Vivienne’s POV
Vivienne sat quietly at the edge of the pavilion.
Her fingers rested on the porcelain teacup that had long gone cold.
The sky above her was calm, but her eyes were not.
They shimmered faintly, reflecting distant flashes from a storm that wasn’t anywhere near this galaxy.
She could see it.
A vast wave of energy and darkness spreading far away, swallowing everything it touched.
"Are you really going?" she asked softly, her voice breaking the silence. "That thing is too dangerous. We should leave this universe instead of fighting that."
The glow in her eyes faded as she turned toward Kevin.
Kevin didn’t say anything at first. He
just looked up, watching the horizon where the wave shimmered faintly in the distance.
Then, he nodded.
"Don’t go," she said again, her tone sharper this time. "You’ll die."
"I won’t. These are the things I’ve been preparing for. I’ve been clearing Quests for billions of years for fights like this."
Vivienne looked down at her cup, her grip tightening.
She knew those Quests came from the Cosmos itself.
Kevin wasn’t like Neo.
Neo had become a Heavenbreaker, broke rules, and fallen out of its favor.
But Kevin... Kevin still held the Cosmos’ blessing.
He was a Realm Divinity God, and an Apostle on top of that.
Each Quest he completed made him stronger.
"Kevin," she whispered, "please."
"This is important to me."
His eyes were steady.
He stood up and began walking away, the faint hum of his aura shaking the air around him.
He was heading toward the Alliance Headquarters, where Neo — the Heavenbreaker — had appeared.
"Kevin!" Vivienne’s voice cracked. "You’re important to me too!"
He froze mid-step.
"I don’t need my powers back anymore. Just stop, please. I can’t lose you," she said, her eyes trembling.
Kevin turned his head slightly, his face unreadable.
The truth was, he had no real loyalty to the Alliance.
He never cared about their wars or politics.
The only reason he defended them was because of his ongoing Quest.
[Quest: Protect the Alliance]
[Reward: Fragment of the Authority of Time]
That reward meant everything.
It could restore a portion of Vivienne’s lost Authority.
He’d been protecting the Alliance all this time, not for them, but for her.
He didn’t need to help them grow stronger.
He didn’t need to help them win.
The Quest didn’t require that.
After a long silence, Kevin finally looked at her one last time.
"I’ll be back soon," he said.
Then he left the planet, disappearing into the void between stars.
Vivienne stared at the empty sky for a long time, her teacup trembling in her hand.
She could still see the wave, distant but growing larger with each passing second.
...
God of Machines’ POV
Inside a vast mechanical fortress, a figure made of silver bones and gears scrambled across a workshop cluttered with glowing parts.
The God of Machines was moving fast, pulling devices and scrolls from every corner.
His metallic hands clicked rapidly as he stuffed items into dimensional pockets.
"Unit-07," he barked. "Has the Heaven Slayer Golem prototype been returned?"
A soft, emotionless voice replied from a floating crystal sphere. "Yes, Master. It was returned by the one known as ’I.’"
"That damned ’I.’ I don’t trust him one bit. Run a full diagnostic on the golem. Check for viruses, structural breaks, or hidden codes."
"Yes, Master. Running diagnostics."
He laughed suddenly, the sound metallic and harsh. "I only lent that prototype because he paid me with something worthwhile. Blueprints of the True Soul Weapons. Hahaha! With these, I can finally do it. I can create a true mechanical Heaven Slayer!"
Sparks flashed around the workshop as the AI projected blueprints in the air.
Intricate designs of living machines, fused with divine cores, floated above the God of Machines.
"Finally," he whispered. "After all this time..."
The AI’s voice interrupted him. "Master, there is an anomaly. A massive wave of dark energy is spreading across the Golden Domain. The Alliance is asking for reinforcements against it. What should we do?"
The God of Machines glanced at the image.
It was the same dark wave Vivienne had seen.
His hollow eye sockets glowed brighter.
"’I’ already warned us this would happen. He said it would sort itself out," the AI reminded.
"Bah," he grumbled. "I don’t trust that man. He hides too much behind his smiles. And that Heavenbreaker..."
His voice dropped low.



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