Creation Of All Things-Chapter 46: What Are You Planning?

Anya kept her head down, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mistress, we… we failed you again. We're sorry."

Selene didn't respond, her piercing gaze making the air feel heavier.

Drake swallowed hard. "We didn't expect him to be that strong—even with his abilities sealed. It was like he was built different."

Becca, standing a few feet away, didn't flinch under the tension. Instead, she stared at Selene with something close to amusement. "You weren't planning to fight him, were you?"

Selene's smirk vanished. Her eyes snapped toward the source of the voice, but it wasn't Becca who had spoken. It was her.

Tch. Selene clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Alexandria, when are you going to stop this possession nonsense?" She folded her arms, frowning at her daughter now occupying Becca's body.

Drake and Anya stiffened the moment they realized, instantly bowing. They took a step back, giving Alexandria space.

With a flick of her wrist, a throne of shadows formed behind her. She sat, legs crossed, eyes locked onto Selene. "I like it this way. Anita's outlived her usefulness, so I wiped her memory and sent her off." Alexandria leaned forward slightly. "But that's not why I'm here. Answer me, why did you let him go so easily? That's not like you."

Selene waved a dismissive hand, not even sparing Alexandria another glance. "What I do is none of your business, child. I have no obligation to answer you."

Alexandria chuckled, tilting her head as if she saw right through her mother. "You want something from him, don't you?" Her smirk deepened. "You had your own plans, but when you saw him in the media, when you realized how powerful he was, you changed your mind. Now, instead of doing it alone, you're bringing him into your game. All that talk about killing him? Empty threats."

Selene met her gaze but didn't respond immediately. Then, with a sigh, she shook her head. "Think whatever you want. I'm not telling you a damn thing. Now, go back to your body and let poor Becca have control again."

Alexandria closed her eyes, and when they reopened, it was like a switch had flipped. The confident smirk was gone, replaced by the dazed confusion of Becca. She blinked, adjusting to her surroundings.

Selene exhaled sharply, her aura flaring for a moment. "That insufferable girl… I swear, one day, I'll rip that sharp tongue right out of her mouth."

She turned to the three standing before her, her voice sharp and commanding. "Get everything ready. I want all eyes on Adam—everywhere he goes. No mistakes."

Drake, Anya, and Becca—now fully herself—nodded and vanished to carry out her orders.

Selene leaned back, her fingers tapping against her arm, a dark glint in her eyes. With him, my chances have increased.

She glanced at the ceiling, almost as if she could see through it, beyond the stars.

"Don't worry, old friends... I'm coming."

Unknown Dimension

The air was thick with tension, the atmosphere heavy with an eerie stillness. A massive obsidian throne loomed at the center of a ruined temple, its jagged edges glowing faintly with crimson energy. Shadows stretched unnaturally across the cracked stone floor, flickering like they were alive.

Before the throne, a towering black pole stood, thick iron chains wrapped tightly around it. Two figures were bound to those chains, their bodies slumped, clothes in tatters, stained with dirt and dried blood. Shackles dug into their wrists and ankles, the metal inscribed with glowing ancient runes that pulsed with a sickly red light, suppressing whatever strength they had left.

A sea of spectators surrounded them—hundreds of figures clad in dark robes and twisted armor. Their eyes burned with contempt, their murmurs filled with disgust.

Seated on the throne, a figure exuded raw fury. His presence alone was suffocating, a force that crushed the very space around him. He leaned forward slightly, his voice like thunder echoing through the crumbling temple.

"It has been years since I was cast into this wretched dimension." His words dripped with venom. "And just when I finally found a way to escape, you had to ruin it."

The prisoners barely stirred. Their heads hung low, their ragged breaths the only sign they were still alive.

The figure on the throne scoffed. "Pathetic." His fingers clenched the armrest of his throne, the very structure groaning under his grip. "No matter. Your capture only ensures one thing—the others will come for you... unless they are the kind to abandon their own."

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Silence. Not a word from the two prisoners.

The man let out a cold laugh, but there was no humor in it. "So be it. Mark my words—your resistance is meaningless. Your struggle to keep me here is nothing but a desperate, futile act."

Then, in an instant, his aura surged. A wave of dark energy erupted from him, expanding outward like a storm, swallowing the entire dimension in its terrifying grip. The very ground trembled, the temple walls groaning under the pressure. The sky—if it could even be called that—cracked like shattered glass, streaks of crimson lightning tearing through the void.

All around, the onlookers dropped to their knees, bodies trembling in pure terror.

"I will be free." His voice echoed like a death sentence. "And when I am... I will bring your world to ruins."*

Elsewhere

Alice hesitated for a second before sighing and tossing her phone to Adam. "Don't break it," she muttered.

Adam caught it with one hand, his smirk never fading. "Relax," he said, flipping it over in his palm. "I'm just gonna open a few doors."

He closed his eyes, and the air around him shifted. A faint hum filled the room as an unseen energy pulsed from his fingertips into the device. The screen flickered, then glowed unnaturally bright as lines of code flooded across it faster than any normal system could process.

Joshua leaned in. "Uh… what exactly are you doing?"

Adam didn't answer immediately. His eyes snapped open, but now they glowed—a deep, unnatural blue. The lights in the room dimmed slightly as if something was drawing power from them.

Then, all at once, the phone's screen stopped flashing and settled on an interface neither Alice nor Joshua had ever seen before.

A web of interconnected signals stretched out across the city, displaying thousands of hidden networks, encrypted files, and supernatural archives. Darknet servers, encrypted communications, ancient databases hidden beneath layers of security—all of it now sat in the palm of Adam's hand.

Alice's eyes widened. "That's… the entire supernatural network?"

Adam let out a small chuckle. "Every hidden server, every protected database, every secure transmission line. Your phone was just a doorway." He twirled the device between his fingers. "Now I have the whole damn system."

Joshua stared in awe. "That… is insane."

Alice, on the other hand, looked both impressed and horrified. "You hacked into everything in seconds. How the hell—"

"Technopathy," Adam cut in. "I don't just hack. I connect. Technology is just another language, and I speak it better than anyone else."

He swiped across the screen, and images flooded the air around them—holographic projections of classified documents, supernatural activity reports, names of high-ranking figures, locations of hidden strongholds.

Alice's stomach dropped. "This… this is way too much. If anyone finds out you did this—"

"They won't." Adam's tone was calm, almost bored, as if none of this was a big deal to him. "I left no trace. No alarms, no warnings. They won't even know I was here."

Joshua, still staring at the floating projections, pointed at one in particular. "That one—Selene's movements."

Adam flicked his wrist, zooming in on the file. A list of recent activity appeared: hidden meetings, communications, locations she had visited in the past week.

Alice's breath caught. "She's already mobilizing forces."

Adam narrowed his eyes as he scanned through the information. "She's pulling together resources. Something big is coming."