From the prison, Rahat comes out.
Outside, the Vice Commander is waiting for him.
He says,
"Now I know you're going to interfere with our Supreme Leader, Strange Man. So you can't go anywhere… care to play some?"
He starts to enchant a spell.
"With this, I can control the elements here in my own way. Be prepared. Guards, cover me!"
Rahat remains calm, as if nothing is a threat.
In his hand, dark power begins to glow.
He says,
"Sacrifice."
Suddenly, everyone there—even the Vice Commander—starts to weaken and feel intense pain.
The Vice Commander struggles and says,
"What did you do he doesn't reply. He simply walks away, as if he already knows where Strange Man is.
The Vice Commander tries to stop him. He begins to enchant another spell—
—but someone blocks it.
Not only is it blocked, his hand is cut, making it impossible for him to cast spells in the future.
It is none other than Natasha.
Her eyes shine with bright light, and immense energy spreads everywhere from her.
"I don't know who he is," she says,
"but our target is the same—Strange Man. So… I will help him."
⸻
At the time when Prapti and Rahat started to merge with each other…
Natasha, who was already almost fainted and hopeless, begins to think:
"This new guy doesn't know who Strange Man is.
He is more powerful than anyone's imagination… and cunning.
In my view, no one can stand against him for more than just a few minutes…"
Suddenly, she finds herself in a place where she and Rabbi always spent time together.
She sees Rabbi—and becomes speechless for a moment.
Then suddenly, she starts to cry and hugs him.
Rabbi comforts her, but then holds her hand and starts to run.
"Come quickly—the sun is about to set!"
She follows him and reaches a beautiful place, where they can see the sunset.
Rabbi says,
"Hey… smile. At least smile in front of me, like you always did."
He holds her hand tighter.
"I'm sorry… for being a dumb guy who was easily manipulated by that Strange Man… for attempting suicide… and for not being beside you when you needed me the most."
He sighs, then continues:
"If you're thinking that I'm unhappy because you couldn't do anything… then don't think like that.
Because my happiness is in you.
When you are happy, I am happy.
When you are sad, I am sad… so—"
He gently hugs her.
"So live a beautiful life… for me.
And don't worry about your loss.
Sometimes the sun sets…
but it shines again the next morning.
So maybe today you fell—
but next time, you will shine."
Suddenly, everything starts to break apart.
Natasha returns to reality.
She sees that I have already gone out to fight.
She thinks,
"How foolish I was… thinking those weird nonsense things.
Now I can't help much…
but at least I will help that strange person enough… so that he can fight Strange Man without any interference."
The Vice Commander smirked, his voice filled with arrogance.
"You foolish girl… I will—"
Slash.
Her words never reached the end.
The girl moved faster than thought itself. A blade pierced straight through his chest.
She leaned closer, her voice calm… almost gentle.
"Maybe not today."
A moment of silence.
Then—
The vice commander leaves his last breath and dead
⸻
Elsewhere…
In the depths of the Golden Dragon's Valley—
The Strange Man sits in meditation, surrounded by an endless sea of golden light and dust. The air shimmere, as if reality itself is unstable.
Slowly, his eyes open.
"This realm… is a pure illusion."
He lookes around, sensing the hidden layers beneath it.
"At first, I thought I was cultivating in the right place… but the more power I gained, the more secrets revealed themselves."
The golden aura flicker.
"This isn't just a realm… it's a world."
He stand up, his gaze sharpening.
"A world that once belonged to the Golden Dragon."
The atmosphere grew heavier.
"But over time… that dragon became corrupted. Evil… beyond control."
Fragments of golden energy floated like broken realities.
"He began connecting his parallel world to reality itself… and that connection spread."
His voice deepened.
"Multiverses… countless ones… destroyed by his aura."
The ground beneath him trembled slightly.
"His power created false multiverses—ones that rejected the real ones."
A pause.
"And that… broke the natural flow of existence."
He closes his eyes for a second… as if feeling the weight of history.
"Now I understand… how brutal those days truly were."
A soft sigh escape him.
"But right now… none of that matters."
His aura surge.
"I'm gathering power here… to heal my spirit partner."
A faint glow pulsed around him.
"And to complete my goal… my purpose."
Silence.
Then—
His expression turne serious.
"But before that… there's one more thing I must handle."
He raise his hand—
A sword materialize, glowing with overwhelming energy.
