Todos los capítulos de REJECTED BY BILLIONAIRE, CHOSEN BY THE DEVIL KING : Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

The moment the door exploded open, the universe screamed.Not metaphorically.The universe itself screamed.Stars shattered.Oceans rose into the sky.Mountains bent.Time stopped for three seconds.Then everything moved again.Sophia stood between Lucien and Seraphina, staring into the darkness beyond the door.Thousands of enormous eyes watched them.But the eyes weren’t the frightening part.It was what surrounded them.Bodies.Colossal bodies stretching beyond the horizon.Some had wings made of galaxies.Some had faces covered in stars.Some had no faces at all.And some were nothing but enormous shadows.The Father Beyond whispered:“The Primordials.”Sophia turned.“You knew they existed?”He nodded.“They existed before creation.”“Before you?”“Before everything.”One of the creatures moved.The movement alone created a new galaxy.Seraphina held her mother’s hand.“Mummy…”Sophia looked at her.“I’m here.”“They’re angry.”“I know.”“No.”Seraphina shook her head.“You don’t

For the first time since creation Sophia was afraid.Not because of the Primordials.Not because of Asterion.Not because of the First Silence.Not even because Lucien had disappeared and returned.She was afraid because something had happened that none of them had prepared for.The book had named a human.Aondona.And the moment that name appeared every universe became silent.Sophia stared at the black book.“Who is he?”Noah didn’t answer.Mora didn’t answer.Even the Primordials remained silent.Finally, the Father Beyond spoke.“He’s not one of us.”Sophia frowned.“Then what is he?”The Father Beyond looked toward the darkness above them.“He’s the one outside.”The World Outside the StorySophia looked upward.“Outside what?”Asterion answered:“Outside everything.”He explained that every universe had an edge.Beyond that edge was another reality.And beyond that reality another.But eventually there was a final boundary.Beyond that boundary was a world where none of the laws

The pen hit the ground.CLINK.The sound was small.Almost meaningless.Yet every universe heard it.The Author stared at Seraphina.For the first time since entering the story he looked genuinely confused.“What did you do?”Seraphina smiled.“I gave you what you gave us.”“A story.”The Author looked at his hands.They were changing.The power that had surrounded him was disappearing.His memories began becoming fragmented.He looked toward Sophia.“Undo this.”Sophia shook her head.“I can’t.”“You don’t understand.”“Then explain.”The Author’s voice trembled.“I don’t know how to be a character.”Seraphina answered:“Neither did we.”The Author’s First FearThe Author looked around.The Primordials were no longer bowing.The Father Beyond was gone.The First Silence stood watching.Asterion smiled.Mora had returned.Death stood beside her.Lucien remained beside Sophia.Everyone was looking at the Author.But nobody obeyed him anymore.He picked up the pen.Nothing happened.He

Nobody moved. The woman stood inside the newborn universe, wearing a crown that Lucien had never seen before. Her face was Sophia’s. Her voice was Sophia’s. Even her mannerisms were familiar. But her eyes were completely empty. Lucien stepped closer. “Sophia?” The woman smiled. “Not yours.” Sophia stared at her. “Who are you?” The woman lifted the crown. “I’m the life you rejected.” Seraphina immediately stepped between them. “Stay away from my mother.” The woman laughed. “Your mother?” She looked at Sophia. “Interesting.” Then she looked at Seraphina. “You shouldn’t exist either.” Seraphina’s eyes flashed. “Neither should you.” The woman’s smile disappeared. “Exactly.” The Rejected Worlds The woman raised her hand. The newborn universe disappeared. In its place appeared billions of worlds. Each one contained a different Sophia. A Sophia who chose power. A Sophia who chose the First Silence. A Sophia who became the Devil

The battlefield disappeared. There was no sky. No ground. No stars. Only the white door. And the man standing behind it He looked like Lucien. But older. Stronger. His silver-black hair fell across his forehead, and his eyes carried the same golden glow Seraphina had inherited. In his arms a baby stared at Sophia. Those golden eyes were impossible to ignore. Sophia whispered: “Seraphina’s son…” The real Lucien stepped forward. “If you’re me…” The older man smiled. “I’m not.” He looked directly at him. “I’m what you become if you survive.” Lucien froze. The Future That Wasn’t Supposed to Exist Seraphina stepped forward. “You said you’re my son.” The man nodded. “Yes.” “What’s your name?” He smiled. “You haven’t given me one yet.” Seraphina frowned. “What do you mean?” He looked toward the baby. “Because I haven’t been born in your timeline.” Elyra’s eyes widened. “Then how are you here?” The man answered: “Because t