I. Return to Astra'vhel
Upon returning to the central structures of the capital dominion—Astra'vhel—I moved through corridors where fear no longer hid behind arrogance.
I was the High Supreme Divisor—the sanctioned executor of chaos. My presence carried the silence of thousands whose lives had been traded for the latest "victory."
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II. The Political Standoff 🏛️
The Celestial Demon Assembly (CDA) gathered in a secure, non-dimensional chamber—clearly designed to limit the reach of my Existence Threading.
Resentment. Dependence. Distrust.
All wrapped in ceremonial politeness.
They needed me.
And they feared the weapon they had built.
The Arch-Demon addressed my title, not the man.
"High Supreme Divisor," he said, each word reluctantly polished.
"The stabilization effort is noted. The mission to Aethelgard remains critical. The Genesis Law is the anchor of continental stability. If it fails, the Resonance Cascade becomes irreversible. We require your tactical brief."
My sharper consciousness skimmed through their intentions. They desperately wanted a defensive plan. A safe plan. A predictable plan.
They wanted me to save the Law.
Even as they sent me toward the core of its collapse.
"The approach is the most efficient means of stabilization," I answered, my voice carrying the cold logic of the Abyss.
"The formula requires the elimination of the anchor's core weakness."
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III. The Weakness of Law
The Arch-Demon projected a holographic schematic—the confidential blueprint of Aethelgard's Genesis Law, the city's conceptual backbone built by the Old Gods.
A perfect, self-referencing loop of Order.
Perfect loops break the cleanest.
Introduce Anti-A… and the loop collapses using its own rigidity.
As soon as I saw the schematic, I already knew:
they had handed me the instructions for their city's death.
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IV. Fenrir's Final Inversion
A ripple of shadow cut through the chamber.
Fenrir Alistair Blivixis materialized from a darkness that did not belong in this dimension. CDA members recoiled instantly.
He ignored them.
"Your tactical briefing is inadequate, gentlemen," he said, voice dripping with the authority of the Mechanism of Collapse.
He placed a hand on my shoulder—cold, instructive.
"The Law is a wall, Dawn. But Aethelgard's Genesis Law is not designed to protect the city from outside forces. It protects the city from its own failure."
His next instruction was the key to the operation:
"You will not attack the Law.
You will apply a precise, microscopic dose of Inversion Energy to its self-correction mechanism.
You will invert its instinct for preservation."
The Law would then—obediently, flawlessly—destroy itself.
Not resistance.
Not a battle.
Not a siege.
A perfect, elegant self-termination.
Under their own authorization.
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V. Toward the Heart of Collapse
With full approval, full resources, and the blueprint to the universe's most protected concept…
They had ordered me to destroy the heart of their reality.
My journey to Aethelgard now began.