Chapter 398 Fractured Time — The First Fragment of Chronos
The world of Omega trembles in silence.
In the sky torn apart by the Black Sun, something begins to emerge—not through a crack, but through the very fabric of reality itself. The air freezes yet burns, creating a paradoxical atmosphere. The wind ceases to blow, yet shakes the stones, as if nature struggles against the inevitable change. The heartbeat of the world reverses, and time begins to falter, as though everything is trying to resist the chaos that arrives with the last of its strength.
Joanna takes a deep breath.
"He is coming... his fragments."
From the black vortex in the sky, a hand emerges first—composed of the veins of time and the bones of memory. Then, a faceless body surrounded by broken clocks spinning backward slowly takes form.
The First Fragment of Chronos.
It does not speak.
It merely perceives your existence and tears apart reality to draw closer.
Its face changes every second: a crying baby, an old mother who forgets her child's name, a thief of time, a delayed lover... All are memories devoid of context.
"I can't let him fully merge," Joanna said, her eyes blazing with fierce determination. "This is only the first part. However, even a single fragment of Chronos is enough to kill five gods, and we can't take that risk—a foolish act that could destroy everything we hold dear."
Rui stepped forward.