bookbashuk Chapter 327: The Ultimate Rift in the Universe
Chapter 327: The Ultimate Rift in the Universe
The crack's edges continued to expand, like a gaping maw swallowing all surrounding light. As the three stepped into it, the laws of space and time utterly collapsed. Every step felt like venturing into the abyss of the universe; Ares, Selna, and Ulysses were filled with tension and unease. Although they knew this battle was a one-way street, the unknown fate ahead made every second feel like a struggle against the very essence of the universe.
"Is this really the only option?" Selna's voice sounded particularly pale in the vast emptiness. Her gaze was fixed on the ever-expanding abyss of darkness ahead, her heart filled with deep doubt and unease. "If the truth of fate is truly as we see it, can we really bear it?"
Ares didn't answer directly. His gaze was resolute, and an unprecedented power rose within him. This abyss bore the fate of the entire universe, even the existence of all life, but they had no way out. He whispered, "We didn't come to defy fate, but to understand it, to control it."
Ulysses stood to the side, his expression still indifferent, but a glint of excitement flashed in his sharp eyes: "The judgment of fate? If we can truly crack it, we can control the future of the entire universe."
“Controlling the future is perhaps the goal we should pursue most.” Ares smiled slightly, his gaze once again focusing on the deep void ahead. “But whatever the outcome, we must face it all.”
Just as the three were preparing to venture deeper, the crack in the abyss suddenly trembled violently, and an indescribable power surged forth from it. That power was no longer the oppressive feeling from before, but a deeper "summoning," as if some distant being was awakening from the endless abyss, calling for their arrival.
“It…has awakened,” Selna whispered, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes. “We’ve touched its core.”
Ares gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his gaze icy: "This is not the end of fate, but a new beginning. We must overcome all of this and face the final judgment of destiny."
As that profound power erupted, the darkness within the crack gradually coalesced, and a blurry figure slowly emerged. It had no concrete appearance, as if woven from countless fragments of timelines and space, both tangible and ethereal. That power was like a judge from the depths of the universe, its existence inextricably linked to the very foundations of the cosmos.
"You've finally come this far." The voice carried an irresistible pressure, like a whisper from the depths of the universe. "Break the chains of fate, change the rules of the universe—do you really think you can escape the control of destiny?"
Ares stared at the figure, his brow furrowed: "What exactly are you? The judge of fate?"
"The judge of fate?" The ethereal voice carried a hint of mockery. "What you have done is neither resistance nor escape. You are merely a part of fate's arrangement. Everything is created by me."
"You created it?" Selna's voice trembled, as if she had realized something. "Could it be that the destiny we've always thought we chose was actually being manipulated by you?"
"Fate never chooses." The figure spoke slowly, his voice filled with deep indifference. "You think that by breaking all shackles you can gain freedom? No, the true power of fate cannot be changed."
Ares gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his voice firm: "We do not believe in the shackles of fate. Breaking free from fate is not about escaping, but about creating new choices."
"Creating new choices?" The figure seemed to sneer. "The changes you've made are merely part of my plan. I've allowed you to touch this crack, and the final judgment of fate is inevitable."
"The final judgment?!" Ares murmured, a flash of anger in his eyes. "You think we'll give in?"
"Submit?" The figure's voice was as cold as ice. "You cannot resist true destiny. Your resistance is destined to be merely a part of destiny itself. All your struggles will turn to nothingness."
Suddenly, a blinding light erupted from the void, and the figure abruptly spread its arms, instantly expanding into an endless vortex that devoured all light and hope. Ares, Selna, and Ulysses felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if this power could destroy their very existence.
“This is the core of destiny.” Ares’ heart pounded, and sword energy gathered in his hand. “We must traverse this power and find the true truth.”
"Go through it?" Selna frowned. "Do you know what that means? We might not be able to fight it at all."
“We have chosen a path of no return,” Ares replied calmly, his gaze unwavering. “This is the path we must take. If we do not fight, we will never understand the truth of fate.”
The instant his words fell, Ares swung his sword fiercely, and golden light pierced through the void like lightning. As the sword energy was released, space began to tremble, and the dark vortex seemed to have been struck hard, splitting slightly.
Selna and Ulysses also joined the fray, their lightsabers and gunfire clashing to create a powerful energy storm that surged towards the endless darkness. The three forces converged into a thunderous force, like a blade tearing through the void, striking fiercely at the core of destiny.
"You..." The figure's voice grew weaker, but still carried a deep threat, "How could you possibly..."
As the sound faded, the vortex of darkness began to tremble violently, as if the rules of the universe were collapsing. The cracks in the void suddenly contracted, finally shattering completely with a deafening roar. The darkness vanished, and light once again filled the universe.
Everything returned to calm, the stars blazed anew, and the laws of the universe seemed to have returned to their original order. However, the three did not let their guard down. They knew that the truth hidden behind this starry sky remained elusive, and the abyss of fate had not completely disappeared.
“We did it?” Selna’s voice was filled with uncertainty. “We broke it, but… does this mean the end of our destiny?”
Ares stood beneath the starry sky, gazing at the gradually recovering universe, his eyes gleaming with a complex light: "This is not merely breaking fate, but redefining it. We did not destroy fate, but created our own choices."
“A choice?” Ulysses sneered. “Fate has never given us a choice, but now, the future of the universe is in our hands.”
Ares nodded: "Yes. The shackles of fate are no longer insurmountable obstacles for us. The future belongs to all our choices."
Selna gazed into the distance, her eyes gleaming with determination: "We have created a new universe, a new life. This universe will be written by us."
Their eyes met, their hearts filled with conviction. They had crossed the rift of fate, faced the judgment of the universe, and finally ushered in their own future.