Against the heavens [war with fate]

r. Time fractured like glass, cascading into spirals of endless possibilities, on

he luminous glow of celestial ruins. His body bore the scars of countless battles, yet he remained unyielding, his golden eyes locked

nion :Celest

condensed into a singularity before imploding with a force that sent reality convulsing. His grandfather,

Reve

with a c

if time itself had been denied permission to progress. It was like Kanaan's attack

an's mind, but he had no time to process it

from the void, constricting Kanaan's form like an executioner's snar

fire, but you

resonated with the wei

d the c

symphony of power that surged through his veins. The chains cracked, shattering like br

nion : Obliv

her staggered, his form flickering between dimensions. Kanaan saw his opening and lunged only to fin

whispered. "But you are still bou

ng beyond pain,beyond agony. He was devastated, he had

have they

rs of death itself but

s unw

ad one l

tless years of growth, he thought he outgrew the skil

is grandfather's face. His raging eyes met the eyes that was said to have see

ance: Sover

his grandfather's vision from him. The world howled and quaked like the heaven

t a sigh,not of pa

is yours,

into the ether, the remnants of his existence

the eyes that could let even a mortal toy with the lines of fate , 'the sovereign of fate pupil' ,

ne it. He

s that

isn't

e beginning. They had let him reac

led as he raised the

es

firmly through timelines a

shattered

ed. Universes collapsed into

then

th

ecome the axis upon which all things turned. He was the reset. The ulti

it sha

hing that should not have been. The illusion revealed itself too late. The re

ever intended

int outline of his grandfather's

red the words his grandfath

at would be the point, you have to know you're quintillions of years younger to toy with fate befo

, si

grandfather meant, his gr

kne

ever the

hen he took the eyes

e so far but how could he be so foolish and na

rough time, but through something deeper. His memories disintegrated, his consciousness

t was all

of fragments of reality that was sp

-

e. The wind carried the scent of fresh earth and rain.

re a

am

in as he could hear honks of cars

here those honks

self and stood up, he som

see an I'd card on his ches

a stup

self as he sta