Hero City Citadel — Celestial BattlefieldThe air crackles with power beyond human comprehension.At the heart of the chaos: two titans prepare to clash.
Lorien Valtier, cloaked in blinding radiance, hovers midair.Wings of celestial energy unfurl behind him — like the dawn itself piercing through a world drowned in shadow.
Below, Tyrus stands unfazed.Enveloped in pulsating darkness, the Lance of Destiny buried at his side, he grins with cruel anticipation.
Tyrus:— "So this is the famed Hero of Light…— Show me if you deserve that title."
Lorien (calm, deep voice):— "Light needs no permission to exist.— And today… it will silence you."
Tyrus surges forward.The Lance of Destiny carves the air with god-splitting force — but Lorien meets it head-on, conjuring a blade of light.
The impact cracks a mountain in the distance.
They clash — again and again — strikes of light and shadow erupting in the sky like colliding comets.Tyrus's aura writhes like a living entity, hungry to corrupt and consume.
But Lorien… rises above.
He lifts both arms.
Narrator:He is not just a warrior.He is a vessel of the Divine — the only one who understands the paradox of Light.
In his right hand, a serene white sphere begins to glow.In his left, an intense golden blaze pulses with barely contained destruction.
Lorien (whispers):— "Creation..."— "...Annihilation."
He brings both hands together over his chest.Space bends.Sound disappears.
Concentric rings of energy spiral around him.A white-gold beam forms — born of opposing lights merged into harmony.Reality holds its breath.
Lorien (gazing into Tyrus's eyes):— "Let the radiance that once birthed the world…— now be the veil that ends it."— "Final Aurora." ☀️
The beam is unleashed.
Everything vanishes.Darkness. Stone. Air. Even light itself is devoured.The world turns white…Then black…Then silent.
...
When the light fades, Tyrus still stands.Disfigured. Half of his body burned, portions missing — dissolving into sparks.
And yet… he smiles.
Tyrus:— "That attack… was dangerous."
The Lance glows.In an instant, his body regenerates — completely restored.His eyes now gleam with the presence of a primordial god.
Tyrus (thunderous voice):— "Then it's my turn.— 100% of my power…— Let Ruin reach its peak."
Cosmic darkness engulfs him, merging with the Lance.The earth cracks beneath him.The sky loses its color.His power now rivals that of Yon himself.
Lorien (raising an eyebrow):— "Seriously...? He was still holding back?"
Tyrus:— "This is your end."
But Lorien spreads his arms.Divine Light floods his form.Wounds vanish. His aura surges, now brighter than ever.
Lorien:— "I'm not done yet, man."
They clash.Each blow fractures the sky.Their speed defies mortal sight.Tyrus hurls spheres of destruction.Lorien counters with lances of purification.
Tyrus (thinking, stunned):— "This guy… he really is the strongest lightbearer I've ever seen…"
Lorien (gazing upward):— "You thought that was my final move?"
Above them — a thousand swords of light materialize.A divine rain awaiting command.
Lorien (raising his hand):— "Not even close."
He brings it down.
The sky unleashes a sacred storm.Tyrus dodges, deflects, withstands.
But one sword — a colossal blade, the size of a meteor — descends, cloaked in holy rings.
Lorien (shouting):— "RADIANT JUDGMENT!!"
Impact.Light swallows the earth.
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Northern Sector — Urban Ruins
Diana and Ron watch the explosion from afar, eyes wide.
Diana:— "Lorien… what was that…?"
Before they can speak further,the air around them turns dark.
A female figure appears, wrapped in pure shadow.Violet eyes shine with unnatural light.Her aura… is familiar. And corrupted.
Ron (in shock):— "That aura… no way…"
Diana:— "Who are you?"
The woman smiles with eerie grace.
??? (sweet and dark voice):— "I am… what remains of the light that was lost.— Maria Nox. Or at least… what's left of her."
Ron:— "Kelvin's mother…?"
Diana (gasping):— "…A dark version of her?"
A new threat emerges.Not just ancient gods return —but the darkness within the soul awakens too.
[To be continued in Chapter 65 — "Inherited Darkness"]