Kael stood atop the highest peak of the Aether's Maw, the final relic in hand—The Loomheart, pulsing with threads of radiant time and void.
He had endured the Sea of Waking Bones, where memory drowned the soul.He had conquered the Red Labyrinth, a maze of forgotten kings and sentient sand.He survived the Hollowed Sky, where stars fell like rain and minds unraveled.He faced his reflection in the Mirrorgrave, where every lie took form.He reforged fire in the Forgotten Furnace, bending the elements to his will.And now, the last piece—claimed.
As the six relics hovered around him, forming a corona of rotating Weave-runes, the world trembled.
The First Weave awakened.
His body arched back, suspended in streams of pure Shardlight and Riftflame.Reality shivered.
[STATUS REPORT — ASCENDED FORM]
Name: KaelClass: Gatekeeper Ascendant — Heir of the First WeaveLevel: ∞XP: —HP: 900,000 / 900,000MP: 900,000 / 900,000
Attributes:
Strength: 900,000
Dexterity: 900,000
Constitution: 900,000
Intelligence: 900,000
Wisdom: 900,000
Charisma: 900,000
Unlocked Titles:
Warden of the Rift
Heir of the First Weave
Breaker of the Red Labyrinth
Master of the Hollowed Sky
Flamebound Reforger
The Mirrorless
Time's Chosen
New Legendary Skills:
Loomheart Resonance (Passive)Kael is the living embodiment of the First Weave. All spells are cast instantly. All cooldowns are removed. Reality responds to will.
Oblivion Rebirth (Active)Upon death, Kael rewinds his existence 6 seconds prior, retaining full memory and energy. Three uses per day.
Threadmancer's Sovereignty (Active)Bend the threads of fate. Rewrite one moment of history per realm. Cannot be used in the same timeline twice.
Voice of the Six (Passive)Kael now speaks with the authority of the fallen Weavelords. All entities born of the Weave must obey or be unmade.
Rift Paradox (Ultimate)Unleash a contradiction in reality so intense it deletes a concept—such as gravity, time, death, or pain—from a chosen space. Once per arc.
Weave Ascension (Passive)Kael no longer ages, tires, or bleeds. He is a fixed point in an unraveling multiverse.
Kael opened his eyes. The world noticed.
The stars aligned. The rifts sang. Nihlari Prime, wherever she hid, felt fear.
"I am no longer your weapon," Kael said, his voice threading across all realms. "I am the Weave's will made flesh."
And the First Weave whispered back—
"Then it's time to end what she began."