Chapter 120: The God Who Walks
In the endless expanse beyond the known universe—where the void hummed with ancient power and the laws of creation bent like reeds in a storm—there stirred a presence. Not a whisper of breath nor a ripple in space betrayed his coming, and yet, reality itself recoiled as if in reverence or fear.
A throne of obsidian and starlight stood at the center of a dimension that predated even the Celestial Concord. Upon it sat a figure cloaked in shifting constellations, his gaze deep enough to drown a universe. He was not just a god. He was the Supreme Being—one whose name had been erased from all memory, lest uttering it unravel the order of existence.
His name was Valekar, The First Cause.
Meanwhile, on the fractured realm of Arkrath, Kael knelt before the remnants of a collapsed sanctuary, bloodied but unbeaten. Around him, echoes of the last battle rang through charred skies. The Siege of Durnhall had ended, but the cost was grave.
Elenai, radiant yet weary, limped beside him, eyes fixed on a peculiar glyph glowing beneath the ruins—one that hummed with the very resonance of Creation. Kael's Authority flared instinctively, reacting to the presence of a force he had never encountered before.
"What is that?" Elenai whispered.
Kael stood, his voice taut. "It's not from this world. It's a Calling."
The glyph pulsed again, expanding, forming a gate of pure cosmic essence. From it stepped a figure—his presence alone silenced the winds, calmed the seething chaos of the battlefield, and drew every living soul to stillness.
Valekar had arrived.
The Supreme Being's Entrance
Valekar didn't speak at first. His gaze swept the land—destroyed cities, broken champions, scattered fragments of dreams. He inhaled deeply, and with a single breath, reality trembled.
"You wage wars with stolen sparks," he said, voice like the harmonics of dying stars. "And you speak of fate as if it belongs to you."
Kael stood tall. "And you? Are you the judge?"
"I am the origin, Kael. I am the Reason why gods can dream."
A pause.
Elenai gasped. "That name… Valekar. You're supposed to be…"
"Gone?" he smiled faintly. "I was never gone. Merely sleeping."
Kael stepped forward, his aura blazing. "Why now?"
Valekar's eyes narrowed. "Because you've awakened something. A law long buried. A rift that even I must acknowledge."
The Truth of the Energy Authority
Valekar extended his hand, and from the void, a scroll unfurled—etched with living flames. It was the Primordial Codex, the first contract that bound energy, matter, and thought.
"You, Kael, bear the Fractured Crown," Valekar said. "But you do not yet know the truth of the Energy Authority you wield."
Kael's heart pounded.
"In the beginning," Valekar continued, "energy was absolute. Neither light nor dark, neither chaos nor order. Pure potential. I forged the first Authority—not to rule—but to contain. To guide the chaos that birthed gods."
"Then why did it fracture?" Kael asked.
Valekar's face hardened. "Because one of my kind broke the Law."
Zeraphin.
Revelations of the Past
The gate behind Valekar widened, revealing a vision of the First War—before time, before thought. Titans and Supreme Beings clashed over a single right: the freedom to create.
Zeraphin, once Valekar's brother in essence, had rebelled. Not to destroy—but to unchain. He believed all sentient beings should shape reality freely, not be bound by the Codex.
In their battle, the Authority was shattered, creating fragments—one of which now resided in Kael.
"You carry a fragment of the original Authority, Kael," Valekar said. "You're more than mortal, more than divine. You are the Fulcrum."
Valekar's Offer
Silence followed.
"I came not to kill or rule," Valekar said finally, "but to choose. You must decide, Kael. Reforge the Authority with me—restore the balance—or side with Zeraphin, and let chaos rewrite the universe."
Kael looked at Elenai, at the skies torn by war, at the dreams of mortals trembling in the void.
He exhaled slowly. "I will choose… but not yet. I need to see."
Valekar nodded. "Then I shall walk with you."
The God Who Walks
With that, the Supreme Being—Valekar, The First Cause—descended from the throne and stepped into the mortal realm. Not to command, but to witness. The god who once breathed the first light now walked beside a mortal who might surpass him.
From distant stars to crumbling worlds, all trembled—not from fear, but anticipation.
For destiny had taken a new path.
And Kael… was at its center.
End of Chapter 120