?548: Realm XIII 548: Realm XIII The veil of existence shattered as the Primordial of Order descended.

    Aiden barely had a moment to react before reality itself froze around him.

    “I am Lord Order.

    And you, mortal, have defied laws that cannot be defied.” A being clad in pure gold, with no face, no body—just an infinite presence—loomed over the battlefield.

    Its voice was not heard but felt, like an unbreakable command echoing inside every particle of existence.

    Aiden gritted his teeth as his entire being—his body, soul, and even thoughts—were bound in a cage of Absolute Law.

    —CLANG—!

    His sword, the Blade of Infinity, was ripped from his grasp and crushed into nothingness.

    “All that you are, all that you could have been—I command it to cease.” The power of Order was absolute.

    Unquestionable.

    No rebellion, no resistance.

    Aiden’s very concept of existence was being erased.

    But then— —THRUM—!

    Aiden laughed.

    “You think I broke your laws...

    while still being bound by them?” The Primordial of Order froze.

    —CRACK— Aiden moved.

    The Absolute Law shattered like glass.

    Reality bent as Aiden rewrote his own existence.

    His body, once bound, became something untouchable—a state that even Order could not define.

    His will became law.

    His very presence distorted cause and effect.

    “You are Order.

    I am BEYOND ORDER.” A single step forward— —BOOM—!

    Aiden’s fist met the core of Order itself.

    —SHATTER—!

    The Primordial of Order screamed.

    Its golden form, once eternal, fractured as cracks ran across its infinite body.

    An existence that was supposed to be unbreakable...

    had been broken.

    “Impossible...!” Aiden’s eyes burned like twin black stars as he raised his hand.

    And then— —HE CRUSHED ORDER.** The first Primordial had fallen.

    But this was just the beginning.

    Above, the remaining Primordials watched in horror.

    “He broke Order...

    WE CANNOT LET HIM LIVE!” The War of the Gods had truly begun.

    The cosmic battlefield trembled.

    The very laws of existence warped and twisted as the surviving Primordials gathered.

    The Primordial of Chaos, a shifting mass of infinite colors, crackled with a mad laughter.

    “Oh my, ORDER is gone~?

    HAH!

    FINALLY!

    BUT YOU—” —SNAP—!

    With a simple wave, the entire cosmos turned inside out around Aiden.

    “LET’S SEE HOW YOU DEAL WITH CHAOS!” —BOOM—!

    A million dimensions exploded.

    Paradoxes were forced into existence.

    Logic, time, and life itself were turned into a mockery.

    Aiden’s form shifted—one moment, he was a child, the next, he was a universe, then a concept, then nothing at all.

    But his eyes remained cold.

    His will refused to be rewritten.

    —HE TOOK A STEP— —AND DEFIED CHAOS.** “Is that all?” The Primordial of Chaos froze.

    “No...

    No this isn’t possible—” —CLANG—!

    Aiden’s hand pierced Chaos.

    Light erupted.

    Chaos screamed.

    A being that should never be contained, was being contained.

    “YOU CAN’T—THIS IS—!” —CRACK—!

    The Primordial of Chaos was sealed into Aiden’s palm.

    Aiden closed his fist.

    And Chaos vanished.

    The remaining Primordials stepped back in fear.

    The War of the Gods had only just begun.

    Aiden stood amidst the wreckage of a shattered reality.

    The Primordial of Chaos had been sealed, and the other Primordials were shaken.

    —WHO IS HE?— —HOW CAN A MERE STAGE ONE BEING...— —HOW DID HE DEFY CHAOS?— Fear.

    It was something that beings older than time itself had not felt in eons.

    But now... they feared Aiden.

    “You are in my way.” Aiden’s voice was calm—too calm.

    The Primordial of Space, a being composed of infinite galaxies, trembled.

    “This is a joke... It has to be!” —CRACK—!

    The fabric of existence trembled as Aiden raised his hand.

    And then— “Your powers belong to me.” —FWOOOSH—!

    The Primordial of Space screamed as Aiden reached into his core—and took it.

    Space itself became his.

    The stars shuddered.

    The galaxies swirled in submission.

    Aiden turned to the remaining Primordials.

    “Who’s next?” No one answered.

    Because they were already fleeing.

    But no matter how far they ran... They would always be within his grasp.

    Because space belonged to HIM.

    And the Throne of Creation was now within his reach.

    The universe itself shuddered.

