Chapter 34 – The Void Monarch Awakens

The battlefield shifted.

The abyssal mist, once suffocating, now bent under Ren’s presence. The very air trembled.

For the first time, the Void wasn’t resisting him. It was obeying.

Veyron’s stance stiffened. “This… is not possible.”

The Abyssforged warriors hesitated, sensing the change. Their instincts screamed at them to retreat—but they were trained killers. They would not run.

Ren lifted his hand.

The darkness around him coiled like living tendrils, responding to his will.

A deep pulse resonated from his core—his very existence shifting.

Then—

BOOM.

The ground beneath him cracked apart as a shockwave of Void energy exploded outward. The abyssal mist was ripped away, revealing the battlefield in stark clarity.

Sylas shielded their eyes. “What the hell did you just—?”

Ren exhaled.

For the first time in seven years, he felt whole.

This wasn’t just power stolen from Nyx.

This was his.

Veyron’s masked gaze darkened. “I see. You are no longer just an heir of the Abyss.”

Ren rolled his shoulders, testing his newfound control.

A smirk tugged at his lips. “That’s right.”

His fingers curled. The Void shuddered.

“I am its Monarch.”

The title wasn’t just a name. It was an undeniable fact. The Abyss recognized him now—not as prey, but as its rightful ruler.

Veyron took a cautious step back. For the first time, fear flickered in his gaze.

Ren didn’t waste another second.

He vanished.

Not teleported—erased from perception.

Veyron’s eyes widened. He barely had time to raise his weapon before—

SLASH!

A crimson arc ripped through his chestplate, sending him skidding backward.

He coughed, staggering to his feet. “Impossible—”

Ren’s voice echoed from the darkness.

“You’re too slow.”

Veyron turned, swinging his blade—but struck nothing.

Another slash carved into his side.

The Abyssforged warriors, once confident, faltered.

Sylas watched, stunned. Ren wasn’t just fighting. He was dominating.

Then—Ren appeared right before Veyron, hand raised.

The air collapsed inward.

The shadows beneath them quivered, warped—then devoured.

Ren’s voice was calm, but absolute.

“Kneel.”

And for the first time—Veyron did.