Location: Shadow Realm Prison
The void pulsed.
Kael stood across from Ishira, the winged girl who was once destined to kill him across countless timelines.
Her silver eyes trembled.
"If you stay here, you die quietly," she said, sadness in her voice."If you break out… the gods will know you're awakening."
Kael smirked.
"Then I guess it's time I said hello."
He stepped forward, the War Goddess's ring burning on his finger.
The ancient runes surrounding the shadow realm began to crack.
Meanwhile – Royal Academy Arena
The crowd grew restless.
Team Kael, now missing their leader, fought with terrifying synchronization.
Velcia unleashed Oblivion Waves.Zara tore enemies apart with blazing spears.Mira and Rayna hunted the snipers hiding beyond the cliffs.Selene's arrows split the skies.
Evelyne muttered: "Kael... find your way back."
The scoreboard glitched—the magic monitors couldn't even track their speed anymore.
Team Kael was winning—but their captain was still gone.
Back to Kael and Ishira
Ishira closed her eyes. "You'll need my blessing to break the final seal."
She placed her hand on Kael's chest.
At her touch, he felt centuries of sadness… lifetimes of loneliness… and endless betrayals.
"You were never the villain," she whispered.
"You were the only one who chose to fight fate."
Kael grabbed her hand firmly.
"Then stand with me now. Help me burn fate itself."
For the first time, Ishira smiled.
"As you wish, my King of Chaos."
The Forbidden Spell: Skysunder
Kael roared as the spell activated.
Crimson and gold magic tore through the shadow realm.
Above the Royal Academy, the sky shattered like broken glass.
BOOM!
Thousands looked up as the sun itself seemed to split—and through the rupture, Kael fell, one knee landing in the center of the arena.
The ground cracked.
His aura—a mixture of chaos, divinity, and mortal mana—blazed so fiercely that the weaker students fainted immediately.
Evelyne gasped. "He broke space itself…"
Zara's heart raced. "He's back."
Mira and Rayna looked at each other. "He's... different now."
A New Challenger Appears
The tournament announcer, stunned, tried to speak—only for the ground to quake.
A new team entered the arena—uninvited.
Draped in dark robes, with sigils of fallen gods.
The crowd whispered in horror: "That's the Black Dawn Cult!"
Kael wiped blood from his mouth.
"They couldn't wait until the finals?" he muttered.
Velcia stepped forward, summoning her fire.
"Let's show them why your name should never have been forgotten."
Kael's Proclamation
Kael faced the cultists.
His voice, amplified by divine magic, echoed across the entire kingdom:
"I am Kael Elarion Veyr. First Prince. The one you cast aside."
"Come, cowards of the divine. Come and see…"
"…what a true god looks like when he is reborn."
The arena erupted.
The battle for Kael's survival—and the future of the world—had truly begun.