Silence did not return after D U finished speaking.
It broke.
Old Prime pressure surged outward from Null's body—not exploding, not raging, but expanding like a rule asserting itself. The cracked ground flattened. Floating debris froze mid-air, locked in place by authority rather than force.
Adrax laughed softly, the sound distorting space.
"So the King's blood remembers," he said. "How nostalgic."
Luxion stepped forward, light folding around his frame like armor made of laws.Aizeno remained still—but his presence sharpened, focused, calculating.
Old Gen fighters shifted uneasily.
They had felt this pressure before.
Long ago.
D U cracked his neck, eyes still on Null.
"Story time's over," he muttered. "Now comes the part where people decide who they're dying for."
THE FIRST CLASH
Luxion moved first.
Light collapsed inward, compressing into a spear of pure command. He hurled it—not at Null—but at D U.
D U vanished.
The spear pierced empty air and obliterated a mountain fragment behind him.
D U reappeared above Luxion, boot crashing downward.
"Eyes up, glowstick."
Luxion raised a barrier just in time. The impact detonated, sending shockwaves across the field.
At the same moment—
Adrax descended.
Not fully. Just enough.
Reality screamed.
Old OCs from Volume I moved instinctively, forming lines.
Then—
They stopped.
One by one, they turned.
Not toward Null.
Toward Aizeno.
Hyung noticed first.
"…They're switching sides."
Null felt it too.
The pressure shifted—not hostile, but resigned.
Aizeno spoke calmly.
"You all know the truth," he said. "The world resets whether you resist or not. Stand with me, and you exist in the next version."
Old Gen warriors—legends, survivors, once-allies—stepped behind him.
No hesitation.
No apology.
D U swore under his breath.
"Told you," he said. "History repeats when cowards live long enough."
FULL BATTLE IGNITES
Hyung charged first.
Gravity bent around him as he slammed into three Old Gen fighters at once, tearing through their formation with brute precision. Each strike carried Mid-Prime force—controlled, lethal.
Null moved next.
Old Prime Stage Four did not flare.
It commanded.
Enemy attacks slowed the moment they entered his range. Energy constructs unraveled. Momentum collapsed.
He didn't attack wildly.
He chose.
One Old Gen lunged—
Null caught him by the wrist.
The man froze, eyes wide.
"You chose," Null said quietly.
He released.
The man collapsed unconscious, power sealed.
Adrax watched with interest.
"So gentle," he mused. "Just like your father."
D U'S FIGHT
D U was everywhere.
Laughing. Dodging. Striking.
Breaking rules.
He slipped through Luxion's light-fields, appearing inside barriers that should not allow entry.
"Still can't fix that blind spot, huh?"
Luxion snarled and unleashed a full cascade—layers of radiant force crushing inward.
D U was caught.
For the first time, he didn't joke.
The light compressed—bone, muscle, breath—until something snapped.
D U screamed.
Null felt it instantly.
"DU—!"
Adrax smiled.
Luxion raised his hand, light sharpening into a killing edge.
"This ends—"
A blade of shadow slammed through Luxion's shoulder.
Hyung.
Blood sprayed.
Luxion staggered back.
But the damage was done.
D U fell.
Hard.
His body hit the ground and didn't move.
Silence punched the battlefield.
Null's aura spiked violently.
"No—"
He took one step—
Adrax moved.
A tendril pierced downward, aiming not for Null—
For D U's heart.
Null reacted without thought.
Old Prime authority collapsed distance.
He was there.
The tendril stopped an inch from D U's chest.
Null's hand closed around it.
Reality fractured.
"Not him," Null said.
His voice carried command.
Adrax recoiled slightly.
Interesting.
Hyung dropped beside D U, hands shaking as he pressed against his chest.
"…He's alive," Hyung said. "Barely."
Null turned.
His eyes locked onto Aizeno.
"You did this."
Aizeno met his gaze calmly.
"I showed them truth," he replied. "They chose survival."
Null looked at the Old Gen now standing behind Aizeno.
Some couldn't meet his eyes.
Some didn't care.
The line was drawn.
THE END OF THE FIGHT
Luxion retreated to Adrax's side, wounded but standing.
Adrax rose higher, shadow folding inward.
"This outcome suffices," Adrax said. "You've all chosen your positions."
Aizeno nodded.
"Withdraw," he ordered.
The villains pulled back—not fleeing, but leaving.
Old allies gone with them.
The battlefield was left broken.
Quiet.
Hyung knelt beside D U, who finally coughed weakly.
"…Man," D U rasped. "That hurt more than I planned."
Hyung exhaled shakily.
Null stood over them, fists clenched, aura simmering.
They won.
But it didn't feel like victory.
Too many lines had been crossed.
Too many sides chosen.
Null looked toward the horizon where Aizeno vanished.
Softly, he said:
"…So this is how it starts."
Hyung nodded grimly.
D U managed a crooked smile despite the blood.
"Yeah," he said. "Now it's a real war."
And somewhere beyond sight, the world itself shifted—because the past had chosen its side,and the future would bleed for it.