BATTLE OF THE CRONOVERSE.

ction – A Clash o

g obsidian pillars reflecting the dim glow of celestial torches. The air wa

he War Faction has indeed broken our oaths! They bring mockery to our

ainst us." His voice was smooth, yet laced with venom. "You know I speak the truth and nothing more. We are rulers-meant to dominate, to

gh the gathered beings,

"I have decided," he declared, his voice resonating with finality. "We will take action against the Unknown Chaos. And onc

, their voices a unified

"Good. Then this meeting of

and lowered their heads-a gesture of deference to Krelious and his judgment.

unreadable. "Nielan," he began, his voice quieter now but no less commanding, "I h

elief. "You would believe the wor

e he speaks the truth... and you lie.

ice shaking the very foundations of the hall. "A warning to others who dare point f

sion grim. "As much as I hate to say it, High Head... I agree with N

storm, added, "Because of that insult al

L!" he thundered, his voice shaking the cosmos. "And if any of you

Heavy, su

action turned and stormed out, their

ht of leadership pressing upon him. "Hmm... Z

ing. "To be honest, High Head... our house stands divide

ighed deeply. "He speaks the truth. The fu

oice barely above a whisper. "All

ction departed, leaving Krel

moment, he call

alized from the shad

Krelious ordered, his voice steel.

wed. "Yes,

e Judgment C

ng under the light of distant stars, clenched his fists in

Carel spat. "To disrespect their o

ve now. Lord Tavis and his faction have already sent assa

at a pity." His voice dropped to a whisper. "I fear the future holds only

blade. "Then we must act swi

"Ready the troop

ad sworn their lives to their lord. "All troops, move with has

ns. "YES, MA! OUR LIVES BELONG TO OUR LORD! WE SHALL DIE FOR OU

forward, vanishing into the cosmic expanse-leaving behind on

erse Army Co

ent machinery and the distant echoes of marching troops. The air crackled with te

alone enough to bend reality around him. His voice, deep

authority. "Prepare 300,000 Supreme Troops immedi

wed his head in acknowledgment. His armor gleamed under the d

is voice unwavering. There was no

vis'

m, Tavis, the Head of the Appointment Faction, paced res

elf, his voice dripping with venom. "You have no respect for

into fists, knuckles wh

will be next, Krelious." A cruel smile twisted his lips. "Let's pray y

the air, a promise of

on Faction M

g grounds, Zion, the faction's Head, stood before his assembled mem

Head," he began, his voice measured. "But the disrespect

ment rippled throug

Lord. The War Faction will not escape our hands. Once we settle this chaos dispute, they

h vengeance, a silen

Faction Me

ielan, their furious leader, slammed his fist again

n front of all the gods present at the meeting!

alight with malice. "And as for that little god, Carel... t

t among them, hesita

say somethin

e toward him, his patie

forgiveness first? Then, slowly, we can put our plans in pl

matter if the odds are against us. We have nearl

, shook his head. "I'm sorry,

. However... as long as Krelious remains alive, even a zillion Chaos may not be enough to kill him. If we send them a

. If we are to have any hope of winnin

y. "I agree with all th

the surface. Finally, he relented. "Fine. I will th

on Faction M

High Head, stood with his most trusted advisor, Nealon. His voi

se Chaos creatures are completely elimin

d deeply. "Ye

ot to die. We may be among the Ultimate Beings now, but remember-there are beings ou

igh Head. Remember-we are the Ultimate Existence, with unrivaled

id not retur

f the meeting ground, her steps resolute. She join

y departed-for

or

veng

fate of al

ight of

fires of divine conflict, bore the scars of battles older than time itself. Stars flickered

radiant armor now dulled by eons of bloodshed. His faithful servant, Azarel, kn

el announced, her voice steady des

here the remnants of fallen deities drifted like forgotten memories. A deep, un

his voice heavy with

. my faithf

her head. "

ince the very dawn of creation. We have slain the Abyssal King, clashed with the Void Creator, turned blades upon our own kin am

ds of years. I sent them away to the multiverse for their safety, yet now I wonder if I cond

he had stood by his side through countless battles, had seen him at his mo

nd counting. I know you to be a just and kind god-one who loves and protects his own. But if yo

not alone. I am here. For now... let me stand in the place of you

s subsiding into something quieter-somethin

the Reveiverse, the god-king and his most loy

of the Sup

war vessel Warhead, three figures stood at the h

ssible outcome. Beside her, Yoton, the ever-mercurial warrior, lounged with deceptive ease, whil

r destination?" Nealon asked, her

ee days. Unless, of course, Zerich here dec

shaking with mirth. "Hah! I hope this Chaos provides

admire that about you. And you've served faithfully as commander. But... I sense something

ealon, you know he's a meathead. The

's talking! You only joined this war

hrough the metallic halls of the Warhead. But Nealon

ou. Let's just hope w

men of

hrough the obsidian halls of the citadel, his breath ragged. He did not stop until he reach

ing urgent news!" Akermos

d bone, turned with a snarl. "What madness pos

s voice trembling. "Forgive me, Hi

lious

. "Impossible. You have not had a vision since t

ight lost. But now I realize... I was merely afr

his crimson eyes burning.

Rulers. The coming war will bring destruction beyond measure. Th

ense! The only threats to our existence are the Creator, the Void, and the

e never wrong,"

oared. "Leave me! And

vy. "As you command, High Head. But r

ermos, Krelious slumped back in

to the empty chamber. "Wh

n-a k

lenched his

ious'

vereign'

d, you se

rizon beyond the arched windows, did not turn. His vo

to all factions-no matt

deeper. "Yes, my Lord.

he Meeting of Rulers will convene on Planet Xian. All matters concerning the Verses and our

th hitched, but he nod

ssenger vanished, the echo of his footst

actions

n's Str

il, maps of conquered worlds strewn across the

High Head we'

n's D

lections whispered secrets, the decree

urmured, his fingers tracing th

is' C

ist onto the armrest of his thr

year?! This was meant to h

s voice held an edge. "My apologies, Chie

lazed. "Are you

ut the High Head

relented, though his jaw remained clench

"First, he humiliates us. Now he barks ord

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