SSS-Rank Awakening: My Talent Multiplies Everything novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Shattered Identity.

Immediately, an immense pressure descended upon the throne room.

Kael’s expression changed instantly as he felt the weight settle onto him.

It wasn’t the kind of pressure created by a powerful aura, nor was it the simple burden of carrying something heavy. This weight spread across every part of his existence. It pressed against his body, his mind, his soul, and even something deeper that he couldn’t properly describe. It felt violent and unnatural, as though reality itself was attempting to measure his worth.

His knees trembled slightly.

The pressure was unbearable.

Yet Kael gritted his teeth and forced himself to remain standing. He understood instinctively that this wasn’t a contest of strength or power. This was a judgment. A comparison between two existences. The first to buckle beneath their own weight would lose.

Across from him, Varek’Voran was suffering the same fate.

The weakened Quasi-Transcendent’s massive shadow-covered body shook violently. Countless tendrils writhed around him like disturbed serpents as he struggled against the pressure. For perhaps the first time since their battle began, genuine strain appeared on his face.

Then suddenly he roared.

The entire throne room shook.

"Stupid mortal! What do you think you’re doing?! Do you know who I am?!"

His voice boomed throughout the chamber.

"I am the great..."

The words stopped.

Varek blinked.

For a brief moment confusion flashed across his face.

"I am the great..."

Again he stopped.

This time the confusion deepened.

His shadow tendrils slowed.

The arrogance in his voice weakened.

His skeletal fingers slowly rose toward his skull.

"I..."

His glowing eyes flickered uncertainly.

"I am..."

The confidence was gone now.

Only confusion remained.

Then finally he muttered.

"Wait..."

His voice sounded smaller.

Fragile.

Almost afraid.

"Who am I?"

The moment those words left his mouth, Kael felt something change.

The pressure weighing him down lessened slightly.

Not enough to disappear, but enough for him to notice.

At the same time, the figure representing Varek’s Cosmic Weight on the scales trembled violently.

Cracks appeared. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Thin fissures spread across its body like fractures in glass. One became ten. Ten became hundreds. Within moments, the entire figure was covered in countless cracks while some unseen force desperately struggled to keep it together.

Meanwhile, Varek seemed completely unaware of what was happening.

His confusion rapidly transformed into panic.

"I had a name..."

His hands gripped his skull.

"I know I had a name."

The shadows around him began fracturing.

Large portions peeled away, revealing his true skeletal form underneath.

The sight sent chills through Kael.

Varek’s body was a ruin.

His skeleton was covered in cracks from head to toe. Entire sections appeared broken apart and only remained connected because shadows were holding them together.

Then Varek screamed.

Not in anger.

Not in battle fury.

But in despair.

He grabbed one of his ribs and tore it free.

Then another.

His fingers clawed desperately at his own body as though searching for something hidden beneath the bones.

"WHO AM I?!"

The scream echoed throughout the throne room.

"I REMEMBER POWER!"

Another bone snapped free.

"I REMEMBER GREATNESS!"

His hands dug deeper.

"I REMEMBER STANDING ABOVE COUNTLESS BEINGS!"

His voice cracked.

"But why?"

His movements slowed.

"Why was I there?"

The madness in his eyes intensified.

"What was I trying to become?"

He froze.

Then a hollow laugh escaped him.

The sound was painful to hear.

Broken.

Hopeless.

"I don’t remember."

His laughter became louder.

"I don’t remember."

The words repeated again and again.

"I don’t remember..."

Kael remained silent.

For the first time since meeting Varek, he felt a strange sense of pity.

This wasn’t ordinary memory loss.

Varek hadn’t forgotten a few years of his life.

He had forgotten himself.

Everything that made him who he was had vanished. His goals. His dreams. His identity. His purpose. They were all gone. All that remained was a hollow shell desperately searching through the ruins of its own existence.

And because of that, the scales continued to tilt.

Slowly.

Steadily.

Inevitably.

A being who no longer understood himself could not stand firmly in a judgment of worth.

The cracks covering Varek’s Cosmic Weight continued spreading.

Kael felt the pressure on his own body lessen further.

Then finally, the scales reached their limit.

A golden radiance erupted throughout the throne room.

The Judgment was complete.

The scales had chosen.

Kael had won.

A profound feeling washed over him as he instinctively understood the result. Whatever metric this judgment used, whether it was Cosmic Weight or something even more profound, Varek had been placed beneath him.

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