlefield made to suppress divine beings.
On the other hand, there were Five presences awaited her, suspended in the broken heavens like malignant stars.
The Apostles of the Mystic Believers drifted forward first, cloaks of shimring nebulae trailing behind them.
*Grand Oracle Veylit, a towering figure of liquid silver and crystal eyes.
Mournblade Isharr, gaunt and wrapped in shadowed scripture.
*Salvatorin the Bleak, whose hollow chest caved inward like a dying star.
Behind them, the sky rippled and tore, revealing the other two Apostles.
The Apostles of the Constellation of the Whispering Stars descended like ons.
*Astraeon the Whispering Eclipse, his body frad by a halo of rotating star shards.
Seraphel the Star-Drowned, her silhouette warped by impossible constellations etched into her flesh.
Five monsters and only one Empress.
They regarded her with amused disdain.
Astraeon floated forward.
"So this is the mother of that forbidden mortal?"
"The forbidden little spark who thinks he walks among gods?"
Seraphel laughed softly, like bells ringing in a drowned cathedral.
"Her soul is bright. I want it. I want to peel it apart."
lira did not respond.
Her boots touched fractured stone and there was no sound, only the soft tremor of a world anticipating death.
She exhaled and invoked the truth of her ultimate transformation.
And as she did, the domain dimd as if the reality around it feared her.
Her voice rang like a funeral bell.
[: Class: Sovereign of Cataclysm: The Final Hour :]
Reality convulsed.
Light and darkness were dragged toward her like rivers folding into a dying star.
Her presence twisted the battlefield into a spiraling storm of collapsing space, orbiting her like devouring moons.
Cracks ran across the sky itself.
Veylith recoiled.
"Impossible! What kind of ability allows a mortal to possessed the powers of divine beings!?"
Isharr hissed, scripture burning around him.
"Are you telling that mortals in this world possessed an equal potential to a deity!?"
But lira only lifted her chin and her aura detonated.
[: Trait: Absolute Ruin: Crown of Unmaking :]
A corona of black-red radiance ignited around her head, a crown sculpted from the collapse of laws.
Gravity bent sideways.
Ti distorted for a mont and light shrieked as it died.
The Apostles stumbled as reality buckled.
Salvatorin's voice cracked.
"She's shattering our conceptual anchors!"
**BOOM.**
A single pulse of her aura vaporized an entire floating mountain.
Veylith's silver skin lted from the backlash.
[: Bloodline: Doom of Eternal: Genesis of Destruction :]
Her blood ignited.
Crimson-black fire blazed through her veins, spilling from her skin like bleeding starlight.
A colossal phantom manifested behind her, an entity crowned with worlds cracked like eggshells.
Its eyes were supernovas collapsing.
Its presence alone silenced galaxies.
Astraeon trembled.
"This is ridiculous!"
lira's voice carried no emotion.
"Are you all...afraid...?"
"Nonsense!"
The phantom behind her opened its jaw.
Stars died inside it.
[: Physique: Eternal Cataclysm Body: Vessel of Nothingness :]
Her body twisted.
Obsidian armor sprouted from her limbs, molten lines glowing like magma trapped beneath cracked glass.
Her skin radiated annihilation; her hair beca streaks of black voidfire whipping behind her like living cots.
Every step she took ripped seams in space, bleeding white voidlight.
Seraphel whispered, trembling.
"She is… a walking end. We have to stop her!"
[: Innate: Planetbreaker: Ruination of the Spheres :]
lira raised one hand.
The horizon collapsed.
Not in an explosion, no. Reality folded, shattering like a glass sphere crushed in a titan's grip.
Astraeon gasped, "She can break planets, without touching them"
Her gaze lifted to the heavens.
The stars dimd.
The constellation of the Whispering Serpent shattered.
[: Soul Weapon: Sceptre of Endless Ruin — Last Dawn :]
The world scread.
A blackened sceptre manifested in her hand, runes dripping molten crimson.
Its core glowed with the last heartbeat of a dying universe.
Cracks shot across the sky as if creation itself rejected the weapon.
When she gripped it, the world nearly stopped.
lira had ascended and she was no longer just an Empress.
But the incarnation of Absolute Destruction and the Apostles felt it.
For the first ti in millennia, they truly felt fear and it all happened within the ti span of a few seconds.
Veylith acted first.
[: Celestial Rite: Chains of Absolute Truth :]
Silver chains shot from dinsional cracks, spiraling toward lira.
Each chain was carved from constants of concepts that should not break.
But lira lifted a finger.
**CRACK.**
The chains shattered like dry twigs.
Veylith froze.
"W–What?!"
lira's expression sharpened.
