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Chapter 137 – The Void Star’s Wrath The void star pulsed in the nexus’s starfield, its black maw a churning vortex that devoured light and spat shards of chaos, each pulse a war cry that shredded the fabric of reality. Jessica hung in the collapsing abyss, her golden glow a frail flicker, her hollowness a screaming void, torn by Malric’s cruel laughter her father’s form fused with the fracture’s weavers and her mother’s whispered betrayal: “He’s lying, but so am I.”

Shia and Langrion, unable to part from each other for a second, walked hand in hand behind Khailis and Marmie. Tugging at Langrion’s coat, Shia remembered what Sirion said about the void. “We heard that the void had been compromised. What happened?” Langrion ran his hand into his hair, recalling what had taken place. “The void turned into a sort of stomach. We trudged for hours in the dark. Thankfully, we were able to get out of it in time to see you and Khailis.” “You walked in the void for hours? Did you enter it early?”

"What happened to them?" "They choked." Vladislov stopped directly in front of Jack, close enough that his cold breath brushed Jack's face. "They ate too much, too fast, and they choked on infinity. The Void consumed them from the inside, and they became nothing but empty shells, eternally hungry, eternally empty." "That won't happen to me."

One by one, they broke free, stumbling backwards, the vortex weakening as the tower’s structure failed. The construct collapsed into itself with a final soundless scream and vanished, leaving only scorched ground where it had stood. Elara fell to her knees, blood streaming from her nose, the cost of what she had done etched in every trembling muscle. But they were alive. All of them. “Retreat,” she gasped. “Now.” They did not argue this time. The formation re-established itself around her, Torrin lifting her bodily as they ran back toward the boundary. Behind them, the Void’s response was building. More creatures are emerging, larger entities are stirring in the depths, and darkness is gathe

But you owe me. “Fuck,” Nico spat, nose flaring as he returned his phone into his pocket, threw his head against the headrest and tried to force in a mouthful of air into his lungs. It was like he couldn’t breathe. The car felt smaller than it had just moments ago, and already the edges of his vision were beginning to shift. A ringing had started up in one ear, and the urge to strip off his clothes and breathe, just breathe, grew stronger with every passing nanosecond. He came to his decision even before he realized it.

"We do not know. The Ven have never seen anything like it. The Shard have legends about them. They call them Void Walkers." "Legends? What kind of legends?" Prism hesitated. "The kind you hope stay legends. The Shard say the Void Walkers are beings from outside our dimension. They do not exist in normal space. They pass through it. And wherever they pass—" "What?" "Reality breaks. Space collapses. Everything they touch—stops existing." Silence fell over the council room. "You are saying they erase reality?" Unity asked. "Locally. Yes. Small pockets at first. But the holes grow. Expand. Consume more space."

"Make her fall in love with you and then tell her it's a bet when she has fallen for you." The rest at the table waited for my response. "Well, I accept it. I will make her fall for me." I agreed. "But don't you ever fall in love with her." Brandon warned. "I won't, it isn't the first time we are betting, anyways." I smirked at him. I never lose a bet, the guys know that. And this one will be the same.

“Watch everything. Trust no one. Not tonight.” The figure paused, hesitation in its step, then retreated into the fog. But the tension didn’t fade. My chest heaved, mind racing with fear and exhilaration. He turned to me, eyes smoldering. “You see? Even the past… even the lies… they follow us. But it doesn’t matter. Because fire… fire consumes all.” “Even me?” I whispered, voice trembling. “Even my heart, my mind… my everything?” “Yes,” he murmured, fingers brushing my cheek, pulling me closer. “Because once you surrender… fully… there’s no turning back. And you… you’ve already surrendered.”

Stepped into the trap. Now I just had to survive it. The elevator descended, carrying me back to ground level. Back to reality. Except reality had just shifted into something I didn’t recognize. And there was no going back.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

They weren't falling; they were being pulled upward into a sea of white-hot information. "Kaelor! Hold on to me!" Aradaa’s voice echoed in a way that defied physics. He felt his skin stretching, the boundaries of his physical body dissolving into a stream of high-frequency pulses. The pain was sharp—a thousand needles of data stitching into his nervous system. Kaelor’s hand was a heavy, crushing heat against his own. It was the only thing that felt real. The Void they had fought off before was back, but this time it wasn't deleting. It was inviting. The Great Weave opened like a massive, hungry lung, drawing them into the center of the galaxy’s heartbeat.