The Unseen Realm collapsed, expanded, and reshaped itself all at once as Aiden and the Keeper of the First Throne clashed.
Reality did not bend.
It did not break.
It ceased to exist entirely around them, unable to withstand the forces at play.
Aiden's golden energy roared, his very presence forcing the Unseen Realm to acknowledge him.
The Keeper, ever-shifting, grew, shrank, became infinite, became nothing.
And thenβ
It struck.
βπππππππβ!
A force that had shaped all things before time itself slammed into Aiden.
It was not an attack.
It was a rejection.
An attempt to erase him from reality itself.
Aiden gritted his teeth, golden flames erupting as he braced against it.
He could feel itβ
Not pain.
Something worse.
The Keeper was trying to make it so that he had never existed at all.
But Aiden?
He just grinned.
"Nice trick."