[: Cataclysm Art: Severance Pulse :]
A ripple of red-black energy expanded from her body.
Veylith's left arm evaporated.
It simply gone.
[: Mystic Scripture: Tower of A Thousand Judgents :]
A colossal obsidian tower erupted beneath lira, runes glowing with forbidden law.
It folded entire mories of worlds into blades of taphysical judgent.
The tower slamd down.
Yet lira didn't move.
The tower cracked.
Then it lted.
Her aura turned the entire structure into liquid agony.
Isharr stumbled backward.
"This—this is not mortal power!"
His body expanded into a sphere of collapsing twilight.
[: Believer's Sacrant: Collapse of Worship :]
Every prayer from his believers materialized as star-shaped spears raining on lira like a celestial monsoon.
She lifted her sceptre.
[: Last Dawn: Null Horizon :]
A wave of pure nothingness swept outward.
Every spear dissolved.
Salvatorin scread as the wave touched him and half of his torso vanished.
Eventually, Astraeon spread his arms.
[: Constellation Domain: Zodiac's Last Whisper :]
Millions of star shards ford an orbiting constellation field around lira, each shard sharp enough to carve galaxies.
Seraphel followed.
[: Star-Drowned Rite: Abyssal Morningstar :]
A black hole condensed into her palm.
She hurled it.
The Morningstar exploded.
The world turned white.
The Apostles stared in horror.
A sphere of erasure floated around lira, blocking every attack.
She stepped forward.
Stone turned to dust under her feet.
Her voice carried infinite finality.
[: Planetbreaker Art: Execution teor :]
Her sceptre swung upward.
A planet materialized in the sky.
A real planet, one dragged from another dinsion, compressed into a molten sphere.
She hurled it downward.
**BOOOOOOOOOOOM**
The impact obliterated Salvatorin instantly.
His body didn't burn.
It didn't break.
He ceased to exist.
Astraeon scread in fury and desperation.
[: Constellation Overdrive: Eclipse Ascendant :]
He morphed into a humanoid eclipse, a living black sun.
He barreled toward her.
lira t him with a single gesture.
[: Cataclysmic Rend :]
A line of red energy crossed his body.
Astraeon froze.
Then split cleanly in half.
Both halves evaporated into stardust before reaching the ground.
Veylith summoned spears of pure divinity.
Isharr ford an execution ritual of a trillion cursed runes.
lira twirled the sceptre.
[: Doom Genesis: Symphony of Ruin :]
Reality bent.
A sphere of annihilation expanded from the sceptre.
Their attacks fell in and it never ca out.
The sphere struck them.
They scread as their bodies broke into fractals, reshaping, collapsing, reforming, until nothing was left but howling consciousness unable to anchor itself to flesh.
They died screaming.
And now, Only Seraphel remained.
She was shook.
Her constellation marks flickered chaotically.
"You… you're a monster."
lira approached her calmly.
Seraphel backed away, but the sky closed around her.
The domain bent to lira's will.
lira spoke softly.
"You call a monster"
The sceptre lowered.
"But I am what stands between my son and every threat to his existence"
Seraphel shrieked and unleashed her final attack.
[: Abyssal Zodiac: Final Starfall :]
A billion black stars rained upon lira.
She raised her hand.
[: Cataclysm Domain: Death of Heavens :]
Her domain overpowered Seraphel's.
The stars froze.
Cracked.
Then shattered into ash.
lira appeared before Seraphel instantly.
She whispered:
"Die."
The sceptre pierced Seraphel's chest.
Before Seraphel could scream, lira twisted reality.
A spiral of void tore open behind them, a tunnel of screaming galaxies, a vortex of raw soul threads.
Seraphel's soul was ripped from her body, drawn screaming into the rift.
lira stepped in after her.
Inside it was an infinite desert of broken spirits.
Thousands of soul-boned chains rose from the ground.
They wrapped around Seraphel's soul, pulling her to a crucifix of cosmic bone.
Ti fractured.
A single second beca an eternity.
lira raised her hand.
[: Soul Art: Thousandfold Damnation :]
Her palm opened.
Seraphel's soul combusted.
Reford.
Combusted again.
Over and over, thousands of years of tornt compressed into a heartbeat.
Seraphel's screams shook the realm, then faded into silence as her soul turned to dust.
lira left the Soul Realm.
The rift closed.
And now, lira stood in the silent domain.
Five Apostles erased.
Five divine threats annihilated.
Reality still trembled from her presence.
The sceptre dissolved back into the void.
Her aura dimd.
But in her eyes, one truth remained.
Anyone who threatened her son
would face Absolute Destruction.
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