Memory of Heaven:Romance Written By Fate Through Beyond Infinity Time-Chapter 396 Judgment for the Black Sun Causer

Below the Black Sun, hovering like an open wound in reality, the air of Omega hardened into an undefined field—where sound became an echo, and light transformed into needles. Joanna stood tall, time swirling around her, ready to confront the nameless creatures birthed from the hatred of the past. With each heartbeat, she felt the vibrations of ancient magic, a power flowing from the sky as if the world awaited her command.

Yet just as her first step was about to begin, the world itself decided that she was no longer worthy of a chance. In the suffocating silence, she could hear the rasping breaths of dark creatures lurking in the shadows, instilling a creeping fear along her bones.

The sky split.

The crimson lightning split the sky. Iron-clad clouds swirled in a colossal spiral formation. Then, one by one, the gods who transcended history descended to the world of Omega, radiating an aura of power that shook the soul and created an inescapable presence. With each step they took, they left traces of emptiness, as if burdened by an unforgiving history.

Odin, with one eye remaining, donned a dark gray cloak, and his Gungnir spear shimmered with starlight, signaling a power capable of altering fate. In his gaze, Joanna felt the sorrow and wisdom of thousands of years of struggle, yet also the deep-rooted disappointment of a once-mighty king.

Thor, with hair like flames and his hammer Mjölnir, wore a face filled with wrath, as if each bolt of lightning he summoned signified the wrath of nature longing to be quelled. His voice thundered like a storm, resonating within Joanna's soul, threatening to shake her convictions.

Zeus, king of the sky gods, wielded an unquenchable golden lightning bolt. The glint of his lightning cast terrifying shadows across the faces of the spectators, revealing that there was no refuge from such divine power. Joanna realized that the courage flowing within her might not suffice against the fury of these deities.

Poseidon, wielding his trident and shrouded in swirling currents, stepped forward, causing the tide to surge and destabilizing the very fabric of the realm around him. The sound of rushing water seemed to beckon Joanna to surrender, urging her to let herself drown in the endless sea.

Hades, cloaked in the mist of death, had eyes aflame with a violet glow adorned with glyphs of the underworld. His presence tore through the atmosphere, igniting a longing to retreat to safety—yet Joanna understood that it was merely an illusion. Within that void, she sensed the haunting call of souls envious of her promises to the world.

Rui stood frozen. "Why are they... here?" Her fear echoed in the emptiness between them, a trembling voice reflecting the anxiety in her heart as it ventured into the darkness.

Joanna grasped the weight of time in her hands. She already knew the answer even before the gods spoke. Yet, before their voices broke the silence, she fought against the onslaught of thoughts clinging to her mind, realizing that she was a flame chased by a storm—a battle between hope and despair. Each passing second felt like torment, as though the world placed its hopes upon her, which instead bore a curse.

Zeus took the first step, his voice reverberating through the ground. An unimaginable aura of power enveloped him, as if the world were bowing under the weight of his existence.

"Joanna, the cause of the Black Sun. A violator of the timeline. The heir to Chronos' curse."

Every word spoken by Zeus struck like lightning, instilling a creeping fear in Joanna's heart. Memories of Jeanne slipped in, biting at the sadness within her soul. For Joanna, this was more than just a shadow looming over her; it was an ultimatum between love and loss, one that tested the strength of her faith in something that had vanished.

Hades added, "You are no longer human. You are a harbinger of the breach. And the breach grants no mercy. It must be closed."

Hades' voice came from the depths, resonant and chilling. With each word, Joanna felt herself being drawn into the threatening darkness, clear in her eyes was the realization that her existence only added to the void in this world.

Odin spoke last, his voice like thunder carrying the weight of ages.

"The Omega world is on the verge of destruction. We, the Old Guardians of Reality, have agreed. You must be eradicated—not just your body but also your trace through time."

In this moment of immense pressure, Joanna's spirit writhed. She felt the magic flowing from her body, the only bridge between hope and destruction. She knew there was a way to channel this power, but it would mean sacrificing everything.

Without defending herself, Joanna gazed at them, her heart heavy. Rui stood beside her, a silent pillar of support in the face of this monumental challenge.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, not from regret, but from the expanding sense of helplessness. She looked at Rui, her younger brother, who now stood with courage, as if he were a gust of wind amidst a storm, bravely facing the danger alongside her.

Yet Rui stepped forward, positioning himself in front of his sister.

