The Void of Consequence
Mo Tian hovered over a world crumbling into spirals of oblivion.
He had devoured Yuan Zhen, the Time Weaver, and with her death, the future had shattered like glass dropped from heaven itself.
And now…
From the black maw of the universe, an ancient figure emerged.
> "You have swallowed what should never be touched," the voice said, each syllable echoing through countless realities at once.
The Timekeeper.
Not a man.
Not a god.
But the guardian of continuity itself.
He was dressed in shifting cloaks made of centuries. His eyes held reflections of endless histories. His staff was a giant hourglass, within which stars lived and died in the blink of a breath.
And yet, he knelt to no heaven.
Only to the Law of Eternity.
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The Warning
> "Mo Tian," the Timekeeper spoke again, "your existence now threatens the tapestry of fate. You were chosen as a Seed, but you've become something else. You've begun to devour… narrative itself."
Mo Tian didn't flinch. His eyes, abyssal and vast, stared straight into the being before him.
> "I consume what dares to define me. Fate, karma, time — none of them rule me."
> "Then you must be ended."
And with that, the Timekeeper raised his staff.
The stars within the hourglass turned red.
The sky screamed.
And Mo Tian was erased from the timeline.
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The Realm of the Unwritten
He opened his eyes to find…
Nothing.
No time.
No space.
No Dao.
Only the Realm of the Unwritten — a prison beyond causality, where beings who broke the story of the universe were sealed.
> "You are not the first to devour too much," came a whisper. "But you might be the first who succeeds."
Mo Tian turned.
There were others here. Entities. Fragments of forgotten gods, cursed prophets, timeline-splintered immortals.
They had all been sent here when they had tried to escape their roles.
And they all bowed as he walked past.
Because they could sense what he was.
Not a prisoner.
A predator.
> "Devouring even the story, eh?" one of the ancient prisoners chuckled. "Then devour this realm too. Tear down the page."
Mo Tian sat cross-legged. His Devouring Dao spiraled out — not to consume power, but to consume structure.
The Unwritten Realm began to crack.
The page of the universe began to burn.
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Shi Yue's Secret
Meanwhile, back in the real world…
Shi Yue stood before a broken sky and a burning world. The laws of cause and effect no longer flowed. Days became nights without logic. Seasons passed in hours. Children were born already dead. People prayed to a heaven that forgot its own name.
And it was all because of him.
> "You knew this would happen," someone said behind her.
It was an old man, a wandering sage from the Realm of the Moonborne.
> "I did," Shi Yue admitted.
> "Then why follow him?"
She closed her eyes.
> "Because I was created… to kill him."
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The Return of Mo Tian
The moment Shi Yue spoke those words, the sky ripped open.
Mo Tian returned — not through a portal, but by consuming the wall between realms.
His aura had changed.
His Dao no longer twisted around him — it burned reality wherever it touched.
His shadow had gained three heads. Each whispered a truth no one wanted to hear.
His heartbeat echoed like war drums across galaxies.
He had devoured the Unwritten Realm.
He had returned with the ability to rewrite existence itself.
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The Timekeeper's Final Stand
The Timekeeper descended, this time wielding the Chrono-Sword, forged from every regret in history.
> "You were a Seed of Hunger," he said. "But now, you are a plague."
> "Wrong," Mo Tian replied. "I am the final truth: Everything must be devoured. Even time."
They clashed.
The sword tore through futures that hadn't happened yet.
Mo Tian's fist shattered decades with every strike.
Each attack cost the universe a century.
Each block killed a timeline.
Mountains were born and died in a blink. Rivers flowed upward. Suns exploded, rebirthed, and exploded again — over and over.
And at the climax…
Mo Tian tore the Chrono-Sword in half with his bare hands, and spoke words that no being should say:
> "Time... is my meal."
And he devoured the Timekeeper whole.
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A New Law Rises
As the last keeper of continuity vanished, the world stilled.
The stars stopped moving.
Fate ceased to flow.
Heaven closed its eye.
And in that silence… a new force began to form:
> The Devouring Law.
Where once there was Order, now there was Hunger.
Where once there was Fate, now there was Mo Tian.
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Please wait for Chapter 13.