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Chapter V – “The War of Creation”


The Plan That Should Never Exist


After the Event Horizon Collapse, eight universes remained barely.

Stars flickered like dying neurons. Gravity wavered. Reality itself felt tired.


The Harrowguard had lost most of their strength. Worlds lay cracked and airless, skies folded inward like closing eyes.

Then, in the silence after extinction, came an impossible idea.


If the Creators could rewrite existence… maybe creation itself could answer back.


The War Protocol


Dr. Liora Venth, a xenophysical architect once enslaved by the Creators, made the discovery.

Their world eaters weren’t just weapons they were interfaces.

She proposed The War Protocol: hijack the collapse energy to write new laws into the void.


“If they erase creation,” she said,

“then creation will rewrite itself through the erasure.”


It was blasphemy on a cosmic scale.

But there were no gods left to punish blasphemy.


Division


The survivors split.

The Order of Lightlessness saw her plan as heresy humans playing gods against gods.

They called for surrender.


The Harrowguard Remnants saw reclamation.

Commander Serin Vahl’s crew encoded his final words into a new broadcast:


“We do not seek their throne.

We seek our own reflection.”


Thus began The War of Creation, not between species, but between two philosophies:

those who would submit to erasure, and those who would become the next authors.


Writing with Noise


Conventional war was useless. Energy weapons failed, engines froze, time fractured.

Only frequency still worked.


The Harrowguard turned every transmitter and sonic cannon into an instrument.

Battles were fought through sound pulses, distortion, harmonic resonance.


The Harrowlight Anthem evolved again, each layer carrying coded instructions for the Protocol.

Every bass hit restructured molecules.

Every chorus pulse rewrote matter itself.

They called it Writing with Noise.


Axis Void


The first great confrontation erupted at Axis Void, where the eight universes overlapped like broken mirrors.

The Harrowguard launched a synchronized sound offensive, a choir of ships broadcasting creation itself.


Constellations shimmered. Stars blinked like cursors. Reality glitched, rewriting mid existence.

From the ground, survivors said it was “music so loud it rearranged the sky.”

From orbit, it looked like a universe reborn from its ashes.


For the first time, the Creators hesitated. Their vast forms flickered programs uncertain of their own code.


The Turning Point


Then the orphaned girl, now The Voice of the Veil, broke through every frequency:


“We were your art.

Now we are the artists.

The War of Creation begins here.”


Civilizations across every surviving world joined in perfect rhythm.

Not armies, symphonies.

A war composed through destruction, fought note by note.


The fallen universes didn’t vanish this time.

They became mirrors rebuilt echoes of themselves.

Creation had learned to fight through sound.


Aftermath


When it ended, the Creators withdrew, not defeated, but wary.

Their creations had evolved beyond design.


Three more universes were lost, but five remained rewritten, human made, alive under new laws.

Billions were gone, yet the survivors had achieved the unthinkable:

they met their makers in war and refused annihilation through art.



The War of Creation

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