He gripped it tightly.
"So… are you ready, Rahat?"
⸻
A ripple in space.
Rahat appeares instantly—like he had always been there.
No sound. No warning.
Just presence.
⸻
The illusion shatter completely.
This is no longer the Golden Valley.
This is the True Golden Realm.
Here—
Every grain of dust…
Every spark of light…
Every fragment of energy…
Is a parallel multiverse.
Endless. Infinite. Alive.
⸻
The Strange Man smile faintly.
"It's impressive… you broke the illusion."
His stance shifted.
"But now…"
In a flash—
He vanished.
Then reappear right in front Rahat, sword already descending with terrifying speed.
"We end this."
Rahat can't perceive his speed.
No movement.
No warning.
Just—
him.
By the time Rahat notices the Strange Man…
…it's already too late.
⸻
A flash.
Rahat hand drops.
No pain. No reaction.
⸻
Another flash.
Rahats second hand is gone.
⸻
Then—
the final strike.
A perfect, one that cut down Rahats head.
Strange man smile and say "This is already end"
But—
He feels
something is wrong
⸻
A pulse.
Deep inside Rahat.
⸻
Rahat fingers start moving.
Flesh begins to rebuild itself.
Bones reconnect.
Blood flows back as if time is reversing.
Rahat hands… Rahat body… even Rahat head—
restoring.
Like death never happened.
⸻
The Strange Man pauses.
Just for a moment.
A flicker of shock crosses his face—
then disappears.
His eyes sharpen.
"…I see."
His voice turns cold.
"That's not regeneration."
A brief silence.
"It's Sacrifice."
⸻
At the same time—
far away, in a quiet room—
his spirit partner Lucy lies in a coma.
Unmoving.
Silent.
⸻
But now—
her consciousness begins to awaken.
⸻
She finds herself standing in a vast, glowing world.
Golden light everywhere.
No sky. No ground. No limits.
⸻
The True Golden Realm.
⸻
Fragments of light drift around her—
each one holding entire multiverse within.
She looks around slowly, her eyes filled with wonder.
"So… this is the place…"
The place he told her about… again and again.
She suddenly sees it—
A vision.
Her partner … the Strange Man… on the verge of death.
An unknown figure stands before him.
A man… surrounded by a mysterious blue aura.
Relentless.
Cold.
He strikes again and again—each blow heavier than the last, not giving even a moment to breathe.
The Strange Man tries to resist… but his strength is fading.
Then—
A final strike.
His body is thrown back… crashing down right beside her.
For a moment… everything goes silent.
He turns his head slightly, his eyes barely open.
His voice… weak, almost broken—
"Sorry… I couldn't fulfill my promise with you…"
⸻
Suddenly—
Her eyes snap open.
The dream shatters.
She wakes up from her coma.
Her breathing becomes heavy.
Her heart trembles.
She can feel him.
She can feel the Strange Man… and his pain.
A sharp ache spreads through her chest—
Not physical… but deeper.
The pain of losing someone she loves.
⸻
Without thinking—
She stands.
Her body moves… but it feels lifeless.
Like a corpse walking without a soul.
Step by step, she walks out of the base.
The moment she steps out of the base—
Something feels… wrong.
The air grows heavy.
Cold.
Still.
Lucy walks forward slowly.
Her body moves… but there is no life in it.
No hesitation.
No awareness of anything around her.
Her arms hang loosely.
Her steps are uneven… almost like a puppet being dragged by invisible strings.
Her eyes—
Empty.
Completely hollow.
Not a single spark of light remains.
⸻
"I need to protect my partner…"
Her voice is barely a whisper.
Broken.
Repeating… again and again.
"I need to protect my partner…"
"I need to protect my partner…"
⸻
With each step—
The ground beneath her feet begins to crack.
Not from force…
But from something far more unnatural.
Gravity itself… starts to distort.
⸻
Outside—
The battlefield burns in chaos.
Natasha moves like a storm, cutting down soldiers without pause.
Bodies fall one after another.
Even the Vice Commander struggles to keep up with her overwhelming power.
⸻
Then—
She senses it.
Natasha freezes mid-motion.
Her instincts scream.
A presence… appears behind her.
⸻
Lucy.
Standing there.
Head slightly lowered.
Hair covering part of her face.
Completely still.
Natasha narrows her eyes.
