Re:Awakening with Ultimate Power as a Cosmic God-Chapter 52: Ch : The Call - Part 2

In the grand public meeting hall of the Callex Royal Palace, the gleaming floor reflected the soft light pouring in from the aether-laced chandeliers above.

Draped across the obsidian throne at the end of the room, Queen Eleysa of Callex rested with an air of unbothered elegance.

Her long hair tumbled down the side of the throne like a river of moonlight, and her amber eyes lazily tracked the nobles and citizens speaking before her—complaints about crops, security, trade disputes, and petty slights.

She didn’t care. Not really.

Her kingdom ran on secrets, on veiled alliances and ancient power. These surface-level matters were distractions, nothing more.

But then, she felt it.

The change was subtle but undeniable. Aether shifted, as if a drop of black ink had entered a clear pond.

Her spine straightened immediately, fingers gripping the armrest of her throne as her pupils narrowed. A silence settled over the room, heavy and strange.

The queen looked around slowly, her previously bored expression sharpening into something cold and alert.

The people grew restless. A woman near the front bowed and spoke with hesitation.

"Your Majesty? Is something wrong?"

Queen Eleysa stood abruptly, her voice clear and commanding.

"The meeting has concluded. All of you may leave."

There were confused murmurs, protests rising from the crowd.

"Now."

She added with force, and this time, the authority in her tone brooked no argument.

Guards stepped forward and began ushering the civilians out.

As the grand doors closed behind the last of them, Queen Eleysa turned to her nearest royal guard—a tall man in silver-blue armor, his head bowed.

"How is my sister?"

She asked, her voice quiet but tight with suspicion.

The guard blinked, startled.

"The traitor has remained silent, Your Majesty. No movement, no speech. She hasn’t said a word since you ordered her confinement."

Queen Eleysa narrowed her eyes.

"Even so... I’ll see her myself."

There was hesitation in the guard’s stance. He shifted, mouth tightening, but he bowed in the end.

"As you command."

They walked down through winding stone corridors lit by pale blue aether torches, deeper into the belly of the palace.

Here, where the light barely reached and the walls were thick with ancient spells, lay the royal prison—a place that officially did not exist, like many things on Planet Callex.

When the door opened, Queen Eleysa’s face remained composed, but a muscle twitched near her jaw.

Inside the cell sat a woman in tattered royal garments, wrists and ankles shackled with rune-etched bindings. Her hair was dulled with dust, but her face... was the queen’s own.

Twin sisters.

Queen Eleysa stepped closer, hands folded before her.

"You did something. I felt it just now. A shift in the aether. It wasn’t natural, and only you have ever managed to make the aether feel... disobedient."

She said calmly.

The prisoner lifted her head, and for the first time in weeks, she smiled.

"Is that what you think, Eleysa?"

Queen Eleysa’s expression didn’t change.

"Don’t play games. Tell me what you did."

The prisoner’s smile faded, her eyes meeting the queen’s with something unreadable—grief, perhaps. Or warning.

"I did nothing. But something is coming. You should choose your next steps carefully."

Queen Eleysa stepped closer.

"You always were the better liar. That’s why I had to lock you up."

Her twin tilted her head.

"And yet you still come to me, when you sense the world changing."

Queen Eleysa’s fists clenched at her sides. The prisoner said nothing more. She simply leaned back against the stone wall and closed her eyes.

For a moment, Queen Eleysa stood there, watching her, unsure if she had made a mistake long ago... or if the real mistake had just entered her kingdom.

In the dim glow of the underground prison, Queen Eleysa’s expression hardened. She stared at her twin, still shackled and unmoving, before turning sharply to her royal guard.

"Declare an emergency across the entire region of Callex."

She commanded coldly.

"Anyone unfamiliar, anyone with even a hint of oddity to their presence is to be reported immediately. If any citizen fails to comply..."

Her eyes glinted like sharpened glass.

"Then the entire district shall suffer the consequences. We will not fall prey to my sister’s games."

The guard bowed low, hesitating for only a moment.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

He turned and left with swift footsteps, already voicing orders into his communication device. The reinforced door thudded shut behind him, leaving the queen alone with her twin once again.

Still leaning against the stone wall, the prisoner’s lips curled into a faint, pitying smile.

"You always did prefer ruling through fear."

She murmured.

Queen Eleysa didn’t move.

"I prefer ruling with results."

"And yet, despite your iron grip on this world, you still can’t stop the truth. This world, this throne, this kingdom of illusions—we both know none of this is real."

Her chained twin lifted her gaze, eyes meeting Eleysa’s.

"Enough—"

"We’re all being played, Eleysa."

Her voice was soft now, almost sorrowful.

"By powers older than reason. The divine toys with us still, even here. And you—"

She leaned forward, the chains rattling—

"you’re too proud to see the strings tied to your every step."

Queen Eleysa’s jaw tightened, but she said nothing. She turned, her cloak sweeping behind her like a shadow, and left the cell in silence.

Meanwhile, far above the surface of Callex, a sleek dark ship cut through the veiled skies of the planet that officially did not exist.

The hatch hissed open, and Nova stepped out first, the light breeze tugging at his coat. Anna followed close behind, stretching her arms with a relieved groan.

But her eyes went wide the moment a third figure appeared beside Nova, her black high-tech boots landing softly on the ground.

"Nyx? You’re outside the ship? How?!"

Anna blinked rapidly.

Nyx, dressed in a sleek black outfit that shimmered faintly with refracted data light, raised an eyebrow, clearly amused.

"Surprised?"

"I thought you were the ship’s AI. Like... bound to it."

Anna said slowly, looking around.

"I am. But ever since we brought the core of life back, I’ve recovered a portion of my original processing system. I can now manifest in a projected body as long as I don’t stray too far from the ship. Think of it as a semi-autonomous form."

Nyx said, stepping ahead.

Anna tilted her head, fascinated.

"So... you’ve basically become a walking AI?"

"Not quite. More like a presence now capable of interaction. But don’t get used to this—I still can’t leave the ship for long. Beyond a set radius, I’d lose structural control."

Nyx said with a small smirk.

"Huh. Still, that’s kinda cool."

Anna said, nodding thoughtfully.

She stretched again and looked around the strange new planet.

The surroundings were oddly serene—lush forests sprawled into the distance, but the air felt still, expectant.

There was a strange pulse in the aether here, as if the land itself breathed, waiting.

"I’ll go check out what this place has to offer. Let’s see if this planet-that-doesn’t-exist has anything useful for a soon-to-be mechanic."

Anna said, giving Nova and Nyx a thumbs-up.

She winked and darted off with light steps, curiosity already pulling her deeper into the environment.

Nova watched her disappear into the foliage before glancing over at Nyx.

"You feel that too?"

Nyx nodded slowly, scanning the terrain.

"Yes. The aether flow here is... warped. Like a thousand voices whispering behind a locked door. Something’s wrong with this planet."

Nova’s eyes narrowed.

"Then we better stay sharp. If this really is the domain of the core of reason, I doubt we’ve even scratched the surface."