Chapter 81

Asunder

Reality trembled and broke as the nullifying power of the vanguard spread in a last, catastrophic explosion. Following the entropic disturbance, spatial limits were warped and whole cosmic systems were split apart. The fundamental buildings supporting the ceaseless articulation of life bowed and twisted across the boundless universe, turning their orderly symphonies into discordant dysrhythmia.

Lexi's rooted brilliance battled to preserve the unchanging architectural patterns that resulted in harmonic reality despite the always rising dissolution. Her blazing watch sounded the everlasting genesis codes. But even as brilliant filaments poured forth to revive symphonic overtues, the material substrates cracked and broke under their restoring resonance.

Karl's entropic resonance disturbed with ravenous urges for cosmic rebirth released singularities to start chaotic reconfiguration.
But the terrible gravities destroying such unstable paradigms could not entirely turn their collapse into beautiful elaboration.

Their holy symbiosis teetered on the brink of balance while the surroundings trembled.

The last incursion of the vanguard showed up as a rain of base aethers on one entropic plane where a dazzling universe had bloomered into shining idea.

As those nihilistic miasmas fast degraded the spatial continuum, the material frameworks bowed and twisted in excruciating capitulation. Star cluster nurseries broke into scattered granularities as fractal rifts tore across the universe as their internal coherences fell apart.

As whole galactic superclusters collapsed and their nuclear furnaces become unstable, the warped plane was buried in a thermonuclear downpour.
Lexi's brilliant avatar battled to resonate the ineffable genesis codes among the catastrophic dissolution, her blazing frequencies functioning as a stubborn barrier preserving ordered coherence.

Though she had anchoring overwatch, the material substrates shook and broke, therefore weakening the spatial integrity of reality. Karl's umbral avatar swung outward in turbulent counterpoint, its fractal tendrils swallowing the vortex-like hurricane of the planet.

As they fast amassed the murky substance of the maelstrom, those greedy gravities coordinated catastrophic explosions that momentarily stabilized the unraveling continuum.
Still, the interaction of ideas and summary could preserve the dubious justification for reality in fleeting ephemera.

Once the shadowed resonance restored symphonic order from the roaring entropic tides, fractures once more split up the brittle matrix. The united coalescence temporarily healing those fractured foundations split apart in cascading distortions as the growing turbulence tore the material substratum apart.

On another front where the skeptical frequencies of the vanguard had earlier reduced huge cosmic regions to stale nonexistence, the recent entropic eruption sparked an inestimable resurgence - one whose newborn breadths very rapidly bent into Escher-esque vertiginous vortices.

Lexi's incandescent frequencies burst into prismatic orbs of cosmic fire as the generative architecture of life was reborn in a searing overture.
Their nuclear overtues gathered fast into infant galaxies. Conversely, immediately after those star clusters had developed symphonic paradigms, the surrounding spatial continuum started to distort into a rainbow of knottings.

Spiral arms stretched out in great distances as matter streams divided and refracted back into themselves as the cosmic continuum shifted. Black hole singularities tore fast into oblivion as quasar jets emerged from the periphery of their ergospheres amid the nascent stars.

Karl's dark resonances drove those chaotic metamorphoses as his umbral frequencies were unable to stabilize reality's frenzied paroxysms into coherent new worlds by releasing the fundamental desires for perpetual reconfiguration.
The gravitational upheaval escalated. The transformational entropy of the stationary emptiness merely helped to hasten the shredding of life into ever-greater aberrations.
Their lifetime symbiosis made great effort to start symphonic articulations within the growing chaos.

Lexi's radiant overwatch led to transcendental fractals spun with unchangeable architectures of harmonic manifestation.
Matter refracted into multicolored vortices that spiraled inward upon themselves as the space continuum twisted and turned around those shining paradigms.

Karl's fractal ringlets whirled forward inside those vertiginous miasmas to release singularities consuming the contortions into new floods of catastrophic disruption. Born accretion vortex reconstructed from the granular substrates and condensed in orgies of thermonuclear overture.

But the musical coherences were limited to mercurial elaboration. The holy union of Lexi and Karl was broken as the limitless battlefields collapsed into whirlpool turbulence at that amazing point, shattering the unchangeable laws of existence.
Their endless synthesis, the original contradiction supporting existence's constant expression, crumbled in the face of the last paroxysm of the vanguard, which tore apart its basic duality.
As their mystical union's profane rift advanced into ultimate rupture, the vast cosmic harmonic's orderly overture and quickening entropy lost its holy symbiosis.