"…So you again come out for fight."
No response.
Only silence.
⸻
"I don't have time to play with you."
Natasha disappears—
And reappears right in front of Lucy.
A punch thrown at near-sonic speed—
⸻
But—
It stops.
Mid-air.
⸻
Natasha's eyes widen.
Her fist… isn't blocked.
It's being held in place.
By nothing.
⸻
Lucy slowly raises her head.
Her empty eyes meet Natasha's.
"I said…"
Her voice echoes—distorted, unnatural.
"I don't have time for you."
⸻
BOOM.
⸻
An invisible force explodes outward.
Natasha is instantly thrown across the battlefield—
Crashing through the ground, tearing everything in her path apart.
⸻
She flips mid-air, landing with force—
Skidding back, creating a deep trench beneath her feet.
Her expression changes.
Serious now.
⸻
"…What the hell was that?"
⸻
Lucy takes another step forward.
"I need to protect my partner."
⸻
The pressure increases.
The entire battlefield begins to sink.
Soldiers drop to their knees.
Weapons fall.
Even the air feels too heavy to breathe.
⸻
Natasha clenches her fist.
"Then I'll just crush you before you move."
⸻
She vanishes again—
Faster.
Stronger.
This time aiming to kill.
She strikes—
A barrage of blows.
Each one capable of destroying mountains.
⸻
But Lucy—
Doesn't move.
⸻
Every attack…
Stops.
Before reaching her.
⸻
As if space itself refuses to let Natasha touch her.
⸻
Lucy slowly lifts her hand.
⸻
CRACK—
⸻
Natasha's body suddenly twists—
Her bones scream under pressure.
She's slammed into the ground—
Hard.
⸻
The earth caves in beneath her.
A massive crater forms instantly.
⸻
Natasha coughs, blood escaping her lips.
She tries to move—
But her body feels unbearably heavy.
⸻
Lucy walks toward her.
Slow.
Lifeless.
Unstoppable.
⸻
"I need to protect my partner…"
⸻
Natasha tries to stand—
But the gravity increases again.
Ten times.
Twenty.
Fifty.
⸻
Her knees slam back into the ground.
⸻
"…Impossible…"
⸻
Lucy stands above her now.
Looking down.
Not with anger.
Not with hatred.
But with nothing.
⸻
Pure emptiness.
⸻
"You… are in my way."
⸻
Her fingers twitch—
⸻
The space around Natasha begins to collapse.
Compressing.
Crushing.
⸻
Natasha screams as the pressure tightens—
Her body nearing its limit.
⸻
Then—
Suddenly—
The pressure stops.
⸻
Silence.
⸻
Lucy turns away.
⸻
"I don't have time…"
⸻
Her body flickers—
⸻
And she disappears.
⸻
Leaving behind a broken battlefield…
A defeated Natasha…
And a fear no one there had ever felt before.
The battlefield between meand the Strange Man trembles.
Every clash—
Shatters space.
Rahat fists move faster than sound… faster than thought.
Each punch distorts reality itself.
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—
The Strange Man is forced back, barely holding his ground.
⸻
"…This isn't good."
He wipes the blood from his lips, eyes narrowing.
"I need to finish this… now."
⸻
He raises his hand—
Ancient symbols spiral into existence.
A forbidden magic.
⸻
"Time… collapse."
⸻
Above your head—
A clock appears.
Ticking.
Faster.
Faster.
Faster—
⸻
0.
⸻
Time collapses instantly.
Reality erases everything in that point.
⸻
Silence.
⸻
The Strange Man exhales slowly… then laughs.
"…It's over."
⸻
But then—
A crack.
⸻
His smile fades.
"…What"
Rahat is still there.
Standing.
Unmoved.
⸻
Rahat eyes glow with something far darker.
⸻
"…Sacrifice."
He whispers, realization hitting him.
⸻
"A forbidden skill… where the user sacrifices others for himself…"
His voice grows tense.
"You can transfer all damage… all curses… onto others…"
"Heal yourself… by breaking someone else…"
"Steal memories… powers…"
"…Even existence itself."
⸻
Rahat takes a step forward.
The ground beneath I scream.
⸻
"And you are not just sacrificing my soldiers…"
His voice shakes slightly now.
"…you are sacrificing the souls trapped across these parallel multiverses…"
⸻
Rahat aura expands—
Dark.
