Chapter 2164 The Shadows have forgotten their place.

Millions, if not billions, of years had passed since she was last woken up—when was the last time again?

When she faced Zylarith?

Maybe.

But that did not matter right now.

First, she needed to understand why she was awake in the first place.

With that thought in her mind, she raised her hand in a graceful, effortless manner, and with a soft flick of her fingers—

Whoosh

The golden light around her shifted, folding inward, and Seraphielle slowly closed her eyes, as if prepared to accept what was coming. Even an action as simple as this carried such grace that Lord Light, who was witnessing everything with his own eyes, felt… at peace.

It was so different from the constant chaotic thoughts he had in his head that he felt like… he was bewitched.

He couldn't move his eyes away from Lady Seraphielle, and this feeling was so strong that it felt like even if the very temple itself fell, that wouldn't change.

Lady Seraphielle's Aura was… simply unfathomable.

For a heartbeat, even the temple itself fell silent. There was no sound, no hum, no movement—only absolute stillness, as if anticipating what was about to come.

And finally—

It happened.

Fwooom

A wave of golden flickering energy burst from her body, spreading through the Hall of Radiance like a tide of pure divinity. Her form seemed to dissolve into that very brilliance, her body and light merging together until she became one with the golden radiance itself.

The temple brightened beyond reason—walls, ceiling, even the sacred inscriptions vanished under the flood of light.

Lord Light shielded his eyes out of instinct, yet even his radiant form felt… small, fragile, and unworthy beneath her true presence.

The marble beneath Seraphielle melted into liquid gold. The halo behind her spun faster, expanding until it engulfed the entire temple.

As the light surged outward, every being within the Light Temple felt it—a holy pressure… pure, graceful, peaceful, yet… crushing.

And in an instant, every being in the Supreme World of Light realized it—

This…

This was the return of Light.

Whoosh

The golden radiance expanded even further, touching every corner of the Supreme World of Light, pouring into the skies, escaping through the clouds—before it spread through the very fabric of the Universe.

The Light Borns outside gasped, falling to their knees.

The dark Universe Void was split with golden lines; the stars brightened, constellations realigned. Every living being felt the pure power of light spreading around them—no matter how far they were.

Yes, every being in the Universe could feel her.

Something had happened.

Something… had awakened.

And considering how this had happened right after they were done watching the Chain Breakers' announcement… they all realized what was happening.

The Supreme Worlds were making a move.

And the beings throughout the rest of the Universe—those who could understand what was happening—held their breaths.

This was… the beginning.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

Within the temple, the golden energy around Seraphielle began to condense.

Slowly, gracefully, her perfect, divine form that seemed untouched by even time itself returned.

But this time, her eyes—her eyes blazed brighter than before. The light they carried before now seemed… insignificant.

Now, her eyes reflected understanding.

Golden ripples spread across her mind like pages of history unfolding—the fragments of wars, trillions and trillions of prayers, her final battle against Zylarith, and the Anomaly that challenged their Authority—all returned at once.

"So…"

She whispered softly, her voice echoing through both the temple and beyond.

"Someone dared to challenge us after all these years…"

She smiled faintly, though there was no warmth in her expression—it was only… amusement.

"…This is certainly amusing."

Lord Light trembled where he stood. His radiance faltered, almost fading away as he stood in Seraphielle's presence. Even though she had not released a drop of killing intent, the weight of her words seemed to press against his soul itself.

Seraphielle, however, did not know he was going through all that—or maybe she knew; she just… did not care.

She just… flicked her hand again.

That was all it was.

Just a flick.

Nothing more.

But…

WHOOOOM

The entire Universe responded.

Entire galaxies slowed for a heartbeat, stars flickered, and even worlds untouched by Light felt their oceans shimmer with gold.

Across countless stars, trillions and trillions of light-years ahead, every Light Born—who was sent to investigate different regions—suddenly froze.

Their eyes widened as a flood of memories poured into them—ancient, buried memories that had been sealed away for eons.

Visions of Seraphielle's last battle, the final confrontation with Zylarith, the day she had fallen into slumber.

Her voice, her image, her power—they remembered everything.

Her face, which was once an indistinct, incomprehensible blur in their minds, now appeared crystal clear.

Her name—something they did not even know a second ago—now burned like fire upon their tongues.

Even the younger Light Borns, the ones who hadn't experienced the previous Grand War of the Five Supreme Worlds, learned of Seraphielle's existence.

It was as if… a part of the Light Borns that was sealed deep within had now returned.

The Light Borns… were now complete.

"Lady Seraphielle…"

Every Light Born trembled.

Their wings spread wide, their halos flared, their hearts filled with awe and reverence.

She was awake.

The Light Infinity—Seraphielle Light—had returned.

And then—

"My children."

Her voice echoed through the cosmos.

She didn't need any artifact or a link to communicate—her voice traveled through Light itself, able to reach every single world, every single city, every single being throughout the Universe.

Yes, the Light Infinity was now addressing the entire Universe.

"Your cries have reached me."

She spoke softly, her tone deepened—majestic and calm, like the final light of dawn addressing the night.

"For too long, I let it go.

What happened, I let it happen, thinking the intelligence and free will the Universe bestowed upon them would let them understand and find the right path on their own.

I believed peace would hold this fragile Universe together.

Yet…

My thoughts were proven wrong.

The guilty did not repent.

The cruel did not reflect.

And the Shadows—

The Shadows have forgotten their place."