He wasn't just standing in some random world. He was in his own world — a space entirely separate from the outer world, a world made of his own sea of consciousness.
And even within that world, he had created an entire universe, one formed by the eternal clash of his creation energy and death energy.
To find anything that even stood in front of his will was already a stretch. But to find this — something capable of disturbing his core? Impossible.
And not out there… not in some other world… but here, inside my own domain?
It was too much.
Too overwhelming.
So overwhelming that Julian instinctively stopped his thoughts — not because he didn't want to know…but because he couldn't afford to.
There was only one explanation.
And Julian was afraid to accept it.
Did the Supreme Being of Death… infiltrate here?
Another chill crept down his spine, colder than anything he had ever faced before.
He shook his head sharply, forcing the thought away.