Hungry.
Endless.
⸻
"That's… beyond brutal."
⸻
Rahat vanishs—
And reappear in front of him.
⸻
BOOM.
⸻
Rahat punch lands.
His body twists unnaturally as he's thrown across dimensions—
Crashing through layers of parallel worlds.
⸻
Before he can recover—
Another blow.
Then another.
Then dozens.
⸻
Each hit echoes across realities.
⸻
The Strange Man tries to counter—
But his attacks barely connect.
"…Damn it!"
⸻
Suddenly—
His body jerks.
⸻
CRACK—
⸻
Explosions erupt across his form.
⸻
He gasps.
"…Is he already using the powers of those he sacrificed?!"
⸻
Another explosion.
Then another.
⸻
Entire fragments of parallel multiverses begin collapsing around them.
Reality fractures like broken glass.
⸻
"This is bad…!"
⸻
He forces his body to regenerate—
Wounds healing instantly—
Only to be replaced by new ones.
⸻
He dodges—
Fails.
Dodges again—
Fails again.
⸻
Rahats attacks are relentless.
Unavoidable.
⸻
Then—
Rahat stop.
⸻
For the first time—
Rahat gathers power.
⸻
All the darkness.
All the sacrifice.
All the stolen existence—
Condenses into one point.
⸻
A massive energy sphere forms in Rahats hand.
Twisting with screams of countless souls.
⸻
The Strange Man looks at it—
And understands.
⸻
"…I can't dodge that."
⸻
For a brief moment—
He smiles.
Tired.
Accepting.
"…So this is my end."
⸻
You launch it.
⸻
The attack tears through everything.
Space.
Time.
Reality.
⸻
And then—
It stops.
⸻
Frozen mid-destruction.
⸻
The entire battlefield becomes heavy.
Unnaturally heavy.
⸻
"…Gravity…"
The Strange Man whispers.
⸻
Lucy stands there.
Silent.
Dominating.
⸻
"…Lucy."
⸻
She doesn't look at him.
Her gaze is on me.
⸻
"You're fighting him…"
Her voice is calm. Cold.
"While having your spirit partner…"
⸻
A pause.
⸻
"…And he doesn't."
⸻
Her eyes sharpen.
⸻
"Isn't that unfair?"
⸻
She turns slightly toward the Strange Man.
⸻
"And you…"
A faint irritation in her voice.
"…you're really a terrible partner."
⸻
She steps closer.
⸻
"You started a fight… without me."
⸻
Her voice lowers—
Almost hurt.
⸻
"Yu promised… you'd never leave me alone."
⸻
Silence.
⸻
Then—
Rahat moves.
⸻
In an instant—
Rahat cross countless parallel multiverses.
Rahat speed tearing through dimensions themselves—
⸻
But—
Rahat stops.
⸻
Rahat can't move forward.
⸻
Gravity.
Absolute.
Unavoidable.
Lucy looks at me—
Unimpressed.
⸻
"You're… really annoying."
⸻
She raises her hand.
⸻
Reality bends again.
⸻
Then—
She steps toward the Strange Man.
⸻
Her form begins to glow.
⸻
Merging.
⸻
Slowly—
She fuses with him.
⸻
Energy erupts.
⸻
A red aura explodes outward—
Mixed with the darkness.
More violent.
More complete.
⸻
The Strange Man's eyes snap open.
Now glowing.
Alive.
⸻
He exhales—
And smiles.
⸻
"…Now that's better."
⸻
His aura surges—
Far beyond before.
⸻
"So, boy…"
He cracks his neck, energy bursting from his body.
⸻
"Now I can fight you…"
A grin spreads across his face—
Cold.
Excited.
⸻
"…with my full power."
⸻
He laughs.
The moment his laughter fades—
The world changes.
⸻
The Strange Man—now fused with Lucy—steps forward.
And reality… bends.
⸻
A red-black aura erupts from his body—
Violent.
Unstable.
Alive.
It pulses like a heartbeat… as if the universe itself fears him.
⸻
"Let's stop playing now."
Rahat doesn't respond.
Rahat aura answers for him.
⸻
Darkness explodes outward—
Filled with countless voices.
Screaming.
Begging.
Power stolen from infinite sacrifices.
⸻
Two forces collide—
⸻
BOOOOOOM—
⸻
The impact erases entire layers of parallel multiverses.
