My Talent's Name Is Generator

Aurora raised her hand slowly, and the lightning that had been flooding the battlefield began to change.

It no longer spread outward and started condensing.

The wild arcs tightened, pulling inward toward a single point in front of her. The energy compressed again and again until it formed a spear. The light it emitted was blinding, and the sound around it crackled like the sky itself was being torn apart.

At the same time, the miniature sphere hovering in front of Knight began to distort.

Its edges blurred.

Space around it bent inward as the rotation intensified, the small sphere collapsing into something far more dangerous. It deepened into a true void—a black hole, dense and absolute, devouring everything around it.

”Ash,” Aurora said calmly.

Ash stepped forward without hesitation. He brought his palms together, then slowly pulled them apart. Between them, a black rune formed no larger than a hand.

Then it grew.

One meter.

Ten.

A hundred.

A thousand.

The rune expanded instantly, its presence heavy, its structure layered with countless inscriptions.

”Seal of Chaos,” Ash muttered.

With a single push, the rune vanished and reappeared above the battlefield.

At that same moment—

”Knight.”

Aurora’s voice came again.

Knight released his control. The black hole shot forward.

The three Eternal Saints reacted instantly.

The one standing at the center erupted with deathmist. From within it, an enormous abomination formed, an unnatural fusion of beasts, layered with claws, wings, and fangs, its entire body dripping corruption. With a roar that shook the void, it surged forward to meet the incoming attack.

The other two moved as well.

Their connection to the Iron and Flame Legion became clear as they summoned their forces. Hundreds of abominations and phantoms materialized behind them, each massive, each radiating intense pressure. The army surged forward as one, a wave of destruction aimed at overwhelming the incoming void.

But they never reached it.

Ash’s rune flashed. The moment it activated, space itself seemed to stutter and time came to a halt in the area.

Everything stopped.

The charging army froze mid-motion, their bodies locked in place as if time itself had been seized and held still.

That was when Knight’s attack truly began.

”Devouring Abyss.”

The black hole expanded rapidly, growing from a small sphere into a massive vortex nearly ten meters wide. Its pull intensified instantly, dragging everything toward it with overwhelming force.

The frozen army shattered. Their bodies tore apart under the pressure, ripped into fragments before being consumed entirely by the void.

Above, Ash’s rune shifted again.

It moved and reappeared directly over the three Eternal Saints.

The Saints reacted immediately, releasing even more deathmist as their domains flared into existence. Dark energy spread around them, forming barriers, resisting the sealing force pressing down from above.

But the rune did not break. It rotated slowly, steadily grinding against their domains, cracking them piece by piece.

Then Knight’s attack reached them. The pull locked onto their bodies, dragging them forward, their forms distorting under the pressure as they struggled to hold their ground.

The battlefield tightened. Everything converged on that single point.

For a moment the struggle intensified. The Saints pushed back with everything they had, their domains resisting, their energy flaring, trying to break free from the combined pressure.

But they were already trapped.

”I think it’s my turn now,” Aurora said softly, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

And then she released the spear.

It tore through the void.

The sound it created was not just thunder, it was something deeper, heavier, like the sky itself announcing the end. The spear moved too fast to track, cutting through space as it surged toward the center of the battlefield.

The three Saints saw it. The incoming attack reflected in their eyes. And at that moment they understood.

Their defenses faltered. The spear reached them and exploded.

BOOM!

The void itself shook under the impact. Light swallowed everything. The combined force of lightning, void, and sealing energy collapsed inward and then erupted outward in a violent wave that tore through the entire space and the rift.

When the light faded nothing remained. The three Eternal Saints were gone. Their presence erased completely. The rift trembled violently, its structure collapsing now that its anchors were destroyed. Cracks spread across its surface as the energy holding it together began to fail.

The system reacted instantly.

Gigantic runes formed above and below the rift, their glow steady and absolute as they aligned perfectly. The space between them tightened, and in a smooth motion, the rift began to close. There was no resistance left, no force remaining to hold it open. Within seconds, it collapsed completely, leaving behind nothing but empty void.

I released the Sovereign Link. The connection faded, and my vision returned to the control chamber on Kaalseris.

For a moment, I didn’t move. My mind lingered on the last thing I had seen. The Eternals and how they had simply given up with a strange kind of acceptance. That was new. I had fought them enough to know how they behaved. They resisted until the very end, clung to every last bit of strength, and never backed down unless they were completely destroyed.

But this....this was different.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, replaying that moment in my head.

’Why?’

The question surfaced on its own. Had they given up on the Blue Spiral entirely?Or Was something else happening behind the scenes that I couldn’t see yet?

The thought didn’t sit well with me. I didn’t like variables I couldn’t account for. A soft notification sound echoed in my mind, breaking the flow of my thoughts.

Merit points.

I didn’t even look at the number. They had been increasing constantly, almost explosively with every rift closed and every action taken. At this point, the exact value didn’t matter.

Not yet.

Because I still didn’t know what they were truly for. Amun had asked me to collect them.

I exhaled lightly and stretched my arms.

”I’d say that retaliation was handled beautifully,” I said.

Azalea turned toward me, her expression still carrying a hint of tension.

”Oh... it’s done?” she asked.

”Yeah,” I replied, nodding. ”The three of them will be back soon.”

I stepped away from the console, already moving.

”So we continue as planned,” I added. ”Same pace. Same targets.”

I glanced at her briefly.

”Let me know if there’s any other kind of response from their side.”

She watched me for a moment before speaking again.

”Don’t you want to rest?” she asked.

I paused for just a fraction of a second, then let out a small laugh.

”Rest?” I said, shaking my head. ”Never heard of that word.”

I gave a light wave as I walked toward the teleportation platform. The runes beneath my feet began to glow.

In the next instant I was gone. Leaving Kaalseris behind, already looking forward to the next target.

And more importantly the next world Vivi would devour.