The echo of Mason’s footsteps reverberated through the vast, desolate halls, his mind racing with the recent events. The Emperors were reeling, but he knew that his actions were merely a catalyst for something much larger. His body thrummed with power, and the surge of energy he had experienced had left him with a sense of urgency. He needed answers, and he needed them fast.As he moved through the labyrinth of corridors, the air around him seemed charged, as if the walls themselves were closing in. The Emperors had underestimated him, but Mason knew that there was no room for complacency. They wouldn’t be passive for long; they were already plotting their next move.Mason’s hand hovered over the hilt of his blade, the weapon still warm with the power he had just 7unleashed. His grip tightened, as the weight of his decision settled in. Leaving the battlefield without a clear resolution wasn’t like him, but he had seen the opportunity to retreat, to regroup, and to understand the true

They reached the end of the tunnel, and Mason could see the faintest light ahead. Scarlet paused, signaling for him to stop. She motioned for him to follow closely as she stepped into the shadows, moving with a fluid grace that made Mason realize just how much he had underestimated her. She wasn’t just a player in this game—she was a force to be reckoned with.The corridor ahead opened into a vast chamber, its walls lined with glowing symbols and arcane carvings. The air was thick with power, and Mason could feel the oppressive weight of the place bearing down on him. In the center of the room stood a large circular platform, surrounded by an array of machines and devices, all connected by a web of energy that pulsed and thrummed.“This is it,” Scarlet whispered, her voice low. “The Nexus.”Mason’s eyes scanned the room, noting the heavy security and the dozen or so figures moving around the platform. The Emperors were here, orchestrating the final stages of their plan. He could see t

Mason’s eyes widened as he understood the true danger. The Nexus wasn’t just a tool for domination it was a sentient entity, and if left unchecked, it could consume everything.And the Emperors were feeding it, fueling its growth.“Stop!” Mason shouted, his voice filled with urgency. He stepped forward, hands outstretched toward the Nexus. “You’re only making it stronger!”Dominic laughed, a low, dangerous sound that sent a chill down Mason’s spine. "You think you can stop this, Mason? You think you can control it? The Nexus doesn’t belong to you. It belongs to those who are worthy.”Jared stepped forward, his expression cold and calculating. “It’s too late for you. The Nexus is already beginning to stabilize. You’re too late to stop us.”Mason’s mind raced. He had to act quickly. If the Nexus fully stabilized, all hope would be lost.With a deep breath, Mason focused inward, reaching into himself for the hidden power he had long suppressed. It wasn’t just the Mythic Items that held p

Mason stood at the edge of the battlefield, his breathing steady despite the raging storm of energy crackling in the distance. The Emperors had made their move, forcing him into a confrontation he had tried to delay. Now, there was no turning back.His mind worked rapidly, analyzing every possibility. He had spent years preparing for this, but nothing could have fully equipped him for the reality of facing multiple Emperors at once. They were legends, each wielding power that could reshape the world. But Mason was no longer the boy they had once dismissed. He was something else entirely something even he was still discovering.As he adjusted his grip on his Mythic Blade, a surge of energy pulsed through his body. It was an unfamiliar sensation, different from anything he had felt before. It wasn’t just the blade’s powerthis was something deeper, something within him. His recent battles had pushed him past his limits, awakening abilities he never knew existed. But this was different. I

The battlefield lay in eerie silence, broken only by the low hum of energy crackling in the air. The sky, once clear, was now split open, revealing an abyss of swirling darkness. Mason had fought against powerful adversaries before, but this this was something else entirely.The rift pulsed violently, and Mason felt its force pressing against him like an unseen weight. He could see the Emperors exchanging glances, their usual confidence shaken. Depay, for once, did not wear his smug expression. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the entity within the rift.A deep, guttural voice echoed through the space.“The cycle is broken.”The voice didn’t belong to any of the Emperors. It came from inside the rift, from the shadowy figure that had yet to fully emerge. Mason felt a strange familiarity in the presence, but he couldn’t place it.Depay finally spoke, his voice tight with unease. “This was not supposed to happen yet.”Mason’s eyes flicked toward him. “You keep saying that. What wasn’t sup