The sky was split. Space had lost all order.
The fused form of Suelo and the Grand Devil, now known as the Chaos God, hovered above the ruins of countless realms, their divine form exuding with immortal darkness and blinding brilliance. Their mere existence twisted the laws of divinity. Even time itself bent before them.
Below, Ian floated silently. His clothes were torn, his body bloodied, but his eyes, those cold, golden eyes, were calm. Too calm.
The Chaos God looked down at him with pride.
"You are finished. You barely survived the last exchange. You have nothing left."
Ian didn’t answer. He simply raised his head and stared. Not with fear. Not even with anger. But with something worse...
The Chaos God narrowed their eyes.
Ian finally opened his mouth.
"I thought I was beneath you. I thought I was merely part of your illusion."
He took a step forward. The air froze.
"But now that I see your desperation... your fear of being forgotten... I realize something."
He took another step. The clouds split.
"You never wanted to return to the Chaos Sea out of pride. You wanted to escape what you truly are... a failed fragment of a broken era."
The Chaos God’s body trembled slightly. "You dare..."
"All this destruction, all this drama, just to hide one truth..."
He clenched his fist. His voice grew colder.
"That even with all your schemes... you needed me to complete your plan."
The sky was split. Space had losThe sky was split. Space had lost all order.
The fused form of Suelo and the Grand Devil, now known as the Chaos God, hovered above the ruins of countless realms, their divine form exuding with immortal darkness and blinding brilliance. Their mere existence twisted the laws of divinity. Even time itself bent before them.
Below, Ian floated silently. His clothes were torn, his body bloodied, but his eyes, those cold, golden eyes, were calm. Too calm.
The Chaos God looked down at him with pride.
"You are finished. You barely survived the last exchange. You have nothing left."
Ian didn’t answer. He simply raised his head and stared. Not with fear. Not even with anger. But with something worse...
The Chaos God narrowed their eyes.
Ian finally opened his mouth.
"I thought I was beneath you. I thought I was merely part of your illusion."
He took a step forward. The air froze.
"But now that I see your desperation... your fear of being forgotten... I realize something."
He took another step. The clouds split.
"You never wanted to return to the Chaos Sea out of pride. You wanted to escape what you truly are... a failed fragment of a broken era."
The Chaos God’s body trembled slightly. "You dare..."
"All this destruction, all this drama, just to hide one truth..."
He clenched his fist. His voice grew colder.
"That even with all your schemes... you needed me to complete your plan."The
The sky trembled as the Chaos God’s aura surged, distorting reality itself. The heavens wept, and the earth groaned under the weight of their divine might. Yet, Ian stood with his arms crossed, his golden eyes gleaming with an unfathomable depth.
"You needed me," Ian repeated, his voice cutting through the void like a blade of frost. "All your grand schemes, your millennia of plotting... and in the end, you were nothing without me."
The Chaos God’s expression darkened, their divine form flickering between blinding radiance and abyssal darkness. "Insolent ant! You dare mock a god?!" Their voice boomed across the shattered realms, shaking the very fabric of existence.
But Ian only smiled, a cold, pitying smile that made the Chaos God’s divine heart shudder.
"Mock you? No." Ian took another step forward, and the space around him shattered like glass. "I’m just stating facts."
The Chaos God roared, their fury manifesting as a storm of annihilating energy. Mountains of void-black lightning descended, each strike capable of erasing entire worlds. Yet, before they could touch Ian, his body flickered, and he vanished.
A hand clamped onto the Chaos God’s shoulder from behind.
A single punch, a punch that carried the weight of shattered heavens, slammed into the Chaos God’s spine. Space itself fractured as the divine being was sent hurtling through dimensions, crashing through the remnants of countless ruined realms.
Ian flicked his wrist, dispersing the residual energy around him. "All that power, and yet... you’re still just a scared child, clinging to the past."
The Chaos God roared, their body reforming in an instant. "ENOUGH! I will erase you from existence!"
They raised their hand, summoning a Primordial Annihilation Seal, a technique said to have wiped out entire epochs. The very laws of the universe screamed as destruction incarnate gathered in their palm.
But Ian didn’t dodge.
He didn’t even flinch.
"You still don’t get it, do you?" His voice was calm, almost amused. "I’m not just part of your illusion..."
He raised a single finger.
"I’m the one who broke it."
The Annihilation Seal shattered like fragile glass before it could even be unleashed. The Chaos God’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Impossible! That was a divine law! How?!"
Ian’s golden eyes blazed. "Divine laws?" He chuckled. "I rewrote them."
With a single step, he appeared before the Chaos God, his presence crushing their divine aura like paper.
"Now... let me show you what true power looks like."
The Chaos God’s body convulsed as cracks of golden light spread across their form, their divine essence unraveling like a frayed tapestry. Their eyes, once filled with arrogance, now burned with disbelief, with fear.
"You... you can’t do this!" they roared, their voice trembling. "I am eternal! I am the end of all things!"
Ian’s expression remained icy, unmoved. His golden eyes gleamed with the weight of countless battles, of suffering endured, of truths uncovered. He raised his hand, and the very fabric of reality bent to his will.
"Eternal?" His voice was a whisper, yet it carried the force of a collapsing star. "You’re just a relic. A forgotten mistake."
With a single thought, he clenched his fist.
The Chaos God screamed as their body imploded, their divine flesh peeling away like ash in the wind. Their power, their essence, their very existence, all of it was being erased.
But their protests meant nothing.
Ian watched, cold and unflinching, as the last remnants of the Chaos God dissolved into nothingness. The skies, once torn asunder, began to mend. The shattered realms trembled, then stilled. The laws of divinity.
Then, with a final exhale, Ian closed his eyes.
And just like that, the Chaos God was no more.
Not a legend. Not a memory.