As Ice Phoenix found herself confiding in Arfrotian, the gears of another conflict were already in motion elsewhere in the icy omniverse. Deep within the Megaverse of Luminia, the angels had begun planning their next move—a conquest of the frozen expanse of Rodentia. Though seemingly insignificant to Ice Phoenix, who remained steadfast in guarding Dementia, the implications of such an incursion ran far deeper than they initially appeared.

Rodentia was a desolate and barren land, devoid of life and often overlooked by the rest of the omniverse. Its strategic position and vast stretches of frozen wasteland made it a prime target for expansion. For the angels, conquering Rodentia wasn’t just about gaining territory—it was a step toward dominance, a way to assert their control over more than half of the omniverse.

What Ice Phoenix did not know, as she shared her past with Arfrotian, was that her struggle to protect Dementia and its artifact, the Eternal Frostheart, might soon be tied to another battle—one that would ripple across the icy omniverse.

LUVANIA'S RESOLVE

Luvania, the formidable queen of the Black Elves and ruler of the Megaverse of Caisilia, was not oblivious to the angels’ machinations. Her network of spies and informants had brought troubling news. The angels’ push toward Rodentia was not merely an isolated maneuver; it was a calculated step to encroach further into the icy omniverse.

For Luvania, the stakes were clear. If the angels succeeded in taking over Rodentia, their territorial control would expand beyond 50% of the omniverse. This shift in power would place the Black Elves at a dire disadvantage. Luminia’s angels and Caisilia’s Black Elves had a long-standing enmity, their values and existence fundamentally at odds. The elves thrived in shadowy elegance, their mastery over Black Ice representing their defiance and independence. The angels, by contrast, sought dominion and order, a vision that threatened the very survival of Luvania’s people.

Luvania was not one to sit idly by. Summoning her most trusted advisors and battle-hardened elites, she prepared to march toward Rodentia. It was not just a battle for territory but a fight for survival—a stand to ensure the Black Elves would not become relics in the frozen archives of history.

"We will not allow Rodentia to fall," Luvania declared, her Black Ice scythe glinting under the dim, icy light of her realm. "Let the angels think they can rule over us. They will learn that the shadows they seek to extinguish are far colder and more enduring than any light they possess."

Her resolve was absolute, and her forces prepared to move. Rodentia would not fall without a fight.

AZURAELIS' DILEMMA

Far from the scheming angels and the resolute Black Elves, Azuraelis, the Goddess of Infinite Tides, was grappling with a conflict of her own. She had come to this barren omniverse in search of Arfrotian, who had retreated here to master his powers. The icy expanse, devoid of life, was the perfect place for such practice, allowing him to hone his abilities without fear of harm to others.

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However, as Azuraelis moved through the icy sceneries and fractured spaces of this desolate omniverse, she began to hear whispers of the brewing conflict. Through her divine senses, she discerned the angels’ intentions to conquer Rodentia and the looming clash with the Black Elves.

Initially, she dismissed these affairs as irrelevant to her purpose. This was not her omniverse, and these were not her people. The conflict between the angels and the elves was an internal matter, one she had no obligation to intervene in. Her priority was clear: find Arfrotian and ensure he was safe.

But as much as she tried to rationalize her detachment, something gnawed at her. Subjugation, regardless of where it occurred, was a violation of freedom. Every being, whether angel, elf, or otherwise, had a right to choose their own path. The thought of an entire race being dominated or wiped out weighed heavily on her conscience.

"Freedom is universal," she murmured to herself, her silver-blue hair shimmering in the icy light. "And if I stand by and do nothing, am I not complicit in their suffering?"

Resolving to act, Azuraelis decided she could not ignore the plight of the Black Elves. She would intervene—not out of duty, but because it was the right thing to do.

A SEARCH IN THE BARREN EXPANSE

Yet, a practical problem remained: Azuraelis had no idea where to find the Black Elves or the angels. The icy omniverse was vast, its landscapes stretching endlessly in every direction. What she did know was that Rodentia lay ahead, a barren megaverse she could see in the distance.

But even as she set her sights on Rodentia, another priority emerged. Finding Arfrotian was crucial. If anyone could offer insight into the angels’ plans or the omniverse’s intricacies, it was him. More importantly, she needed to ensure he was unharmed and not caught up in the unfolding chaos.

Azuraelis began her journey through the desolate, icy landscapes. Time seemed to blur in the endless expanse of shimmering white and pale blue. Fractured icebergs floated in midair, glowing faintly with an eerie light. The air was cold, even for a being as powerful as her, and the silence was oppressive, broken only by the occasional crack of ice or the distant echo of a glacial collapse.

Her senses stretched outward, searching for a trace of Arfrotian’s presence. She knew he would be practicing in a place devoid of life—a barren, isolated space where his immense power could not harm anyone. That ruled out areas near the Black Elves or the angels.

As she pressed forward, the icy landscapes grew even more surreal. Spires of frozen crystals jutted into the sky, and massive ice flows drifted like continents across a sea of frozen time. The omniverse felt alive in its stillness, a paradox of motionless energy.

And yet, somewhere within this frozen realm, Arfrotian was waiting—unaware of the chaos brewing around him and the forces converging upon this omniverse. Azuraelis quickened her pace, determination hardening her resolve.

Her path was clear: find Arfrotian, understand the situation, and, if necessary, stand against the angels to protect those who could not protect themselves. The frozen expanse stretched endlessly ahead, but Azuraelis was undeterred.

The omniverse was vast, its secrets buried deep within its icy heart. But she would uncover them, one step at a time.