My Dragon King System-Chapter 323: The Final Battle

Aiden emerged through the portal into Eden of the Original timeline, and the sight that greeted him was absolute Desolation.

The grand city of the gods lay in ruins.

He floated down and landed in the exact spot where they’d first fought Samael in this timeline, the place where he’d died.

His gaze moved across the devastation, taking in the wreckage of what had once been a beautiful city.

Then he looked beyond Eden’s borders, using his dragon’s sight to peer across the world itself.

Everywhere he looked, the same scene repeated. Kingdoms reduced to dust. Forests burned to nothing. The entire world was a graveyard.

Aiden sighed, then channeled his authority over time. This made his vision shift at once.

The present faded away, replaced by reflections of the past that played out before him like scenes of a story.

He saw it all.

Right after his death in this timeline, the other dragons had tried to fight back, but they’d been overwhelmed within moments.

Aiden watched as Samael tore through them one by one brutally.

But then something unexpected happened.

Samael had attempted to absorb Syqora’s essence, the same way he absorbed divine fragments from the gods, but it failed.

Aiden’s eyes narrowed as he watched the scene unfold. Samael’s body convulsed as he tried to force the essence in, but it was rejected.

Whether it was his body rejecting the dragon’s essence or the essence itself rejecting him was unclear, but the result was the same.

The power wouldn’t merge.

Samael had abandoned the attempt after several moments of struggle and simply moved on, leaving the dragons’ bodies behind as he turned his attention toward the gods instead.

The gods had seen what happened and tried to flee, but he caught them all.

One by one, Aiden watched as divine beings fell. High Gods, Lesser Gods, Archons—none of them escaped.

Samael hunted them down with relentless focus, draining their fragments and leaving nothing but husks behind.

Adam had survived the longest.

The All-Father’s Story Weaving kept him one step ahead for a while, constantly relocating himself whenever Samael drew near. But even that couldn’t last forever.

Eventually, exhaustion set in. Adam’s power faltered, and Samael found him.

Aiden watched as the fallen angel drove the Longinus through Adam’s chest and ripped away every last fragment of transcendence the All-Father possessed.

Then came the humans.

Aiden’s hands clenched into fists as the scenes shifted to show what happened on Earth.

He saw Dragonhold fall. He saw Laela and Arianna fighting desperately alongside Ravens Grave, trying to hold back the endless tide of demons that poured through portals across the kingdom.

They fought bravely. All of them did.

But it wasn’t enough.

The same fate befell every other human across the world. Samael moved from kingdom to kingdom, continent to continent, extinguishing life and taking their fragments wherever he went until nothing remained.

Everything Aiden just saw now was his time authority’s Past Imprint; a skill that allowed him to see previous events that had occurred in any location he focused on.

Aiden’s visions returned to the present, and right then the air distorted. Space warped directly in front of him, and a figure emerged from the warped space.

Samael.

The only living being left in this entire world aside from Aiden himself.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Samael smiled as he stood before Aiden. The fallen angel looked vastly different from the one Aiden had just destroyed in the other timeline.

Above his head was a silver crown, the same type that usually hovered above Asahel’s head. Samael had absorbed his own son as well, taking every fragment of transcendence Asahel possessed.

Aiden could sense it immediately. This Samael was truly at a realm far above the other one. He wouldn’t die instantly from a single attack.

This would be a real fight.

Samael’s smile widened as he spoke.

"I got a feeling something was wrong right after you died," he said. "But I couldn’t pinpoint what it was at first."

He paused, his expression shifting into something more contemplative.

"Then I started experiencing things all over again," Samael continued. "Moments that felt familiar, events that seemed to repeat themselves in strange ways. Like déjà vu."

"When I finally became this infinite being," Samael said, gesturing vaguely toward himself, "I understood it all, the timeline split. Everything."

He let out a short laugh.

"Frankly, I’m impressed by how far you’ve gone to reach this state," Samael admitted. "And I can’t lie and say I’m not curious to know which one of us is better."

His smile took on a more dangerous edge.

"Whether it’s me, who has become a new being worthy of being called Creator, or you, the Black Dragon who embodies power similar to Father’s."

Aiden’s expression remained cold and unreadable as he stared back at the fallen angel. "This battle will be our last."

Samael nodded. "I agree."

And then, both of them launched forward at the same instant, closing the distance between them in less than a heartbeat.

Their fists collided with catastrophic force, causing a the shockwave that erupted from the impact and rippled outward in every direction with destructive energy that didn’t stop at Eden’s borders.

It kept moving, shattering different planetoids under the force of that single clash.

The two combatants pulled back from each other almost immediately after the collision.

But in that brief moment of contact, something had happened.

Aiden had absorbed fragments of transcendence away from the fallen angel. Samael’s eyes widened as he felt it, a small portion of his power draining away in an instant.

He staggered back half a step, his expression shifting from confidence to shock.

"This is not going to be as easy as you think," Aiden said.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Their energies spiked upward at once with such explosive force that the ruined city of Eden couldn’t withstand it. The entire realm crumbled and disintegrated, leaving nothing but the voidness of space surrounding them both.

Samael channeled his power of Story Weaving—a power he’d absorbed and refined beyond what the All-Father had ever achieved.

He imagined the story of events that would lead to Aiden being trapped between multiple suns from every part of the universe.

Reality began responding to his story.

Far in the distance, colossal spheres of blazing plasma, each a different color, began shifting from multiple points within the universe.

There were so many, it was hard to count. This plunged the different parts of the world into darkness as their suns had been moved from positions.

The story of events forced Aiden at the center, but the dragon god had seen it all coming.

His dragon sight carried with it, the authority of destiny, which showed him the future that would unfold if he did nothing. He saw himself trapped between those suns. He saw the explosion that would follow.

And he acted.

In the nick of time, right as the collison was about to happen, Aiden used his power as Weaver of Fortune to swap their fates.

For one brief second, he exchanged his destiny with Samael’s.

The suns collided, but it wasn’t Aiden caught in the explosion. It was Samael.

The force of several multiple suns crashing together created an explosion of unimaginable scale. Light erupted outward in blinding brilliance as the heat vaporized multiple planetoids caught in the blast radius.

When the light finally dimmed, Samael’s body floated in the aftermath.

He was battered almost beyond recognition. His armor had been shredded away entirely. Burns covered every inch of his skin, and blood leaked from countless wounds across his torso and limbs.

But he was alive. And already, his body was beginning to heal.

Aiden watched from a distance and smiled.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

The healing completed in seconds and at once Samael vanished.

Not through teleportation or any process that seemed to deal with movement. His presence disappeared from Aiden’s awareness completely, as though he’d been erased from existence.