Inner Universe

Above the ruins of Chronopolis, Chu Hang sat cross-legged, still as an ancient statue.

All around him, silence reigned. Towers had turned to dust, platforms had shattered to powder, and he had devoured tens of thousands of timelines.

The wreckage floated quietly through the void, forming a vast and desolate cosmic tomb.

He closed his eyes and turned his awareness inward.

The Void Force he had copied from He Who Remains, the immense power over time he had seized from the Council of Kangs through Greed, Black-Armored Kang's nanotech divinity... Every power now poured into his Inner Universe like energy amassed over billions of years inside a supervolcano on the verge of eruption.

His Inner Universe was undergoing a dramatic transformation.

What had once been the bare beginnings of galaxies was growing complex and orderly at an unprecedented pace.

Stars followed invisible orbits. Atmospheres swirled above planets, tides surged through oceans, and on some worlds, fierce torrents of energy tore the crust apart and drove it back together, creating the first tectonic movements.

None of this came from deliberate control. It was the inevitable result of energy reaching a critical threshold and evolving on its own.

Chu Hang drew a deep breath and began guiding the torrent.

The power of the Void Core was the hardest to tame. Pure darkness and finality, it sought to drag everything newly born back into oblivion.

At a thought, golden-red Phoenix Fire became pliant chains that wrapped around it, layer upon layer.

Violet and golden-red forces clashed and mingled deep within his essence, until they finally coexisted in a delicate balance.

The energy of the timelines was far gentler. Like nourishing rain, it seeped into every corner of his Inner Universe and fed its newborn stars and worlds.

The fragments of universes once imprisoned