The Realm Lord stood at the heart of the Nexus, his body still humming with the untamed power of the Echo of Eternity. Around him, the air shimmered with raw cosmic energy, remnants of the battle he had just won. Yet, as the realization of his victory settled in, he couldn't shake the weight of what lay ahead. Claiming the Echo had granted him immense power, but it had also linked him irreversibly to the destiny of the multiverse. Every realm, every world now rested on his ability to wield this power against the Ender of Worlds.
The crew gathered before him, silent yet resolute. Their eyes betrayed the toll of battle—bruises, burns, and exhaustion etched into their forms—but not a single one of them flinched. They had stood against champions of the Nexus, forces that could have obliterated entire realms, and had come out victorious. But this was only the beginning.
