Psychic Overlord

Kaizer stepped forward, psychic pressure rolling off him in thin, almost invisible waves that warped the air. The once-roaring arena had turned still and completely silent except for the low hum of power where Kaizer and Solaris stood off.

"Relax, I didn’t come to cause trouble. I simply came to pass a message." Solaris said with a warm chuckle, spreading his arms as golden embers curled around his fingers.

He turned his gaze toward Kaizer, the smile still stretched across his face, eyes burning like miniature suns. "Terra says hello... and is looking forward to your growth."

The arena tensed again and the words alone chilled the hearts of those who understood.

Kaizer’s eyes sharpened, as his voice become colder than ice. "Don’t speak that name in front of me."

Solaris tilted his head slightly, as if genuinely curious. "Still in denial? Tsk. You should know by now. The Earth itself dreams... and in its dreams, it chose you."

Rina frowned, her body twitching with restrained aggression, but Kaizer raised a hand slightly to hold her back while his stare never left Solaris.

"You’re not welcome here. You and your faction exist to trample over the weak. To twist esper superiority into divine mandate." Kaizer said flatly.

Solaris smiled wider. "Oh, but is that not the future? Look around, Kaizer. How many non-espers can stand next to you without trembling? You think the Supreme Force protects them? They fear you more than they protect them."

Kaizer didn’t flinch. "And you fear me."

Solaris laughed, truly laughed from within the depths of his soul. The sound echoed unnaturally, like sunlight crackling on water.