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Chapter 690: The Truth Part 1
Re let out a bitter smile. "Forever, huh... I won’t be using that word too mildly."
The cracks left behind by the explosion widened, spreading through space like fractures in glass.
Black veins crawled through reality, pulsing slowly, as if something beneath the surface had begun to breathe.
The Void moved.
Except this time... it didn’t just move forward.
It expanded.
The darkness stretched outward, swallowing the lightning it had previously unleashed.
What had once been bolts of annihilation now folded inward, merging with its body like rivers returning to an ocean.
Reign’s grin faded slightly.
"...That’s new."
Re didn’t look surprised. His gaze hardened.
The Void’s formless mass began to change shape—not into a body, not exactly. Instead, pieces of it condensed into rotating structures, rings of distorted gravity orbiting a growing core.
Each ring spun at a different speed, grinding against space itself.
Where they touched reality, physics began to fail.
Light bent backward.
Time skipped like a broken record.
Gravity flipped directions without warning.
Reign felt the pressure immediately. His senses screamed as his connection to the surrounding laws grew unstable.
"It’s not just adapting anymore," Re muttered. "It’s learning."
The rings accelerated.
Then something impossible happened.
One of the rings fractured—and from it stepped another Void.
Not a clone.
Not a fragment.
A complete anomaly, smaller but identical in nature, dripping with the same oppressive presence.
Reign’s eyes widened.
"...It’s reproducing?"
The second Void immediately began forming its own orbiting rings.
Re let out a tired sighed.
"Worse than that."
The original Void pulsed again.
A third anomaly emerged.
Then a fourth.
Each one smaller than the last, but growing rapidly as they devoured the fractured space around them.
Reality itself had become their fuel.
Reign laughed.
Not out of humor—but excitement.
"Now this is getting interesting."
He rolled his shoulders as the surrounding pressure intensified.
Around them, the newborn Voids began weaving a lattice of warped space, their rotating rings linking together like the gears of a cosmic machine of destruction.
The battlefield was no longer a battlefield.
It was becoming an ecosystem meant for it.
Reign tilted his head, watching the expanding network of distortions.
"You know if it keeps multiplying like this..."
A newborn Void devoured an entire chunk of collapsed space nearby, swelling twice its size in seconds.
Reign’s grin widened.
"...we might accidentally lose the universe."
Re didn’t smile. His eyes were fixed on the original anomaly, now far larger than before.
"So... I’m going to lose again, huh."
Reign blinked. "What do you mean?"
It took a couple of seconds for Re to reply. "It’s no use lying. I should just tell you the whole truth. I’m not a copy of you."
His gaze drifted to the swarm of evolving Voids.
"I’m your future. Or to be exact... the original version who caused all of this."
His words lingered in the shattered space between them.
For once, Reign didn’t laugh.
"Are you messing with me? Because it’s not a good joke."
"I know you won’t believe me so let me just show you."
For a moment, nothing happened.
Then the space between them folded inward, like a page being turned.
Reign felt a sudden pressure against his mind—cold, invasive, but not hostile. It slipped past his defenses before he could react.
The battlefield vanished.
Darkness.
Then he found himself back in the room that had once broken him, yet now he watched it all from a third-person perspective.
"I won’t die without fighting!" the younger Reign groaned.
Before anyone could react, an overwhelming surge of power erupted from him.
White light burst outward, slicing through the air with surgical precision. Doctors and observers were cut into perfect, floating cubes before they could even blink.
The remnants of the shattered room hovered in silence.
And there he was—the young Reign—suspended in midair.
His eyes glowed pure white, not the divine gold of the angels, but a blinding, raw brilliance that radiated absolute potential.
Even from a distance, the sight was staggering. This wasn’t just power. This was the birth of a force that would one day shape, challenge, and terrify the universe itself.
Re, standing beside the old Reign spoke.
"This... was the moment everything began. The root of all of this."
The scene shifted again. This time, it showed the younger Reign reuniting with his father.
The older man’s eyes shone with pride, clearly impressed by the sheer potential radiating from his son.
Years passed quickly. He inherited his father’s throne, taking command with an intelligent mind and an iron will.
Yet, after decades of ruling, he found himself restless.
One planet—one system—was no longer enough. The same routines, the same challenges, bored him. He knew his potential was being wasted.
And at last, he confirmed with his father that other worlds truly existed—realms beyond his own, waiting to be explored, conquered, and mastered.
The thought was intoxicating. His mind raced, imagining entire realms teeming with beings far beyond mortal comprehension.
A spark of ambition ignited within him.
He designed the very first Portable Teleportation Bracer, a device whose shape and function mirrored exactly the one Re would later wield.
The young Reign descended onto countless worlds, conquering each one and growing stronger with every victory.
His power expanded relentlessly, and his army grew exponentially with every war he won.
Every victory added not just soldiers, but new strategies, new weapons, new power and new forces that mirrored his growing influence.
Until at last, he reached the birthplace of his father—a world that had shaped the man who had shaped him.
The first thing he saw was the dark mist, thick and oppressive, swirling before him. It blocked his path completely.
Instead of feeling irritated, he found it... amusing. Like a puzzle—a challenge daring him to solve it.
With effort and his intelligence, he analyzed the black mist, probing every fluctuation, every hidden pattern, and solved it.
Just like that, he became the hero of this planet. But he didn’t come here to celebrate—he came to conquer.
He unleashed his army, and the battlefield erupted.