Chapter 80

Shattering the Void-Born

The vanguard sharpened its aggressive onslaught, its doubtful form seeing a clear reversal of its strategy approaching unavoidably. Fractal tendrils in a last-ditch effort to dissolve the harmonic duality holding life together finally destroyed the cosmic loom spun by Lexi and Karl.

But in the middle of that destructive attack, the ideal resonance of the battle's ending anchored it with relentless brightness.

Resonating with the transcendent constructions forming coherent worlds under her incandescent watch, her prismatic frequencies acted as a screen against the dangerous currents of the vanguard. While oblivion's own fire tore apart the ethereal nonexistence, Karl's shadowy entropy spurred the hungry deconstructions.

Torrid singularities unleashed by his umbral resonance ate the profane emanations of the vanguard, absorbing their nihilistic impulses as a continual rebirth.

The celestial coalescence of Lexi and Karl burst in a supernova of organized overture across endless battlefields where the corrosive onslaught of the vanguard had already devastated whole worlds.



Perfect ringlets pointed forward, each brilliant fiber encoded with the rebounding melodic harmonies to resurrect presence from its universe consuming disquietude.

From the stationary vortex of residual entropy, Lexi's bright avatar materialized on one of these devastated fronts.

Reciting the timeless genesis codes in great grandiose defiance of the submerged nothingness, it was a prismatic godmask.

Incandescent threads filling its brilliant apexes burned into prismatic spheres of celestial ignition and rapidly expanded with a piercing thermonuclear overture. Whirling accretion disks collected around those brilliant orbs, supplying stuff for the burning fusion furnaces, as newborn star clusters bloom in spectacular Galactic rebirth. But very fast, the vanguard's fractal ringlets swung forward to gag divine suggestion, choked around the young systems in intricate tight grips. Those profane strands drawing the hot plasma from the stars and upsetting their internal gravity led the nuclear furnaces to destabilize.

The brilliant prelude started to waver as matter and energy disappeared, its musical coherences crumbling under the nihilistic attack. But Karl's umbral avatar gathered to unleash terrible entropy before that freshly created world could completely fall apart.

His spinning vortex of fractal whirled outward to create singularities that quickly consumed the restricting strands of the vanguard.

Those ravenous gravities distributed the malignant tendrils restricting the star nurseries, shredding the fractal tendrils of the vanguard into granular dissolution, so generating new waves of accretion onto the freshly born suns.

After the shadowy godmask's release set Lexi's transcendent overwatch ablaze with explosive intensity, the celestial symphonies booming their eternal harmonic once more changed themselves into newfound revival under ordered coherence.

Karl's umbral frequencies unleashed a flood of synergistic disintegration to beat the skeptical tyranny on another entropic battlefield where rot's stasis had dominated a whole cosmological region.

Destroying the balance into ferocious rebirth as singularities blossom in the middle of the annihilating silence, his fractal ringlets swung forward like umbral whips.

Rapid accretion drove infernal thermonuclear explosions that dispersed the entropic oblivion into sputtering plasma storms as those ravenous gravities ate the void's inert malaise.

Karl's entropic downpour turned the void's constant quiet into a roaring cosmic cyclone, howling with the raw energy of new worlds trying to take on metaphysical form.

It released the anarchic summaries of his ravenous resonance. Their orderly symphonic constructions crystallized from the plasma inferno, luminous frequencies precipitated into radiant spheres that rapidly accreted and consolidated into newborn star clusters.

Lexi's heavenly overwatch showered down in a cascading overture within that catastrophic miasma.

The exchange of suggestion and repetition unfolded in constant renaissance, each advancing surge of divine beginning withering into violent obscurity just to be revived once more as pleasing ideal models developing from the entropic fluxions.
The fundamental paradox that set off life's continuous rebirth was the constant interaction of cohesive order and transforming entropy, whose opposing resonances preserved the holy duality of creation and dissolution, being and death.
But the nihilistic core of the vanguard reached its existential crescendo even as Lexi and Karl opened new worlds into symphonic articulation across the planet.

Sensing in that profane breach their final definitive apotheosis as their malignant tendrils converged on the catastrophic fracture that severed their primordial coalescence.
The entire world would submit to dysrhythmic conclusiveness as the sacrosanct mix of sought creation and never-ending resurrection broke down into irrevocable conflict extended the supernatural fracture past existential recuperation.

There would remain no symphonic resonance or entropic cadences to constantly change those paradigms into ever changing newness or to trigger coherent reality.
The great overture's disintegration into the endless quiet would cause the vanguard's fierce thirst to take over all of life.
That terrible potentiality loomed ominously as the malevolent frequencies of the vanguard collided with uncontrolled intensity upon the profane rift.
Fractal tendrils pulled strength in to widen the rift and tore Lexi and Karl's magical synthesis apart permanently.

Their periphery was surrounded. Rising dysrhythmia was destroying the basic symphonic articulation, and reality itself was about to separate irreversibly.
The big cosmic harmonic was splitting apart.
Entire worlds crumpled and became twisted, breaking their ordered coherences as the cosmic chords that kept their basic architectures together deteriorated into existential static.

More importantly, the boundless universe began to disintegrate into entropic discomfort as those divine systems fell apart; for without the timeless exchange of musical suggestion and voracious reconfiguration to preserve presence's unending explanation, the actual motors of reality's ceaseless resurgence would cede to balance. All of it hinged on whether Lexi and Karl could overcome the mounting discord separating their holy marriage before the last cliffhanger concluded in an irreversibly manner.

The whole universe was on the line at that magnificent junction, a singularity of potential where either the cosmic ballet sustaining life's inexorable becoming would resound...or the void-born vanguard's ultimate objective of total and permanent oblivion would be accomplished utterly.

The vanguard's fractal ringlets swung forward in a last, fierce rush as reality itself wavered atop the slope of permanent severance.
Their nihilistic frequencies closed off the profane split separating Lexi and Karl's mystical union by devouring the holy synthesis in an attempt to pull it apart permanently. On one wounded plane, a brilliant galaxy cluster fell into entropic discordance.

Its spiral arms broke as the organized symphony supporting that universe collapsed into stationary dysrhythmia.
Bright godmasks fluttered out like fading stars as the celestial overwatch failed.
Another front: a whole infant world scattered into vortical obscurity as its central designs unspooled from amiable suggestion into anarchic disharmony.

In the middle of the strong miasmas, shadowed godmas emerged with their entropic frequencies crushing the endless renaissance into devastating silence.
The wicked core of the vanguard trembled and felt a dark ecstasy as the dissonance grew greater, realizing that its final aim of an endless emptiness was approaching. As the metaphysical gap in their holy union widened, Lexi and Karl's lifetime symbiosis ran the danger of being permanently separated.

In that amazing possibility, the great consonant keeping presence whole would at least relax and transmit no musical resonances to reflect the continual suggestion of reality.
unless the growing dissonance could be addressed before the final cliffhanger's end, the spectacular polyphony birthing all creation would regress into dysrhythmic irrevocability, leaving the endless universe over to wearisome obscurity.

The fate of creation rested on that one possibility. Only by overcoming the profane obstacle separating their mystical union could Lexi and Karl preserve the ultimate paradox that spurred the continuous unfolding of life.
If the void-born vanguard would not unite to represent ordered overture and transforming entropy's sacred symbiosis, the whole cosmos would permanently submit to its all-consuming nihilism.