The Celestial Demon Assembly (CDA) had barely formalized my title of High Supreme Divisor when the chaos they unleashed by accepting the pact arrived at their doorstep.
The Resonance Cascade was now a physical, terrifying reality.
The assault was orchestrated: thousands of Denvigons (beast-like, warped horrors) served as the overwhelming vanguard, while the highly intelligent, humanoid Denvigorix targeted strategic defensive points, using reality-corruption to nullify the Academy's outer defenses.
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I. The Siege of the Academy
The Academy's famed Demon Combat Corps mobilized, led by the existing Supreme Divisors—powerful figures bound by the rigid laws of the Old Gods.
I saw their formations in my Echo Mapping: precise, ordered, and terrifyingly linear.
I was deployed to the central perimeter, a point of immediate, critical failure.
The Supreme Divisors fought with pure, raw power—elemental firestorms, void blasts, and focused Shinigami attacks.
They were effective against the Denvigons, ripping through the beast-mutants in glorious, destructive waves.
But the Denvigorix were different.
I heard their intelligent voices grating through the chaos:
**"The Law is finite! Your elemental solution is obsolete!"**
They targeted the very foundation of the Demidemon defenses, using localized reality-warping to turn the energy attacks back on the user, or simply folding the spatial coordinates of the defenders into oblivion.
The lines of Order were breaking.
The Supreme Divisors were fighting a war of diminishing returns.
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II. The Supreme Divisor of Chaos
I moved not with the force of the fighting, but with surgical speed and sharpness across the field, my blindfold a shield against the visual chaos, my Echo Mapping a roadmap of causality.
My objective was not to annihilate the enemy, but to stabilize the structural integrity of the war—to protect the necessary assets.
I focused on the Observation Wing.
I could hear the desperate, strained pulse of Elysa and her team, overwhelmed by the volume of real-time data but striving to maintain analysis.
They were the key to predicting the Denvigorix's strategy.
A group of three Denvigorix—corrupted humanoid hosts, intelligent and working in formation—bypassed the main line, using localized reality shifts to phase toward the Observation Wing tower.
I intercepted them.
The lead Denvigorix stopped, its consciousness radiating calculated contempt.
**"The Contractor's pet. Your single strike is impressive, but you cannot thread thousands of us."**
I didn't answer.
I focused my Existence Threading on the three Denvigorix simultaneously, treating them as three variables in a single equation.
I did not nullify their existence;
I inverted their allegiance.
For a fraction of a second, the three Denvigorix turned on their comrades, executing a quick, devastating reality-collapse that annihilated a swath of fifty Denvigons before they were overwhelmed by the returning chaos of their own inverted logic and collapsed into inert particles.
The silence left behind was absolute.
My attack cost three enemies, but it bought the Observation Wing the necessary ten minutes to stabilize its communications.
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III. The Collaborative Failure
I accelerated, plunging into the deep breach, where the war raged.
I encountered Zylos, the Doom-Reaver Titan, fighting with brutal, exhausting power, surrounded by hundreds of Denvigons.
He saw my shadow.
**"High Divisor!"** he roared, spitting blood.
"We need a massive offensive shield now! We need Order!"
"Order is the disease," I stated, my voice cold and precise.
I didn't cast a shield.
I used a refined Void Pulse to create a momentary, dense Anti-Causality Field around Zylos.
For five seconds, the field made the concept of being hit mathematically irrelevant.
He was untouchable, allowing him to rest and recover his strength, but utterly bewildered by the chaos of the inverted defense.
The combined force of the Supreme Divisors, fighting with the rigid honor of the Old Gods, was holding the line at immense cost.
But Dawn, the High Supreme Divisor of Chaos, was winning the necessary battles by exploiting the fundamental flaws in the universe.
The Academy was saved from immediate destruction, but the cost was clear:
The era of Order was over,
and the era of Necessity—
the dominion of the Inverter—had begun.