Date: Tuesday, February 28, 2025.
Time: 3:00 AM.
The trip back to the safehouse—a small, conceptually shielded compound near the hospital—was swift and silent. Null walked point, his Shadow King's Crown still faintly visible in the dimensional afterglow, lending his presence a cold, regal authority. Beside him, Vane, the newly acquired Space Stone user, moved with an unsettling fluidity. Vane hadn't just mastered space; he was the geometry of their movement, effortlessly negating friction and distance with every step.
Trailing them was Fang. He was no longer in his unstable Golden Genesis form, but a manifestation of true, terrifying primordial power: a colossal figure wreathed in Dark Dragon Form. He was pure, midnight black, scales shimmering with captured starlight, his eyes hidden behind twin conceptual shadows. This form was the embodiment of contained darkness, the unstable entity the universe tried to correct.
They entered the safehouse to find the core team assembled and waiting. Kai sat guard, his Kinetic Code vibrating with alertness. Tyler, the cautious Time Stone user, was adjusting a temporal counter on a console. Ashley, the half Ice Dragon, sat quietly, her icy aura providing a subtle conceptual shield. And finally, Sooji stood tall, fully recovered and radiating a focused, determined elemental power.
The War Council and the Dragon's Warning
The atmosphere was thick with unspoken dread. Fang's enormous Dragon Form was too large for the room, forcing the dimension itself to stretch and distort around him, casting impossible shadows.
"The extraction was successful," Null announced, stepping forward. "Vane is secure. He is with us."
Sooji, her eyes bright with focused elemental fire, stepped past the introductions. "The King of Stone is mobilizing. I can feel the conceptual pressure building across the globe. He is consolidating all seven of his remaining Prime Stone users."
Fang's voice, a sound like tectonic plates shifting, filled the room. "She is correct. We have delayed his final strike, but we have not stopped it. The true war, which Soren tried to prevent, has begun."
He focused his attention on Null. "You are the vold King. Your role is to unify the fragments of the Code. To do that, you need a fighting force capable of defending the Code Anchors. Look at yourselves. You are powerful, but you are still just children fighting conceptual deities."
Fang transformed partially, his head and chest dissolving the dragon scales to reveal his flowing Golden Genesis Form, the blindfolded eyes fixed on the team.
"You, Null, have the Shadow Stone and the terrifying Sovereign Code Discharge. Vane has the Space Stone. Tyler has the Time Stone. Sooji, your elemental control is unmatched. Kai has the ability to copy. And Ashley, your draconic power gives you natural conceptual resistance."
Fang gestured to the wall.
"We are done with civilian clothing and fighting fair. If you are to face a King's Guard, you must become conceptual weapons."
The Arsenal Revelation: Nexus & Sidearm
Fang's true intention became clear. With a low conceptual rumble, a segment of the wall opened, revealing a specialized arsenal.
"I have woven your individual Prime Codes—the elemental concepts, the void, the time, the space—into a new form of armor. This is the Nexus Suit," Fang declared, gesturing toward six sets of matte black tactical clothing, built not just from Kevlar, but from compressed, conceptually hardened shadow. The design was complex and tactical, reflecting the serious purpose of their mission.
"The Nexus Suit is a direct conceptual pipeline. It runs your Code with minimal friction. Wearing it grants you a collective 50% boost to your conceptual speed, strength, and overall output. It is the tactical uniform of those who fight for the survival of the dimension."
Next, Fang revealed six sleek, powerful energy sidearms.
"And these are your Conceptual Sidearms," he continued. "They are powered by your Prime Stone. The gun auto-aims by locking onto the enemy's Code Signature—it is not kinetic aim, but conceptual aim. You will not miss your target, because the bullet is merely an extension of your own Stone's Code, fired directly at the enemy's conceptual weak point."
Fang's voice sharpened, demanding absolute seriousness. "This gear is not for play. It is for survival. Put them on, and accept your role as protectors."
The Ultimatum and the Team Roster
Once the team—Null, Kai, Sooji, Tyler, Vane, and Ashley—had changed, the gravity of the mission settled in. The six stood together, the Nexus Suits radiating a powerful, unified conceptual energy.
Fang, now fully back in his intimidating Dark Dragon Form, delivered the ultimatum.
"The King of Stone is focused on unifying the remaining Prime Stones. He only needs one more to reach the final critical mass. We have confirmed his target is the Gravity Stone user."
Fang's roar shook the dimension. "You have three days, human time, to locate and secure the Gravity Stone user."
Null stepped forward, taking command. "We need to maximize our power, and Kai needs to control his Soulbond ability before he uses the King's enemy's Code against us. We need conceptual time."
Null turned to Fang. "The Wonder World."
Fang nodded, his massive form seeming to approve the suggestion. "A perfect sanctuary. The Wonder World is a conceptual dimension the writer....created—a pure training ground. Its time dilation factor is extreme: one day in the real world equals one conceptual year of training inside."
He looked at the Nexus Team. "We have three days to find the Gravity Stone. That leaves us with exactly one full day—twenty-four real hours—for training before the search begins. That means you have one full conceptual year to master your Code, learn your new gear, and for Kai to stabilize the volatile power he copied from Aris."
The Jump to the Wonder World
The final preparations were quick. Tyler, the Time Stone user, set the temporal anchor, ensuring that when they returned, exactly twenty-four hours would have passed. Vane used his Space Code to map the dimensional rift required for the jump.
Fang, in his massive Dragon Form, stood ready to usher them through.
"Remember the cost of my help, little King," Fang said to Null, his voice now low and reflective. "I am a Boss Form—a finite, unstable entity designed to push you to the next level. I am not a God, nor merely human. I am a conceptual tool, and every major exertion brings me closer to my end."
Null looked at the assembled team:
Null (Shadow/Void)
Kai (Kinetic/Soulbond)
Sooji (Elemental)
Tyler (Time Stone)
Vane (Space Stone)
Ashley (Ice Dragon/Half Code)
Six weapons forged in chaos.
"One year of training," Null stated, drawing his Conceptual Sidearm. "Then we find the Gravity Stone and end this war before the King of Stone ever knows what hit him."
Fang opened the dimensional rift—a portal that glowed with the blinding light of infinite possibility. The Nexus Team stepped forward, disappearing into the Wonder World to face a year of condensed conceptual training.