Chapter 48: Mal’Thar’s March, The Flame of War

🏛️ World Capital of Magic: Vaelrhûn
Vaelrhûn stood atop a floating plateau, surrounded by rivers of air and ancient pillars of light — the holiest and oldest place in the history of magic.
Here, the world’s leaders gathered. The high elves of Seranai Forest, the human High Magi, the feline monarchs from the Eastern lands, and the sky-watchers of the dragon race.
But the discussions were tense. Some factions questioned the Void Heir's leadership. Some said Angeline was too dangerous, too young, too... emotional.
> "The Void Heir must be controlled, not worshiped.""We don’t want another destructive force like Mal’Thar — only in a different form."



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💥 Sky Torn, Terror Begins
Without warning, the sky over Vaelrhûn split open.
Not a usual rift — but a stable dimensional fracture. From it came obsidian pillars crashing into the city, followed by high-class Voidspawn — including The Boundless, a human-shaped Void entity that mimicked legendary figures of magic.
> “This is not an invasion. This is erasure.”


One by one, Vaelrhûn’s magical defenders fell. The protective rites failed. The central magic pillar began to crack — and with it, the world’s magic core would collapse if left unchecked.

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⚔️ A War Unprepared
The world’s leaders were forced to fight — unready.
The dragons descended in human form, but were too slow. The elves raised the shield of the world roots, but the Void ate away at it from within. Human magic spiraled out of control under distortion fields.
> “Your unity is a lie... and so this destruction is real.”



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🖤 The Arrival of Mal’Thar
At last, he descended.
Mal’Thar, the Dimensional Grief.His body resembled a shadow pierced with the eyes of dead stars, and every step killed magic around him.
> "Void Heir... hide yourself. I will reshape this world without asking you.""But if you appear… then it becomes a war between the Heir and the Eraser."


He threw a single attack. Just one — and half the city vanished. Not exploded. Vanished from existence.

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💫 Angeline Arrives
From the sky, a burst of Voidstep light appeared.
Angeline stood above the swirl of black and white magic. Her eyes glowed violet-blue — her Voidstep now fused with the relic Lyssia. She stepped forward in silence, freezing the battlefield for a heartbeat.
> “I did not come as the Void Heir. But as someone who still loves this world.”


> “You were one of us, Mal’Thar. You once had a name, a home, feelings. But you threw them all away for the void.”



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💥 A Brief, But Lasting Duel
Angeline struck. Voidstep clashed with Distortion.
But Mal’Thar was too strong. He blocked every attack with one hand — and said:
> “You are still not enough. But… interesting. Perhaps… I will delay the end, just to watch you grow stronger.”


He vanished. But the damage was done.
Vaelrhûn lay in ruins. The magic alliance lost its confidence. The world now knew — the Void could not be avoided. Only resisted, together.

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🔔 Chapter End
Angeline stood amidst the rubble.
The surviving leaders stood behind her. There were no more protests. Only one voice — from the old High Magus:
> “You are our leader now. Whatever you are… we follow.”