The transition from the Human Imperial Heart to the Dragon Absolute Reality was not a mere passage through space; it was a conceptual piercing of a dying world. Without their Sage to anchor the laws of biology and physics, the Dragon Realm was shedding its "logic." The sky, once a vibrant amber, was now a fractured mosaic of gray data-static, and the gravity fluctuated so wildly that entire mountain ranges were floating into the atmosphere.
Austin appeared in the center of the Dragon City, Tiamat's Crown, perched atop the highest spire of the Draconis Palace. He didn't come with an army. He didn't need one. His Primordial Authority: System Override radiated outward, stabilized the local space within a 1,000-mile radius simply by his presence. Where he stepped, the gray static turned back into reality.
Below him, the Dragon Legions—beings who could each level a planet—were in a state of primal panic. Their "Existence Value" was leaking away. But as they looked up and saw the violet-gold silhouette of the youth who had slain their Sage, the panic turned into a suffocating, instinctive awe.
"Xylona," Austin's voice rumbled, amplified by the Chaos-Devouring Sovereign Dragon within his soul.
From the palace below, Xylona Draconis emerged. She was no longer wearing her Academy uniform. She was clad in the Crimson Scale Armor of a High Princess, her golden hair whipping in the chaotic winds. Behind her stood the Dragon King and the Council of Elders—men and women whose levels exceeded 800, yet who now stood hunched, their auras suppressed by the boy who was barely Level 250.
"You came," Xylona said, her voice trembling but clear. "The elders wanted to flee to the Outer Void, but I told them there is no corner of the Absolute Realities where your shadow does not reach."
"Wisdom is a rare trait in a dying race," Austin replied. He descended from the spire, his feet never touching the ground. He stopped inches from the Dragon King.
The King, a Level 850 Ancient Wyrm, lowered his head. "The Sage is gone. Our world is dissolving. If you have come to finish us, do it quickly. We will not be slaves."
"Slaves are useless to an Architect," Austin said, his eyes scanning the King's internal "Code" with Origin Insight. "I have come to reforge this dimension. I will anchor the Dragon Realm to my Void Palace. You will retain your culture, your kingship, and your pride. But you will serve as the Vanguard of the New Origin."
He raised his hand, and the Void Architect class flared. Using Primordial Genesis: Reality Forge, Austin reached into the gray static of the sky. He grabbed the loose threads of the Dragon Realm's laws and began to weave them back together, but with a new "Instruction."
[System Notification: Initiating Dimensional Merging...]
[Property: Dragon Absolute Reality \rightarrow Sub-Domain of the Void Palace]
[Instruction: All Dragon-kin gain +20% Vitality under the New Origin.]
The sky turned from fractured gray to a deep, stable violet. The floating mountains slammed back into the earth, and the leaking mana was instantly pressurized and returned to the dragons' bodies. The Dragon King let out a roar—not of pain, but of a breakthrough. The essence Austin had injected into the world was purer than anything the old Sage had ever provided.
Austin turned his gaze back to Xylona. "I need a General who understands the new system. Someone who isn't blinded by the old ways. Are you ready to leave your title as Princess to become my Arbiter of the Skies?"
Xylona looked at her father, the King, who nodded slowly. She then looked at Austin—at the man who had deleted her world's protector and then rebuilt the world itself in his own image. She knelt, her forehead touching the cool marble of the palace balcony.
"My life and my scales belong to the New Origin," she whispered.
[Notification: Recruitment Successful!]
[New Follower: Xylona Draconis (Level 420 - High Dragon)]
[Role Assigned: Arbiter of the Skies]
"Rise," Austin commanded. "We do not stay long. The Demon Dimension resists. They believe their 'Abyssal Gates' can keep me out."
Austin's hand closed into a fist, and the space around the Dragon Palace warped. He was no longer just a traveler; he was the center of gravity for the entire Metaverse.
[AUSTIN ZENITH - EXPANDED STATUS PANEL]
NAME: Austin Zenith
LEVEL: 250 (MAX)
CULTIVATION: Golden Core (Stage 1 - PEAK)
[TERRITORY & AUTHORITY]
THE VOID PALACE: (Primary Anchor)
DRAGON SUB-DOMAIN: (Annexed - 100% Stability)
TOWER AUTHORITY: 85% (Total Control of System Logic)
[VITAL STATISTICS]
HP: 2,500,000,000 / 2,500,000,000
PRIMORDIAL ESSENCE: 500,000,000 / 500,000,000
[ATTRIBUTES]
STRENGTH: 950,000
AGILITY: 880,000
INTELLIGENCE: 1,200,000
VITALITY: 1,000,000
[POWERS: THE PRIMORDIAL FOUNDATION]
MARTIAL SOUL: Tenebris, Chaos-Devouring Sovereign Dragon (PRIMORDIAL)
SPIRITUAL ROOT: Primordial Origin Root (PRIMORDIAL)
BLOODLINE: The Eternal Genesis Source (PRIMORDIAL)
PHYSIQUE: Myriad Realm Unfettered Body (PRIMORDIAL)
[CLASSES]
PRIMARY: Primordial Chaos Overlord (PRIMORDIAL)
SECONDARY: The Void Architect (PRIMORDIAL)
[FOLLOWERS]
Xylona Draconis (Arbiter of the Skies) [NEW]