Long after the defeat of Lazrael and Icaris, the cosmos remained in a delicate balance. Yet the scars of their conflict ran deep. Entire star systems had been obliterated, and time itself remained fractured in the farthest reaches of existence. The Children of the Cosmos continued to rebuild, but whispers of unrest stirred across the multiverse.
Ayla sat in the ancient temple of the Mothers, meditating on the flickering visions that plagued her dreams. Her once calm and stable energy now buzzed with unease. She felt something—an echo, perhaps—of the chaos Lazrael had unleashed, reverberating across dimensions.
Suddenly, a faint presence materialized behind her, gentle yet unmistakable. It was Seren, one of the youngest of the Children, known for her attunement to the subtle energies of the universe.
Seren: (hesitant, voice soft) "Ayla... Do you feel it too? Something stirs in the void. It's like the shadow of a storm, just beyond our reach."
Ayla opened her eyes, the dim light of the temple reflecting the cosmic wisdom that now resided within her. "Yes. The aftermath of our battle... I fear we may have only delayed what's coming. There are remnants of Lazrael's essence scattered in places even the Mothers cannot reach."
Seren's eyes widened, her breath quickening. "What does this mean? Could he return?"
Ayla stood, her presence commanding yet calm. "No. Lazrael is truly gone. But the energies he sought to control may not be. The power of Ultra Instinct, of bending time and space... it remains potent. And others will try to claim it."
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The Mothers Of All Cosmos
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