Chapter 31 - Chapter 31: Azmuth's Memory

🔸 Chapter 31: Azmuth's Memory

(Flashback – Galvan Prime, Years Ago)

Inside a colossal cosmic hall, surrounded by cracked screens and blinking red sensors, Azmuth stood still, staring into a rift where the very laws of existence seemed to fracture.

Reality itself was tearing apart on one side — a scar slicing through dimensions. Scrambled data flickered in the air: random numbers, unstable energy readings, unlike anything recorded before.

He muttered under his breath:

> "This isn't just a breach... It's balance being rewritten."

From within the rupture, a glowing mass of light emerged — shapeless, pulsing, a vibration felt in the mind rather than seen or heard.

The entity spoke, not in sound, but through a direct mental pulse:

Entity:

> "I am… Kairos. I was not created. I am consequence — the echo of imbalance."

Azmuth flinched. For the first time in his long life, he faced a force that wasn't alive, yet wasn't dead — a conscious anomaly.

Carefully, he asked:

> "Are you here to restore… or to erase?"

Kairos:

> "That depends on you. I am incomplete. I need form… direction. Left unchecked, I will fragment. I will consume."

Driven by desperation and brilliance, Azmuth didn't step back. He drew a new schematic from pure energy, revealing a radical plan:

> "The Omnitrix… It can house your core. Not your body, just your essence. If I separate your primary nucleus and bind it to the Omnitrix, I could use it as a regulator — to stabilize the multiverse."

Kairos, after a pause:

> "And my body?"

Azmuth:

> "It will remain in a phased dimension. Untouched. Incomplete… It won't evolve."

Kairos:

> "And if it does?"

Azmuth shut his consoles slowly. He didn't answer.

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(Quick transition – Azmuth's Lab, after the experiment)

Inside a crystal chamber, a compressed nucleus of shimmering gray-blue rotated in silence. Kairos's essence had been fused into the Omnitrix's core matrix.

Azmuth monitored the readings. Universal entropy was stabilizing. The balance… was holding.

> "It worked... or so I believed."

But far beyond — deep within an unnamed dimension — shadows began to take shape.

A forgotten part of Kairos… was waking.

And this time, it had a voice.

A consciousness forged in rejection.

> "I am incomplete.

They buried me in silence.

I will make them hear me."

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