Was it an illusion? Or was the world itself mocking his conceit?
Mundo shivered, his body recoiling from the chrysalis wall. The girl, as ordinary as she appeared, had made a celestial body emerge, deforming the very fabric of reality. His mind grappled with the scene; not even the mightiest Awakeners could warp nature to this extent.
This wasn't the domain of the Awakeners anymore. It was the realm of the Gods. She had surpassed the concept of tiers, mocking the very struggle of their race. His dreams of breaking into S-tier, his sacrifices, they all seemed utterly insignificant before this celestial spectacle.
And in that moment, the monster inside him screamed a singular command, "Run, think, run!"
Leaving the chrysalis behind, the shadows of the city embraced him, offering a fleeting hope of escape. But the girl, with a serene expression and an uncanny calm, merely shook her head. "You're not listening, are you?" she whispered, echoing Zed's voice.
