Matt stood beneath a starless sky.
The Void within him no longer raged.
It warned.
He had saved Mailane. Unlocked the Soulflare Sigil. But the stars above Moniyan flickered—extinguishing one by one. Their silence wasn't natural.
It was scripted.
A lie.
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Location: The Celestial Watchtower
Forged from the last cinder of the Old Realm's sun, the Watchtower floated in liminal space—between now and never. It housed the Divine Archives: prophecies, forbidden scripts, and truths even the gods dared not speak aloud.
Tonight, it bled starlight.
Matt entered with Grey and Sam at his side. Mailane, still fragile, rested in a sanctum far below.
At the gate stood a sentinel formed from orbiting constellations.
"Only the Flame may enter," it intoned. "The Truth remembers its killer."
Matt stepped forward.
Alone.
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Inside, gravity bent.
Stars hovered like fireflies. Scrolls wept ink. Time pulled sideways.
Matt's Void pulsed—not in hunger, but in recognition.
He reached the sealed chamber of lost truths—
And found someone waiting.
Not a Paladin.
Not a beast.
An Eternal.
Murgamoz, Doom Bringer.
The Fallen Spear.
His uncle.
"You should've stayed dead," Murgamoz said.
Matt froze.
"You knew I was innocent."
"I knew you were unstable," his uncle growled. "The Void didn't infect you—it answered you. Even Amiya feared what you'd become."
Matt's breath caught.
"Don't you lie about her."
The flames ignited around them.
A vision unfurled.
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The Tribunal. The Day of Judgement.
Amiya stood silently.
Never spoke.
Never stopped them.
She let them sentence him.
Let them burn him.
"No. She loved me," Matt whispered.
"She pitied you," Murgamoz said. "She saw the future and chose balance over love."
Matt staggered. "So she let me die."
Murgamoz stepped forward. "No, boy. She let you live. She etched reincarnation into your fate. Her mercy. My mistake."
He raised his hand.
The stars fractured.
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Boss Fight Initiated: Murgamoz – Eternal of Doom
Zone Modifier: Rift of Time Loops
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Murgamoz fought like time itself.
Every strike Matt landed rewound. Every evasion reset. He was outpaced, outmatched—undone by history itself.
Black-fire spears pierced his armor.
Matt triggered:
Stormpulse Surge
Beastlink Counterstrike
> Stellar Void Fusion: Phase Two
Still not enough.
A spear of frozen time hit his chest.
Matt fell.
But then…
A whisper.
"I never stopped watching."
Amiya's echo—her spirit fragment—wrapped around him.
"I failed to defend you then… but I wrote your name into the stars. I knew you'd find your way back."
She gave him her last gift:
Lightrift Flame – Celestial Override.
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Matt rose.
Twin wings—gold and void—erupted from his back.
His sword split in two.
Dual-Wield Mode Activated: Solar Rift + Shadowsidian.
He moved like truth unchained.
And in seven strikes, he shattered the Eternal.
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The chamber dimmed.
The stars outside shifted.
The constellation map realigned.
Matt looked up—and saw his name etched beside hers.
Amiya + Matt.
History remembered him.
The Eternal Lie was broken.
And in the Celestial Watchtower, where the gods once watched in silence—
They now faced a choice.
Neutrality was no longer an option.
The Flame had risen.
And the gods would have to choose a side.