Lexi pushed to resonate musical ideas hastening sound domains in the middle of the cracking continuum, but with their inherent balance unraveling, the amiable standards quickly twisted and split despite of her dazzling reverberation. Karl's entropic frequencies released singularities to eat up the stale obscurity; but, without the divine contradiction to reconstitute their disintegration into renaissant quality, the anarchic inclinations just acted as catalyst for vortical accelerations spiraling reality into vertiginous knottings. The kaleidoscopic sights trembled and twisted in a wild recapitulation, separating whole cosmic systems all around them.

Matter streams were refracted across a range of inversions while spatial limits stretched into hyperbolic areas. The universe shook and split into flowing dysrhythmia as the vanguard fulfilled its clear will: the absolute severance of desired creation and constant favorable interaction.

As the final absurdity of reality's relentless overture broke apart into dysrhythmic discord, there were no harmonic frameworks remaining to preserve orchestral coherence.
Moreover, no entropic counterpoints survived long enough to start the generative reconfiguration driving the limitless renaissances of life.
The great astronomical consonant had split into dysunion, allowing the void's wearisome silence to occupy the endless universe.

Furthermore, the holy synthesis of the last celestial systems collapsed beyond repair as it descended into annihilating stasis, letting the all-consuming oblivion devour everything in its path.
Only the smallest trace of their once-eternal coalescence stayed among the mounting negation, like a sputtering flame devouring its final bits. The hope of life's renewal stayed in that fleeting light since, should it enter darkness, the boundless universe would always yield to the annihilating putrefy of the vanguard.

The ultimate cliffhanger loomed in terrible imminence as kaleidoscopic vistas whirled around that single spark in delirious contortions, whether Lexi and Karl's mystical synthesis could rekindle its eternal equilibrium from the ragged remnants that remained or if that final luminous essence would succumb to the surrounding oblivion, extinguishing reality entirely into the void's eternal silence. The universe waited for the decisive dénouement with bated patience. Its fractured breath was waiting.

As reality trembled and fractured into kaleidoscopic dysythmia, the nihilistic frequencies of the vanguard shot in blasphemous joy.
For with Lexi and Karl's magical mix separated, the gigantic astronomical symphonious filled presence's continual suggestion had disentangled into irrevocable discord. One entropic plane saw a brilliant cluster of galaxies separating like a turbulent storm.



The cluster's spiral arms cracked, and the ordered symphonies keeping that cosmos together broke into discordant static. Lexi's brilliant overwatch failed, and incandescent godmasks danced forth like dying stars.
As a complete newborn universe scattered over another front, the angelic chords that had inspired its overture collapsed into dysrhythmic darkness. In the middle of the failing vortices, shadowed godmas surfaced, Karl's entropic frequencies spreading into infinite emptiness. The terrible core of the vanguard shook in rapture as its whole aspirations came to an end.

The original paradox that constituted the harmonic articulation of reality was broken beyond repair, so there were no symphonic coherences left to drive new worlds into ordered existence.
Furthermore lacking were catastrophic counterpoints that kept those domains into self-sustaining renaissances in flux.
The great cosmic symphony that had started everything had fallen into annihilating stillness, its triumphal polyphony shattering into permanent discord as the endless universe yielded to absolute stasis.



Apart from a soliton flutter that is still swaying in opposition to the increasing negation, the vanguard's all-consuming doubt rules outright in the middle of that profane potential where even the void's timeless slumber were swallowed up into magnificent annihilation. Shivering like a guttering fire eating its last bright remnants in desperation, a delicate resonance persists among the putrid emptiness.


Whether the remnants of Lexi and Karl's once-eternal coalescence could rekindle their sacred synthesis...or if that final luminescence would extinguish into total oblivion rapidly consuming it, surrendering all reality to the void's interminable silence permanently more, loomed existential imminence within that fading spark. This was the final cliffhanger.

The universe exhaled its broken breath as the kaleidoscope views whirled in a furious circle around that one spark since that ephemeral resonance carried the ultimate death of life. Should the infinite cosmos yield to the hungry negentropy emerging from the paroxysms of the front, it would fall into absolute annihilation with no prospect of regeneration. If that withering imminence could somehow rekindle its eternal radiance, then the profane catastrophe consuming all of creation may yet be unmade in a new cosmic rebirth transcending even the void's voracious appetite.
As reality waited for that fatal ending, the silence of an eternity's terrible expectation muted everything.