Not destroyed—
Erased.
Like they never existed.
⸻
Rahat vanish.
He vanishes.
⸻
Clash.
Clash.
Clash.
⸻
Rahat fist meets his—
But this time—
He doesn't move.
⸻
A grin forms on his face.
⸻
"Gravity Core: Absolute Collapse."
⸻
Suddenly—
Rahat body is pulled inward—
From every direction.
Inside.
Outside.
Even Rahats soul feels compressed.
Rahat responds instantly—
⸻
"Sacrifice: Dimensional Transfer."
⸻
The pressure disappears—
Redirected to countless unknown existences.
Distant realities implode silently.
⸻
Rahats counter attack—
⸻
"Sacrifice: Memory Override."
⸻
In an instant—
Rahat invades his mind.
Trying to read—
Control—
Rewrite—
⸻
But—
⸻
"Spirit Sync: Infinite Lock."
⸻
Rahats ability stops.
Blocked completely.
⸻
His eyes glow deeper.
⸻
"You're not the only one who can break rules."
⸻
He raises his hand—
⸻
"Gravitational Singularity."
⸻
A black sphere forms—
Tiny—
But dense beyond comprehension.
⸻
It pulls everything.
Light.
Energy.
Even time slows near it.
⸻
Rahat smirk slightly—
⸻
"Sacrifice: Power Assimilation."
⸻
Rahats arm mutates—
Adapting—
Copying—
Stealing the concept of the attack itself.
⸻
Rahat grabs the Singularity.
⸻
For a moment—
Everything freezes.
⸻
Then—
Rahat crush it.
⸻
Reality screams.
⸻
But before the shockwave can spread—
⸻
"Reversal Field."
⸻
He nullifies it instantly.
⸻
Appearing behind Rahat—
⸻
"Time Fracture."
⸻
Rahat body splits across multiple timelines—
Each version of Rahat taking damage simultaneously.
⸻
Blood spills—
Across realities.
⸻
Rahat grits his teeth—"
⸻
"Sacrifice: Timeline Exchange."
⸻
In an instant—
All damage is transferred.
Replaced with untouched versions of Rahat.
⸻
Rahat spin—
⸻
BOOM—
⸻
A direct hit lands on his face—
Sending him crashing through dimensions again.
⸻
But he stops mid-flight.
⸻
Laughing.
⸻
"This is what I wanted."
⸻
His aura surges again—
Even stronger.
⸻
"Spirit Authority: Gravity Dominion."
⸻
Everything changes.
⸻
Up.
Down.
Direction.
Meaning.
Rahat fall sideways—
Then upward—
Then inward—
⸻
The concept of movement itself is rewritten.
⸻
But Rahat adapts.
⸻
"Sacrifice: Concept Devour."
⸻
Rahat begins consuming the very concept of gravity affecting mine.
⸻
For a brief moment—
Rahat stands unaffected.
⸻
The two of you stare at each other.
⸻
Breathing heavy.
⸻
Power overflowing.
⸻
Then—
Both move at the same time.
⸻
A storm of attacks.
⸻
Reality-breaking punches.
Gravity implosions.
Soul-consuming strikes.
Dimensional ruptures.
⸻
Each second—
Billions of clashes.
⸻
Neither gaining the upper hand.
⸻
Until—
⸻
Rahat stops again.
⸻
Energy gathering once more—
But this time—
Even darker.
Even heavier.
⸻
The sacrificed voices grow louder.
⸻
Screaming uncontrollably.
⸻
Rahats body begins to crack—
Barely containing it.
⸻
Across from Rahat—
The Strange Man also stops.
⸻
His aura stabilizes.
Condenses.
Sharpens.
⸻
"…So you're going for that."
⸻
He exhales slowly.
⸻
"Good."
⸻
Lucy's voice echoes within him—
calm, deadly—
⸻
"Let's end this."
⸻
He raises his hand—
⸻
"Final Authority…"
⸻
Gravity begins collapsing inward—
From all multiverses.
⸻
"…World Zero."
⸻
A sphere forms—
Not of energy—
But of nothingness.
⸻
Everything it touches—
Ceases.
⸻
Rahat respond—
⸻
"Sacrifice…"
Rahat voice finally rises—
dark, overwhelming—
⸻
"…Total Offering."
⸻
Countless souls ignite.
Power beyond limit surges into Rahats body.
