The Being Who Existed Before the Omniverse

The Empty Void trembled.

Not because of war.

Not because of destruction.

Not because existence itself was collapsing.

The Empty Void trembled because Astraith had reached her limit.

Golden energy erupted from her body.

Not as an attack.

Not as a technique.

But as pure emotion.

Fear.

Frustration.

Love.

Worry.

Jealousy.

Every feeling she had hidden for years surged outward.

The endless emptiness shook.

Countless Origin Threads vibrated violently.

Reality Weaves twisted.

Void Horizons folded inward.

Across higher layers of existence, Genesis Echoes rippled endlessly.

The Existence Lattice groaned beneath the pressure.

Yet Astraith did not care.

Her golden eyes remained fixed on a single figure.

Vlox.

The creator of the Omniverse stood calmly before her.

Expression relaxed.

As though nothing unusual was happening.

As though the strongest dragon in existence wasn’t currently shaking higher reality through sheer emotion.

For several moments-

Neither moved.

Neither spoke.

Then Astraith pointed directly at him.

"Stop smiling."

Vlox blinked.

"I am not smiling."

"You are."

"A little."

"THAT COUNTS!"

BOOOOOOOOM!

The Empty Void exploded.

The dragon vanished.

Not through speed.

Not through teleportation.

The concept of distance simply lost meaning.

One moment she stood before him.

The next-

Her fist had already reached him.

CRAAAAAASH!

Vlox raised one hand.

The collision occurred.

The Empty Void screamed.

A shockwave erupted outward.

Chronofractures spread through distant timelines.

Worldscars appeared across Reality Weaves.

Entire structures of existence trembled.

Genesis Echoes rippled through the Void Horizons.

Yet despite all that-

Neither moved.

The dragon pushed harder.

Golden flames erupted around her.

Vlox sighed.

"You know this isn’t helping."

"It is helping."

"How?"

"I feel better."

"...Fair."

Astraith immediately became more annoyed.

"Stop agreeing with me!"

The pressure increased.

BOOOOOOOOM!

The Existence Lattice bent.

Reality Weaves shook.

Origin Threads scattered in every direction.

The dragon attacked again.

Then again.

Then again.

Punches.

Kicks.

Claws.

Golden flames.

Countless attacks erupted across the Empty Void.

Each carried enough force to devastate endless realities.

Each impact generated new Chronofractures.

Each clash produced Genesis Echoes powerful enough to shake higher existence.

Yet Vlox blocked every attack effortlessly.

The dragon’s eye twitched.

She hated that.

Very much.

"Astraith."

"No."

"Astraith."

"No."

"Astraith."

"No."

Vlox rubbed his forehead.

Again.

The dragon pointed accusingly.

"You’re doing it again."

"Doing what?"

"Being calm."

"I am calm."

"Exactly."

The creator of the Omniverse remained silent.

For several moments-

He genuinely tried to understand her logic.

Unfortunately-

He failed.

Again.

The dragon inhaled deeply.

Golden energy intensified.

The Empty Void darkened.

Not because light disappeared.

But because her aura became overwhelmingly bright.

Countless draconic symbols appeared around her.

Ancient runes.

Primordial marks.

Fragments of power older than universes.

The symbols rotated endlessly.

A storm of golden light erupted around her body.

Vlox finally raised an eyebrow.

Now that was interesting.

"Astraith."

"No."

"You are overdoing it."

"No."

"You definitely are."

"No."

BOOOOOOOOM!

The dragon vanished again.

This time-

The Empty Void shattered.

Not physically.

Conceptually.

The structure separating countless higher layers fractured.

Reality Weaves twisted together.

Void Horizons collided.

Entire chains of Origin Threads became tangled.

Astraith’s fist struck.

CRAAAAAASH!

The impact generated a massive Genesis Echo.

The shockwave spread endlessly.

Worldscars formed throughout the Existence Lattice.

Chronofractures multiplied.

The Empty Void shook continuously.

For the first time-

Vlox took a step backward.

The dragon froze.

Silence.

The Empty Void became still.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Astraith blinked.

Then blinked again.

"You moved."

Vlox glanced downward.

Then back at her.

"I did."

The dragon stared.

