Creation Of All Things-Chapter 173: Going To The Origin Realm

Joshua had just stepped forward, the portal to the Origin Realm glowing like a slowly spinning galaxy, when a voice cut through the silence.

"What home?"

Everyone turned at once.

Three figures stood at the entrance of the chamber. Their silhouettes framed against the fading light from the outer corridor. Adam, Alfred, and Aria. Back from the Taiyu Realm. A little worn, a little dirty, but very much alive.

Adam was the one who'd spoken. His arms crossed. His tone casual but sharp. That usual mix of sarcasm and suspicion that clung to him like his shadow.

"What do you mean 'home'?" he repeated, walking in slowly. "Someone wanna explain why there's a galactic drainhole opening in the middle of this room?"

Joshua blinked. His jaw twitched slightly, but then he turned, walking straight toward Adam.

"You came at the worst possible time," he muttered.

"Or the best," Alfred shrugged, brushing dust off his sleeves.

"What is this?" Aria asked softly, eyes narrowing at the spinning portal.

Veyrion didn't speak. He just watched, arms still behind his back, like a headmaster letting the students sort themselves out.

Joshua stopped a few feet in front of Adam.

"Okay," he started, rubbing the back of his neck. "This is going to sound insane."

Adam tilted his head. "You're literally standing in a tower made of starlight about to jump into what looks like the inside of a black hole. Go ahead. Shock me."

Joshua exhaled.

"You remember when all this madness started? When we were just figuring out magic? All the weird symbols, the dreams, the time glitches…"

"You mean your trauma arc? Yeah."

"Turns out, there's a reason all that was happening. Turns out, I'm not from here. Not really."

Adam raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Joshua looked at the portal, then back.

"I'm from the Origin Realm."

Adam blinked.

Alfred frowned. Aria took a small step forward.

"The hell is that?" Adam asked.

Joshua pointed at the spinning glyphs.

"It's the place where everything started. Not Earth. Not even the higher planes. Before all that. It's like… the root of existence. The blueprint. The code before the code. And apparently, that's where I'm from. Or at least where who I really am is from."

Adam crossed his arms tighter. "You saying you're some kind of ancient space baby?"

"I'm saying that everything I've been doing here… it's just a sliver. A fraction of what I'm supposed to be. Veyrion told me that the only way to stand against what's coming is to go back there. Reconnect. Regain what I lost."

He paused, then added, "There's something called the Architect of Ruin. A being that's… not like anything we've faced. He's unraveling laws. Devouring creation. And he's coming."

Adam looked at Veyrion now. "This true?"

Veyrion inclined his head. "There is no hyperbole in what he said. The Architect is beyond destruction. He doesn't just break things. He makes them meaningless."

Alfred whistled. "Cheerful."

Aria looked between them. "So you're saying Joshua's the only one who can stop him?"

"No," Joshua replied. "I'm saying I might be able to stop him. But only if I go back. Only if I remember what I really am."

Adam walked around the portal slowly. Like a wolf circling a campfire. "And what are you, exactly?"

Joshua shrugged. "Still figuring that part out."

Aurora stepped forward again. "He is Zaryel. Not just a name. A role. A being born from the Prime Thread. An anchor. A lens. A breaker of loops."

Adam raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like an overcomplicated mess."

"It is," Joshua said. "Believe me."

Veyrion finally walked forward. The floor didn't even creak under him. "You don't have to fully understand him. But you need to understand that if he stays here, he dies. We all do. This realm will not withstand the coming wave. Not without its Origin-born protector."

Adam squinted. "Let me get this straight. This whole time you've been running around dealing with cursed relics, rogue gods, and psycho realm-hopping maniacs… and you're telling me this entire universe is basically a side story?"

Veyrion smiled faintly. "You could say that."

Adam turned back to Joshua.

"And you were gonna leave without telling me?"

Joshua looked down. "I didn't know how to explain it. And I didn't think I'd even agree to go until five minutes ago."

"You don't even know if you can come back, do you?"

Joshua hesitated. "No."

Adam stared at him for a long time. Then he looked at the portal again. The swirl of colors. The layered runes. The echo of deep space singing softly from inside it.

Then, softly, he said, "So you're gonna go be a god again."

"I'm not a god."

"Close enough."

Aria stepped forward now. Her voice was gentler. "And you trust him? This guy who just told you you're something else entirely?"

Joshua nodded. "I don't have much of a choice. But yeah… I do."

She touched his arm. "Then we trust you."

Adam looked away, jaw clenched. Then finally muttered, "You're still an idiot."

Joshua smiled faintly. "I know."

Aurora reached out, her hand glowing faintly. The portal stabilized, the glyphs locking into place. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

"Time is thin," she said. "If you're going, it has to be now."

Joshua looked at them all. Freya. Raphael. Alice. Aurora. The Oracle. Veyrion. Adam. Aria. Alfred.

All of them had stood beside him. And now he was about to leave them behind.

He stepped closer to Adam.

"If I don't come back…"

"Don't finish that sentence," Adam snapped. "Cause I'm coming with you and if this Ruin guy is what you say it is, then if you can't stop him, I can and will do so effortlessly."

Joshua opened his mouth to argue—maybe to tell Adam this wasn't his fight—but Adam just raised a finger.

"Wait here."

Before anyone could ask anything, Adam tapped a glowing sigil on the side of his watch. "Alexandria. Jordan. Kael'Thar. Get to the tower. Now."

There was a pulse. A shimmer in the air.

And fwump.

Three figures blinked into the room like they'd stepped through fog.

"Seriously?" Jordan asked, looking around. "Did I just walk into a season finale?"

"Close enough," Adam said, turning to them. "We're going through that."

Alexandria just cracked her neck. "Finally."

Joshua blinked. "Wait—what—Adam, this isn't—"

"Shut up," Adam said, pointing at him. "You're not the only one with secrets. Let's go."

Then he turned.

His parents—Raphael and Freya—stood quietly near the steps. Not saying anything. Just… watching.

Adam met their eyes.

Didn't say a word.

Just nodded once.

Freya smiled. Small. But warm.

Raphael's hand clenched at his side, like he wanted to speak. But he didn't.

Adam turned back to the portal.

The humming grew louder. The runes started spinning faster. The whole tower thrummed like it was alive.

Veyrion gave one final nod. "It's ready."

Adam stepped forward first. Didn't hesitate. Didn't look back.

Jordan followed with a lazy shrug. "Let's go break something cosmic."

Alexandria gave a small salute to no one in particular, then walked into the light like it was a hallway.

Joshua looked one last time at the others. His friends. His family.

Then he walked into the portal.

The moment he touched it, everything shattered.

Light bent. Time twisted. Stars bled into lines. Sound disappeared. Silence swallowed everything.

Then—

Nothing.

Then—

Boom.

A burst of white.