Shidai: The God Of Everything

The Reckoning: Part III

The silence lingered. Heavy. Absolute.

The wind, once howling with the force of a coming storm, had stilled. The world beneath Shidai's feet had stopped trembling. The sky above, dark and brooding, no longer threatened collapse. There was no longer any need for the universe to brace itself. Lucas was gone.

But something wasn't right.

Shidai stood amidst the remnants of what once was, his eyes narrowed, his power humming just beneath his skin. He could feel it—the faintest pulse, a ripple through the fabric of existence. It was subtle, nearly imperceptible, but Shidai was no ordinary being. He was everything. And everything answered to him.

He turned his gaze toward the horizon, his golden eyes burning like twin stars.

Lucas… You should be gone.

And yet, the universe refused to settle.

Something remained.

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The Ghost in the Void

Shidai's presence alone was enough to bend reality to his will, but this—this was something else entirely. It was an echo, a whisper of power that refused to fade, as if Lucas had left behind more than just ambition. As if he had planned for this.

A low hum resonated through the streets, reverberating through shattered concrete and broken structures. It wasn't a sound—it was a feeling, a disturbance.

And then, the air itself split apart.

A rift, black as the void between stars, tore through the space before Shidai, crackling with unnatural energy. It wasn't time travel. It wasn't teleportation. It was something more ancient, more insidious.

Shidai didn't move. He didn't flinch. He merely observed, his expression unreadable.

Then, from the darkness, a voice.

Weak. Shaken. But alive.

"You… really thought it'd be that easy, didn't you?"

The void pulsed, and then, from its depths, Lucas stepped forward.

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The Return of the Fallen

Shidai's eyes narrowed. This wasn't possible. Lucas had been erased, reduced to dust by Shidai's will. He had been unmade. And yet, here he stood.

But he wasn't the same.

His body flickered at the edges, shifting between solid and ethereal, as though reality itself couldn't decide whether to accept him. His eyes, once filled with arrogance and desperation, now burned with something else. Something more.

Lucas hadn't survived.

He had become something else.

Shidai took a step forward, the motion effortless, yet the air around him trembled in response. "This is… amusing." His voice was as calm as ever, but beneath it was curiosity. Interest.

Lucas tilted his head, a smirk twitching at his lips. He was exhausted—Shidai could see it. Feel it. His very existence was unstable, as if he were being held together by sheer willpower alone. And yet, he grinned.

"You don't even know what you did, do you?"

Shidai said nothing. He simply watched.

Lucas spread his arms, motioning to himself. "When you erased me, you didn't just destroy my body. You ripped me apart at the most fundamental level. And in that moment—when there was nothing left of me but the smallest fraction of existence—I saw it."

The air between them vibrated.

"I saw the core of everything. The very fabric of reality. And I—" He clenched his fists, his aura flaring wildly, barely contained. "I touched it."

Shidai remained still. But inwardly, he acknowledged something.

This was no longer the Lucas he had once known.

This was something new. Something… evolved.

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The Fractured God

Lucas raised a hand, and reality responded.

The ground beneath them shifted, as if uncertain whether it should exist. The sky overhead rippled, as though it were breathing.

Lucas wasn't just alive.

He was woven into the very essence of creation.

Shidai exhaled slowly, tilting his head slightly. "You think this changes anything?"

Lucas smirked, his unstable form flickering. "It already has."

He thrust his hand forward, and the world around them broke.

Not shattered. Not exploded. Broke.

Space warped, the city twisting into unnatural angles, buildings elongating and folding in on themselves like an impossible maze. The air thickened, bending light in ways that should have been impossible. It was as if Lucas had undone the very rules that governed reality and rewritten them in his own image.

For the first time in eons, Shidai acknowledged something.

Lucas was no longer a mere adversary.

He was a threat.

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The Clash of Gods

Shidai lifted a single hand. The entire warped city froze.

Lucas's grin faltered slightly.

"Still acting like you're untouchable, huh?" he muttered.

Shidai's golden eyes burned. "Because I am."

And then, with a mere thought, Shidai restored everything.

The city corrected itself instantly. The warped buildings straightened. The sky returned to normal. The ground solidified.

Lucas staggered. His form flickered, unstable once more.

"You—"

Shidai raised a finger, silencing him.

"You think you've gained something new, Lucas? You think peering into the fabric of reality gives you an advantage?"

The temperature around them dropped.

"You are still nothing but a shadow playing with fire."

Lucas gritted his teeth, his energy surging again, but this time, Shidai moved.

And when he did, the universe itself responded.

He was in front of Lucas in an instant. No flash. No sound. Just presence.

His hand wrapped around Lucas's throat.

And for the first time, Lucas gasped in fear.

"Do you feel it?" Shidai whispered.

Lucas struggled, clawing at the hand that held him. But he couldn't move.

"That is the weight of true power."

The air around them cracked under the sheer pressure of Shidai's will.

"You are no longer bound by mortal limits, Lucas. That much is true. But do you know what that really means?"

His grip tightened.

"It means I don't have to hold back anymore."

The world exploded.

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Beyond the End

When the dust settled, they were no longer in the city. No longer in the world.

They stood in the void.

Infinite darkness stretched around them, endless, vast, untouched by time or space.

Lucas coughed, staggering back, his body barely holding together.

Shidai stood before him, unchanged. Unshaken. Unrivaled.

"This is the difference between us, Lucas."

Lucas's breath was ragged. "I—"

Shidai raised a hand.

And Lucas felt it.

The pressure. The sheer, overwhelming force that threatened to crush him out of existence.

"You tried to steal my power."

The void trembled.

"You thought you could challenge me."

Lucas fell to his knees.

"And now, you see the truth."

Shidai extended a single finger.

"You were never my equal."

Lucas's form flickered, fading.

"And you never will be."

With a single motion, Shidai snapped his fingers—

And Lucas vanished.

Not destroyed.

Not erased.

But sealed.

Forever.

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The Absolute

Shidai exhaled.

The void around him folded, reshaping into reality once more. The city returned. The world resumed.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

Because, to Shidai, it hadn't.

He turned his gaze to the sky, his expression unreadable.

"The reckoning is over."

And with that, he walked away.

The god of everything.

Unchallenged.

Unstoppable.

Eternal.