The infinite, glowing golden library was completely consumed by the chaotic, deafening roar of the King's failsafe. The massive black anomaly was swelling near the towering ceiling of the conceptual realm, gathering an apocalyptic wave of corrupted data intended to permanently delete the physical thermal regulators of the world. In the physical realm, the Forge of Creation was mere minutes away from critical mass.
Valeria did not look up at the impending digital execution. She kept her glowing amethyst eyes locked entirely on the flickering emerald avatar of the God of Knowledge.
She stood directly in front of him, her hands composed of brilliant, flawless golden starlight resting flat against his chest. Ignis was a chaotic cascade of complex geometric equations and systemic logic, his digital form glitching heavily under the immense strain of holding the planetary code together.