"She has confessed. She came to atone—"

Rui, unwavering, fought to express his feelings, his voice trembling as he challenged fate with a resolve filled with love and bravery. Like lightning piercing the sky, he endeavored to voice hope amid the threatening darkness.

Thor hurled lightning toward Rui. However, Joanna halted it mid-air, manipulating time around the attack. In that quiet moment, her face transformed with determination. She envisioned Jeanne, her smile etched in every memory, feeling an unbreakable connection she refused to sever even in the face of death.

"Don't harm my brother," she said coldly.

At that moment, Joanna's voice surged like a sea of anger, breaking through the rifts between them. The air became tense, thick with a deadly scent. Dark droplets of energy enveloped them like an invisible fog.

Poseidon stared at both of them. "Interesting. Even after this destruction... you still try to protect each other."

Poseidon's expression hinted at something deeper than mere astonishment—a recognition of the destructive potential of this bond, as the three of them found themselves ensnared in an epic drama that felt timeless. The water around him trembled, primed to explode at any moment due to the locked-away emotions within.

Finally, Joanna spoke:

"It's true. I am the cause of the Black Sun. I... unleashed the curse of Chronos within me because of losing Jeanne."

With burning regret, she closed her eyes.

"And I will not plead for your forgiveness. Because you are not the ones who have lost. You are not the ones who have been left behind."

In every word she uttered, a darkness seeped through. As she opened her eyes, the depth of her pain and fury was clearly visible, promising a sharp threat. Power surged around her, rumbling in concert with the tension in the air, ready to awaken a storm within Joanna.

Odin raised his spear. "Emotions do not erase facts."

The facts etched in space and time are written in indelible ink. The battle has just begun, and Joanna feels the ground beneath her trembling, as if affirming the dark fate that is about to unfold.

Joanna retorted, "Then kill me. But if you only know how to erase, then you are unworthy to be called the guardians of the world."

Her voice echoed, filled with resolve, even as fear lingered in her heart. Doubt existed, yet she refused to show weakness in front of the gods.

Zeus summoned the storm from the skies. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Lightning streaked between the dark clouds, as if responding to the fury of the god. Each bolt that struck served as a reminder of the unpredictable power threatening to obliterate everything in its path.

Thor leaped with Mjölnir glowing crimson. His courage was unshakable, yet behind his piercing gaze lay a longing to protect a world on the brink. With each bound, the ground trembled, roaring like a wild beast ready to devour anything in its path.

Poseidon struck the earth with his trident, unleashing a tsunami from the depths of time. Thousands of waves rampaged, unpredictable and wild, reflecting the absence of hope. He allowed the ancient power of the ocean to blaze within him, merging with his fury and sorrow. All elements responded to his presence—nature bet its strength in this moment.

The whispers of lost souls filled the air, as if the forgotten spirits were pleading to be remembered, creating an atmosphere both haunting and paradoxical. This power was not just a tool but a curse for a self-centered world; within the annihilation lay an eternal loneliness that pressed heavily upon his heart.

Odin prepared Gungnir, the spear that pierced fate.

With each passing second, the weight of responsibility enveloped Odin. He understood that this choice was fraught with consequences. The heart of the ancient god stirred, caught between duty and love, torn between halting the void or releasing his beloved into the darkness.

Joanna closed her eyes for a moment. Then she spoke:

"If I am to fall, then let me fall as one who remembers."

With conviction flowing from the depths of her soul, she felt the burden of Chronos' curse held within her hands, as if all time and memory depended on her. She raised both hands. The spiral glyph of time and Chronos' curse emerged together—no longer conflicting, but in harmony.

Two forces that complemented each other. In the presence of the glyph, Joanna sensed the impact of time not merely surrounding her, but flowing within her veins, awakening memories and pain long buried.

"Final Time Magic: Eclipse Aeterna."

Time froze.

All sounds faded into a stifling silence, and Joanna felt trapped between the seconds that had slipped away. As the spear, hammer, lightning, and divine spells converged in the sky alongside Joanna's magic, a silent explosion shook the entire Omega world, causing the Blue Sun to pulse with increasing intensity. Its light absorbed all colors, casting a long and eerie shadow, as if reflecting the uncertainty of the future.

And from within it... Chronos began to rise.

In the shadows reflecting uncertainty and emptiness, Chronos stepped forward, carrying the weight of all sadness and temporal injustice. This battle was not merely a judgment against Joanna.

This conflict is a test for all involved, a call to remember who they are amid the darkness enveloping the world.