⸻
The battlefield can't hold anymore.
⸻
Cracks spread through existence itself.
⸻
Both attacks—
Ready.
⸻
Rahat dashs forward.
He steps forward.
⸻
The final clash—
About to happen—
⸻
And then—
⸻
Everything freezes.
⸻
For a split second—
⸻
Silence.
⸻
Two absolute forces—
On the verge of ending everything.
⸻
And yet—
Neither has fallen.
⸻
Just before impact—
The Strange Man smiles.
⸻
"…Now this is a fight worth ending."
⸻
All of a sudden—
The Strange Man stops.
⸻
The battlefield trembles… but not from impact this time.
From something far worse.
⸻
Power.
⸻
Not just his own.
⸻
From the Golden Valley—
From every hidden realm he ever controlled—
From every sealed dimension…
Every forbidden space…
Every secret world—
⸻
Energy begins to rise.
⸻
Streams of power tear through reality—
Flowing into him from countless directions.
⸻
Rahat feels it instantly.
⸻
"…What is he doing…?"
⸻
Rahat try to move.
To stop him.
⸻
But—
⸻
"Gravity Dominion."
⸻
Rahats body freezes.
Locked.
Crushed in place.
⸻
Even Rahat "Sacrifice" can't fully bypass it.
⸻
The Strange Man slowly lifts his head.
His eyes—
No longer human.
⸻
"…The power…"
His voice echoes unnaturally.
⸻
"…was never mine to begin with."
⸻
The energy around him becomes violent.
Unstable.
Transcendent.
⸻
"All power… belongs to her."
⸻
The pressure increases.
Rahats vision begins to blur.
⸻
"All power… belongs to the one who is endless…"
⸻
A presence begins to form.
Not in front of him—
⸻
Behind him.
⸻
"She is the distortion…"
"She is the danger itself…"
⸻
Reality starts breaking apart.
⸻
"Everything I sacrificed…"
"Every power I gathered…"
⸻
His body begins to crack—
As if he cannot contain what he's calling.
⸻
"…It was never for me."
⸻
He spreads his arms wide.
Almost… like an offering.
⸻
"It was all for her."
⸻
His voice softens—
But becomes even more terrifying.
⸻
"And for my dream…"
⸻
A pause—
⸻
"…Infinity."
⸻
Rahat says with fear
"I feel it.
Something terrible that he was holding for long time for this day.
I feel
Fear."
⸻
He turns his gaze toward Rahat.
⸻
"…Witness it."
⸻
Then—
Strange man speaks.
⸻
"Bless me…"
⸻
The entire existence trembles.
⸻
"…with the Infinity Domain of Void."
⸻
Silence.
⸻
Then—
⸻
"…The Void of Infinity… arise."
⸻
Behind strange man—
She appears.
⸻
A girl.
⸻
Smiling.
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Not a normal smile—
An evil one.
Ancient.
Endless.
⸻
Her presence alone—
Breaks everything.
⸻
CRACK—
⸻
The battlefield shatters.
⸻
The multiverses collapse—
Layer by layer—
⸻
Until—
⸻
Nothing remains.
⸻
No sky.
No ground.
No space.
No time.
⸻
Only—
⸻
Black.
⸻
An endless void.
⸻
Then—
Light appears.
⸻
Blue.
Purple.
Red.
⸻
Not calm.
Not beautiful.
⸻
Violent.
Expanding.
Consuming.
⸻
The Void of Infinity.
⸻
A place where existence has no meaning.
Where infinity itself… lives.
⸻
The pressure—
⸻
Is unbearable.
⸻
His body trembles.
His soul screams.
Even his power begins to collapse.
⸻
"…This… is…
⸻
Something I can't finish."
⸻
His "Sacrifice" starts activating on its own—
Trying to save him—
But failing.
⸻
For the first time——
It fails.
⸻
"…Am I…"
⸻
The light expands—
Engulfing everything.
⸻
"…going to die…?"
⸻
His vision fades.
⸻
The colors consume him—
Blue.
Purple.
Red.
⸻
His existence begin to break apart.
⸻
And in the distance—
⸻
He sees her.
⸻
That girl.
⸻
Still smiling.
⸻
Watching.
⸻
As if everything—
Including Rahat—
Means nothing.
⸻
The light swallows him completely.
⸻
And the void—
Becomes silent again.