The emptiness itself began to tremble under the presence of the being. Kyle and Arche quickly realized that they were facing a monster. Neither of them had sensed his arrival until now.
Kyle glanced at Arche, and she met his eyes with a silent nod. Without a word, they stepped back, channeling their remaining strength. Their opposing flames surged forth, Darkness and Light entwining, colliding, and merging into one overwhelming force.
A massive crystal, gleaming white yet filled with devouring darkness, was born from their union. The attack surged forward, swallowing everything in its path as it hurtled toward the being.
The being, impressed by their power, began to clap his hands slowly, a twisted smile forming on his face.
"You two are opposites of one another… and both carry countless forms of absolute immortality. I don't know where you came from, or if your existence was a mistake but make no mistake, you are monsters."
Kyle and Arche exchanged confused looks. Their thoughts were the same: Why is he calling us monsters… when he is clearly the monster himself?
The being stepped forward as the merged flames rushed toward him. Just before they struck, he raised his hand and spoke calmly, "Mist Eater."
Behind him, a terrifying aura surged to life, spreading like a storm. In an instant, it consumed everything in its path. With a single swallow, both Kyle's dark fire and Arche's white flame were devoured completely.
Kyle and Arche froze, stunned at what they had just witnessed. Their eyes widened in disbelief what kind of power could erase their combined attack so easily?
The being clapped his hands, drawing their attention back to him. "You look confused," He said with a smile. "This is the Mist Eater , The devourer of limitation. It consumes anything that dares to exist before it."
The being began closing the distance toward Kyle and Arche. With each step, the pressure around them intensified, almost bending reality itself. Both Kyle and Arche felt their heads being forced downward by the sheer presence of the superior being.
They struggled, forcing themselves not to bow, but no matter how hard they resisted, the force was too strong to overcome.
Summoning their final strength, Kyle and Arche launched a barrage of attacks at the being. Multiple strikes rained down, but each one was effortlessly blocked by his hands.
No matter how hard they tried to land a hit, he continued to dodge and parry with ease. It felt as if they weren't fighting a being at all, but nothing, an illusion, a shadow of their own imagination.
The being finally began to counterattack. With just a touch, Kyle and Arche's bodies started to vanish. They tried to regenerate using their powers, but nothing worked. their abilities were useless against him.
Both Kyle and Arche suffered fatal injuries, their strength fading fast. Their lives were slipping away, taken by a force they didn't even understand.
In the endless void where the mysterious figure had been trapped, he finally smiled, lying down in boredom. So that guy finally came on his own to settle things.
"That being… Mist Dream, isn't it? The true creator of many stories. And this… one of the stories is his," he murmured.
As Kyle and Arche continued their deadly struggle, the pages of the story began to shift and warp, catching his attention.
It's about time…
With that, the mysterious figure vanished from the infinite void.
At that moment, Kyle and Arche lay on the brink of death. The figure laughed as he looked at their condition.
"This… is what happens when you interfere with me," he said, his voice calm but cruel. "Shall I tell you a bedtime story?"
He summoned a book into his hands. The title glowed faintly: Tales of the Forgotten.
the title of the original chapter.
Ero, a human from light-years away in another world, had once found a young dragon lying alone, lifeless. The place where you had died was an empty cave, shrouded in pure darkness. It seemed as if no one had loved you not even so-called friends.
That girl touched your tail, and the moment her hand made contact, your flames reignited, burning with emotion. In that instant, you became brother and sister, forming a bond stronger than blood itself.
You've done everything you could, causing chaos and destruction, all to fulfill any wish for your sister, haven't you?
"Hey Kyle, want to know what I'd do to your sister after you die? It's kind of funny… imagining what would happen if no one could protect her," the being thought to himself, testing Kyle's patience. Let's see if he can provoke my rage bait skills.
Kyle burst with anger, but there was nothing he could do, his power was useless, and death awaited.
The being looked at them with cold pity. He opened the book and began erasing its pages. The worlds where their names were written, the living and the non-living, existence and non-existence. all began to vanish. The very embodiments of the letters disappeared, and in an instant, Kyle and Arche's bodies were gone.
The being gazed at the void with quiet disappointment. "You had talent," he muttered. "I don't want to suffer through this any longer."
In the being's hands, the book's cover and every single page vanished in an instant. The story that had once existed every world, every character, every event was completely erased, leaving nothing behind.
Far away, the mysterious figure observed it all in silence, a faint, knowing smile curling across his face. His eyes glimmered with amusement and curiosity, as if he had been waiting for this moment all along.
"So… that guy actually erased the story itself," he murmured to himself. "Interesting. Honestly, it's not really my problem, but… the story isn't over yet. There's still more fun to come, and I'm not done watching."
A flicker of anticipation danced in his gaze, hinting that the next chapter whatever it may bring would be far more unpredictable and chaotic than anything that had come before.