Suko stood still. He looked at the point where Fyora had been erased, but there was no sense of victory inside him. Power was still flowing through him, yet it had no direction. The system screen flickered, the numbers stopped streaming. For the first time, infinity hesitated.
In that moment, a crack formed in the void. It was thin—but real. Suko lifted his head. This crack did not belong to Fyora. It was something older, something deeper. Not a being that called upon power… but one that observed it.
When Suko took a single step, the crack widened. No voice came from within—only intent. For the first time, even in God Form, Suko felt a threat. He raised his hand, but the system did not respond.
A single line appeared on the screen:
Authorization suspended.
And the void began to collapse.