    Aiden stood amidst the collapsing fragments of the Primordial of Space, his very presence warping the surrounding reality.

    The once-mighty being, an existence formed from infinite dimensions and galaxies, was now nothing more than a core resting in Aiden’s palm.

    A Primordial Core—a supreme form of power, holding centless laws.

    Aiden clenched his fist, and the core dissolved into his body.

    [Primordial Authority of Space Acquired.] [Authority Fusion in Progress...] —BOOM—!

    Aiden’s very existence expanded, stretching across countless worlds, dimensions, and timelines.

    He could feel everything—every corner of space, every whisper in the void.

    For a moment, he was no longer just Aiden—he was Space itself.

    But it wasn’t enough.

    He had only taken the first step.

    He turned his gaze toward the vast cosmic battlefield, where the remaining Primordials were retreating.

    Running?

    Aiden smirked.

    “You can’t escape space itself.” —CRACK—!

    Reality fractured as Aiden stepped forward.

    In an instant, he appeared before the Primordial of Time—a golden, ethereal figure with millions of clockwork rings orbiting its form.

    The being froze.

    “This can’t be...!” The Primordial of Time had ruled the flow of existence since the birth of the first stars.

    Yet, at this moment, he was paralyzed.

    Because Aiden was beyond time now.

    —SWOOSH—!

    Aiden raised his hand, and the clockwork rings shattered.

    “Your power is mine.” The Primordial of Time let out a final, broken scream before his very essence was absorbed into Aiden’s being.

    —BOOM—!

    Time itself stopped for an instant.

    Then— It resumed, with Aiden as its master.

    [Primordial Authority of Time Acquired.] [Authority Fusion in Progress...] Aiden’s eyes gleamed as he clenched his fist.

    He had obtained both Space and Time—the foundation of reality itself.

    And now... The Throne of Creation was within his grasp.

    Aiden stood amidst the shattered ruins of the cosmic battlefield.

    The corpses of Primordials, beings that had ruled since the birth of existence, floated lifelessly in the void.

    Space and Time—both now belonged to him.

    The very fabric of reality pulsed within his veins, bending to his mere thought.

    Galaxies collapsed, time loops shattered, and dimensions crumbled under his control.

    [Authority Fusion Complete.] [New Title Acquired: The Absolute Axis.] Then— The Universe Trembled.

    Across countless realms, divine beings, eldritch horrors, and supreme rulers froze as an unseen force pressed down upon them.

    —THE ABSOLUTE AXIS HAS BEEN BORN— An announcement that reverberated through the entire multiverse.

    And then... They bowed.

    From Supreme Gods to Abyssal Monarchs, from the rulers of celestial realms to the dark sovereigns of chaotic voids—they all fell to their knees.

    Bowing to Aiden.

    For he was now above them all.

    “All of you... belong to me now.” Aiden’s voice echoed across eternity, resonating through every plane of existence.

    There was no opposition.

    There was no defiance.

    For in this moment, he was not just a ruler—he was Reality itself.

    Aiden stood alone, suspended in the vastness of the infinite void.

    The concept of time, space, and existence itself shuddered around him.

    He had done it.

    He had transcended the hierarchy of reality, breaking past the final limit.

    No longer bound by the rules of creation, no longer subject to fate.

    [You Have Reached The Apex.] [You Are The First To Attain The Concept Of Omnipresence.] [The Throne of All Existence Is Now Yours.] And then— The cosmic expanse before him shifted, revealing something beyond the edge of the multiverse.

    A throne.

    It was not just a seat of power—it was a construct beyond existence itself.

    An unimaginable entity sat upon it, its form ever-changing, beyond mortal comprehension.

    It radiated an aura so absolute that even the most ancient cosmic beings could not exist in its presence.

    “You have reached the end.” The entity’s voice echoed through all realities, filled with something that was neither approval nor rejection—merely an immutable truth.

    “You wish to claim this throne?” Aiden met its gaze.

    His own golden irises burned with absolute power, refusing to bow before even this final force.

    “I have surpassed everything to get here.” “If there is another step beyond, I will take it.” For a moment, silence reigned.

    And then— The Throne of All Existence began to change, responding to Aiden’s presence.

    The laws of reality rewrote themselves.

    [A New Path Has Been Created.] [The Concept of Omnipotence Has Been Defined.] [You Are Its First Bearer.] And with that— Aiden took his seat upon the Throne.

    And the Multiverse—no, All of Creation—knelt before him.