There is a silence that follows revolution.
It's not peace.
It's the breath before peace—or the gasp before annihilation.
Kairos Vant floated in zero-g, suspended within a sphere of light and collapsing reality. The Seventh Vault had opened not with a whisper, but a detonation of universal intent. The power he'd taken… wasn't meant for one person.
[Sovereign Ascension Detected][Initializing Nexus Protocol][Warning: This act constitutes a violation of the Ancient Trade Accord][All Sovereigns have been notified.]
The Vault had chosen him.
And now every Sovereign in the galaxy knew it.
The Wrath of the Ashen Sovereign
The Ashen Sovereign staggered back from the explosion at the heart of the Crimson Hold.
His guards lay vaporized. The mountain cracked, bleeding molten metal. And in the center of the ruin… Kairos rose, cloaked in the light of seven Sovereign Keys—the full Set.
"You were nothing," the Ashen hissed. "A beggar with a Cartograph. A fake."
