Unrivaled in another world

[: 3rd POV :] 

The chamber where the Seven Overlords once convened now lay in ruin.

Its once-majestic thrones cracked, bleeding stardust and ash into the void.

The air, if it could be called such, was filled with echoes of destruction—echoes that whispered of Daniel.

Four Overlords had fallen, instantly without glory and hope.

It was full of despair, and now, only three remained.

Yet, only two stood before him.

Arguun—the Gravity Ruler, who bore dominion over all that was bound by gravity.

Shyros—the Sleeper, the master of illusions, slumber, and unreality.

They stared at the man who had become something far beyond comprehension.

A force.

A calamity.

His name was Daniel, an unknown being disguised as a flesh of mortal. 

To their eyes, he wasn't a mortal at all. 

He was something else, perhaps something forbidden. 

An impossibility that exists.

On the other hand, Daniel's transformation glowed with flickers of the Supreme Coat of Annihilation.

It was black, corrosive armour pulsing like a second skin.

Each step he took left craters in the floor, unmaking even divine material with a casual presence.

Arguun swallowed, his Core vibrating at a high frequency, emitting gravitational pulses as a defence mechanism.

He clenched his fists, and with a thought, his Collapse Throne surged.

"Gravity x100."

The air thickened instantly.

A shockwave erupted as the force of ten worlds bore down on Daniel.

The throne room groaned under the pressure.

Arcs of compressed matter crackled around them, distorting space.

Shyros joined him without a word.

His aura unfurled like mist over still water.

A lullaby hummed from his lips, not sung but felt. Reality turned fragile, softened by his Stillborn Dream.

"Slumber Crown: Endless Cradle"

The room shattered like a mirror.

Suddenly, Daniel stood on a staircase made of recollections, spiralling into nothingness.

The sky above was the memories of the time when he was a slave.

Below was a recollection of the time he spent with Caelira, Rika, Manork and Kiel. 

"Sleep, Daniel," Shyros whispered through every surface, every thought.

"You've already won. You need not fight anymore."

But Daniel was already unravelling the illusion.

However, his eyes burned with defiance and rage as well. 

''How are you trying to use my memories of them against me?'' He declared with authority in his tone. 

All of a sudden, a wave of destructive energy radiated from him, shattering the cradle of dreams into pixelated fragments.

Without hesitation, Daniel raised a hand.

"Destruction Element Manipulation"

A lacerating arc of red-black light erupted from his palm, spiralling outward in elegant, death-bound geometry.

The beam carved across space and into Shyros's defences, forcing the dream-walker to phase backwards into a pocket of broken time.

Arguun responded immediately.

"Anchor of Oblivion!"

He summoned a warhammer-sized relic forged of collapsed stars—its weight so great it dragged gravity fields behind it like chains.

With a grunt, he hurled it at Daniel.

The anchor split the floor as it travelled, and with a blink, Daniel caught it.

For a moment, gravity screamed.

Daniel's arms trembled slightly, but then the Supreme Coat flared, wrapping his forearms with burning veins of annihilation.

He crushed the Anchor in two, reducing it to anti-matter shrapnel.

Then—

"Cataclysmic Repulsion."

All the stored damage and pressure Arguun had created rebounded.

A blast of force, amplified twofold, slammed into Arguun.

He tumbled across the room, leaving trails of bent space behind him.

But he wasn't done.

"Mass Crown: Orbital Chains!"

Arguun raised his hands and conjured twenty spinning moons made of dense gravity.

They locked onto Daniel's position and launched, seeking to crush, bind, and collapse him.

Daniel responded with a flick of his hand.

"Supreme Coat of Annihilation"

The space around him ignited in a wave of destructive force, a force that devoured everything it touched.

The moons disintegrated before they could connect, their dense cores unmade by the coat's chaotic anti-force.

Shyros emerged from the dream rift, eyes alight with fury and desperation.

"Dream-Eater Womb: Dream Collapse."

Suddenly, there were thousands of Daniels—each one a projected tomorrow, a reflection of possibility.

One of them tried to step on him, however it was useless.

"Singularity Destruction"

He raised his palm and generated a point—a sphere no larger than a grain of rice.

A black dot that devoured light, time, and fate.

He dropped it.

The floor cracked.

BOOM

A chain reaction of localised singularities erupted outward.

All false Daniels were obliterated.

Shyros screamed as three layers of his soul were burned.

His Grace: Kindness of Death activated instantly, resetting his body to an earlier state.

Arguun—still reeling—snarled and activated his Commandment.

"All Things Must Fall."

The laws of levitation, motion, and even hope ceased, and Daniel's momentum was stilled.

But he smirked.

"Absolute Damage Reduction"

The crushing power had been unleashed.

Then, with a pulse—

"Cataclysmic Repulsion."

It reversed.

