The pale floor rippled as dozens of runes exploded outward.
Words wrapped around Leon's limbs, binding him—spells of consequence.
[Wound Inscription – Echo Bleed: You take 200% more damage from your own attacks.]
[Mark of Memory Loop: You relive every injury sustained in the last 30 minutes.]
[Silent Pact: Your magic cannot be spoken.]
Leon fell to one knee, veins pulsing with ancient script.
"He's rewriting my reality," he growled. "Twisting my rules."
He closed his eyes.
"Then I'll unwrite him."
Leon reached deep.
Beyond Body Force. Beyond Shell Pulse.
Into his Core Unity.
"Origin Pulse... Rewrite."
Reality buckled.
The runes Vaer'Zhul had written? They flickered.
Because Origin Pulse doesn't obey records. It creates them.
Leon rewound his own kinetic state to before the curses hit. His injuries sealed mid-motion. His blood evaporated. His staff spun with renewed vigor—glowing gold, red, and shadow-black.