The creator of the Omniverse had moved.

One step.

A single step.

Yet that alone felt like a tremendous achievement.

A grin slowly appeared on Astraith’s face.

Then another.

Then another.

The dragon looked unbelievably pleased with herself.

"I made you move."

"You did."

"I actually made you move."

"You did."

The grin widened.

The dragon immediately became far more energetic.

Vlox suddenly regretted answering honestly.

"Astraith."

The dragon cracked her knuckles.

"No."

Vlox sighed.

The battle resumed instantly.

BOOOOOOOOM!

The Empty Void exploded.

Golden energy surged endlessly.

Astraith attacked from every direction simultaneously.

Not through speed.

Not through duplication.

The dragon was forcing multiple possibilities to overlap.

Countless versions of herself attacked together.

A technique capable of disrupting Chronostreams themselves.

Every strike landed simultaneously.

Every attack carried devastating force.

The Empty Void became flooded with golden light.

Vlox finally moved his hand.

The dragon’s eyes widened.

Then narrowed.

Then widened again.

"You used two hands."

"..."

"You used two hands."

"..."

"AHAHAHA!"

The dragon immediately started laughing.

Vlox stared.

The dragon was genuinely celebrating.

As though she had just achieved something historic.

Which, from her perspective-

She had.

The strongest being in existence was now using two hands.

Progress.

The dragon’s confidence exploded.

Golden flames erupted across infinity.

Reality Weaves shook.

Void Horizons trembled.

The Existence Lattice groaned.

Astraith attacked again.

And again.

And again.

The Empty Void became a battlefield beyond imagination.

Every collision generated Genesis Echoes.

Every shockwave created Worldscars.

Chronofractures spread through countless timelines.

Origin Threads snapped and regenerated repeatedly.

Higher existence trembled continuously.

Yet despite the terrifying scale-

The battle remained strangely personal.

Because Astraith wasn’t trying to win.

Not really.

She wasn’t fighting for dominance.

She wasn’t fighting for power.

She wasn’t even fighting because she was angry.

Not anymore.

The dragon was fighting because she was afraid.

Afraid of losing him.

Afraid of watching him leave again.

Afraid of waiting.

Afraid of uncertainty.

And Vlox knew it.

Which was why he never counterattacked.

Never once.

He only defended.

The realization eventually reached Astraith.

The dragon stopped.

Silence returned.

Golden energy slowly faded.

The Empty Void remained scarred by their battle.

Worldscars stretched across Reality Weaves.

Genesis Echoes still lingered throughout existence.

Chronofractures slowly repaired themselves.

Yet neither paid attention.

Astraith stared at Vlox.

Then lowered her gaze.

"You aren’t fighting back."

Vlox remained silent.

The dragon clenched her fists.

"Why?"

The creator of the Omniverse looked at her.

His expression was calm.

Gentle.

Honest.

"Because I’m not fighting you."

Silence.

The Empty Void became still.

The dragon froze.

For several moments-

She couldn’t speak.

Then Vlox continued.

"I know why you’re angry."

The dragon lowered her head.

"And I know why you’re scared."

Silence.

"I would be worried too."

The words struck harder than any attack.

Harder than any battle.

Harder than any power.

Because they were sincere.

Astraith looked away.

Unable to meet his eyes.

The dragon suddenly felt embarrassed.

More embarrassed than during the fight.

Much more embarrassed.

The Empty Void remained quiet.

Then Vlox took a step forward.

Another.

Another.

Until he stood directly before her.

"Astraith."

The dragon refused to look up.

"Astraith."

"No."

A faint smile appeared on Vlox’s face.

"Astraith."

"No."

"Astraith."

"No."

The dragon’s cheeks turned slightly red.

Vlox finally laughed.

A very small laugh.

A very dangerous laugh.

Astraith immediately looked up.

The Empty Void trembled.

Golden energy surged.

Reality Weaves shook.

Void Horizons folded.

The Existence Lattice groaned.

"VLOX!"

And somewhere across higher existence-

Countless ancient beings felt the disturbance.

Then immediately ignored it.

Because by now-

Everyone knew exactly what was happening.

The Battle Beyond Existence continued.

And somehow-

It was still just an argument between a dragon and her husband.

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