The entire gravitational web turned inside out, hitting both Arguun and Shyros with a force equating to collapsing worlds.

Arguun vomited dark matter.

Shyros tumbled backwards, crashing through one of the last surviving Overlord thrones.

Still, Daniel didn't stop; he advanced.

A blade extended from his right hand, formed from raw annihilation.

With one swing, he slashed the ground, causing an earthquake of cosmic scale.

The rift spread toward Shyros.

He screamed, trying to escape into the dream.

"Endless Cradle: Cocoon of Sleep!"

A barrier of dream-essence wrapped around him.

Daniel stepped through it like smoke.

He drove the blade through Shyros's chest.

Shyros gasped, blinking in multiple dimensions at once. His commandment failed. His core began to bleed illusions.

Arguun roared in despair.

"Origin: The Orbitless King!!"

He floated, golden circuits spinning across his body.

Dozens of moons formed behind him. Reality began to warp under his presence.

Everything began to fall toward him.

Even light.

Even sound.

Daniel looked up.

And smiled.

"Eyes of Calamity: Death Effect"

Both Shyros and Arguun looked into them.

There was no explosion, nor were there any flashes. 

There was only death...

Shyros's Origin cracked like porcelain.

The dream within him—the infinite slumber—died in an instant.

The Cradle shattered.

His Stigma screamed as it was erased from existence.

He died not screaming, but questioning.

"Why… can't I…"

He crumbled to dust.

Arguun, still glowing with gravitational mastery, reached toward the sky—

—but his body froze.

His orbit unravelled.

His commandment whispered falsehoods to him as it, too, decayed.

Arguun's core trembled, and then his weight collapsed in on itself.

His mass unspooled from existence.

He fell—but not to the ground.

He fell from reality.

And was no more.

When it ended, Daniel stood among fragments of thrones and gods.

Black ash rained down like judgment.

Only one Overlord remained somewhere in the corners of this broken domain—hidden and trembling.

The rest were gone.

The Eyes of Calamity dimmed.

Daniel lowered his head.

And walked forward, his footsteps echoing across the room where even time was afraid to linger.

The silence that followed the annihilation of Shyros and Arguun was deafening.

Daniel stood at the centre of it all—unmoving, composed, yet crackling with boundless destruction.

His form was cloaked in flickers of Annihilation, the Eyes of Calamity slowly dimming as the last embers of death peeled away from his vision.

And then he turned his gaze toward the last one.

Zar'Kael.

Daniel's lips curled into a smirk.

His voice, sharp and casual, echoed like finality in the broken chamber.

"Now... there's only you."

Zar'Kael's eyes twitched.

It wasn't rage.

It wasn't grief.

It was a confusion and fear.

The dark-armoured Overlord stood motionless atop his shattered throne.

His rings—great obsidian things woven from void sigils—remained unfurled as if shielding himself from what had just happened.

He looked at Daniel.

Not as a warrior facing an enemy, but as something lesser staring up at a force that should not exist.

"You..." he muttered, voice low, hollow. "You're not… right."

He stepped forward, his voice rising.

"You shouldn't be here. You shouldn't even exist! A mortal can't do this. A creature of this realm can't—"

"And yet here I am," Daniel interrupted, voice like ice cracking through steel.

He began to walk forward slowly, each footfall measured.

His Supreme Coat of Annihilation shimmered with each step, distorting the air around him.

"Common sense," Daniel continued, "died the moment I arrived. Your laws, your systems, your hierarchies…" he motioned around to the ashen battlefield, "…are just myths waiting to be corrected."

Zar'Kael clenched his jaw.

Six of the Overlords, a title that trillions dream of, were gone.

Erased without glory.

No matter how he looked at it, Daniel didn't operate within the same scale.

Power was meaningless.

Technique, meaningless.

Even divinity itself… meaningless.

Zar'Kael reached into his voidcloak and pulled forth an object wrapped in ancient chains.

A gemstone.

Black as midnight. Etched with ancient sigils that pulsed like a heartbeat.

Daniel's eyes flicked toward it.

Zar'Kael's grip tightened.

"This world... this reality... does not deserve you," he growled. "So I'll tear both apart if that's what it takes."

His mind raced.

That gem…was a relic an item that would grant unimaginable powers, but there was a cost. 

His own lifeforce would burn.

And he would become crippled, maybe worse.

But...

If Daniel died...

He could recover.

He could reclaim the essence from that place.

He would survive. 

"Do I have to use this…?" Zar'Kael whispered to himself, staring at the gem.

His hand trembled.

Not from fear.

But the weight of the gamble.

Daniel chuckled, voice mocking, yet flat.

"Still hoping for a shortcut?"

Zar'Kael's glare sharpened.

"No. I'm ending this. Even if it costs me everything."

He raised the gem.

''I'll erase you!'' He declared.