A Fight Against the Unstoppable The ruins trembled, cracks forming along the ancient walls as the battle raged. The entity—the Forgotten One—shifted and warped, a being of pure corruption barely contained in a twisted, unstable form. It could not be wounded. It could not be killed. It was learning with every second. The six S-Rank adventurers fought like legends, their attacks powerful enough to shatter mountains— But it wasn’t enough. Ethan’s team was already struggling to keep up. Leah’s barriers cracked under the pressure. Kara’s blades barely cut before the wounds sealed. Gareth’s strikes landed, but the thing didn’t even flinch. They were fighting a force beyond mortality. And Ethan knew the truth now. “We can’t win this fight.” They had one chance. One way to stop it. They had to seal it away—before it fully escaped. And he was the key.

  Ethan gritted his teeth, his mark pulsing violently beneath his shirt. He remembered the vision. The ancient sorcerers who had bound this thing before. The sacrificial mark they had used to fuel the seal. The runes, the incantations, the blood price. He had to recreate it. And if he failed— This thing would be free forever. “I need space!” Ethan shouted. Veylan Stormrider, the Voidblade Warlord, didn’t hesitate. [Void Severance – Activated.] He slashed through the air, tearing a rift of nothingness between Ethan and the Forgotten One—forcing the entity back. “Whatever you’re doing,” Veylan said, silver eyes blazing, “do it fast.” Ethan’s heart pounded. This was it. He spread his arms, and the mark on his chest flared with light.

  [System Override Detected.]

  [Warning: You Are Attempting to Use Ancient Magic Outside the System’s Jurisdiction.]

  [Proceed?]

  Ethan ignored the warnings. He slammed his hand against the ground. [Sealing Sigil—Activation Initiated.] A circle of glowing runes erupted from the stone beneath them, stretching fifty meters wide. The same sigils that had been burned into his mind from the visions—they formed exactly as he remembered. Kaela Ravencrown, the Arcane Executioner, cursed. “That’s not modern magic.” Lira Moonveil, the Celestial Healer, paled. “That’s forbidden.” Ethan didn’t care. He had no other choice. He lifted his arms and spoke the words of the ancients. A language no one should know, a spell no one should cast, a power that even the System itself feared. The runes flared, burning white-hot. And the Forgotten One screamed.

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  The moment Ethan invoked the binding magic— The Forgotten One attacked. It moved faster than ever. It twisted space around it, trying to break free. It screamed in a voice that wasn’t a sound—but a force. “YOU CANNOT BIND ME AGAIN.” “THIS WORLD IS MINE.” Darius Ironheart, the Unbreakable Guardian, roared as he slammed his shield into the ground. [Bulwark of the Gods – Activated.] A massive golden barrier erupted, blocking the creature’s wild tendrils from reaching Ethan. Razik Thornfang, the Phantom Slayer, blurred into the shadows. He reappeared directly behind the entity— And drove his daggers into the shifting void. [Soul Rend – Activated.] For the first time, the Forgotten One shuddered. Not in pain.

  Ethan’s arms burned. The sealing magic was taking its toll. The ancient script demanded power. A sacrifice of mana, of body, of life force. It was consuming him to complete the seal. His vision blurred. The voices grew louder. “One must bear the mark.” “One must be the anchor.” Ethan’s breath hitched. He finally understood. The reason the last survivor in his vision had carved the sigil into their own chest. The seal wasn’t just magic. It was a living link. A chain that required a soul. And if they were going to contain this thing again— Someone had to be the chain. Someone had to stay behind.

  Ethan steeled himself. He knew what he had to do. But before he could act— Veylan grabbed him. “You’re not doing this alone,” the Voidblade Warlord snapped. Ethan’s eyes widened. “You can’t—” Veylan’s silver eyes burned. “I’ve fought nightmares before,” he said. “I’ve lost friends to things like this. And I won’t let a damn kid carry this burden alone.” Lira Moonveil stepped forward. “Neither will I.” Kaela sighed. “I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this, but fine.” Darius cracked his knuckles. “We all hold the line.” The S-Rank team wasn’t just watching anymore. They were binding it with him. The Binding Complete The runes flared one last time. Ethan gritted his teeth as the seal locked into place. The Forgotten One screamed, its form twisting, warping— Being dragged back. The black mist pulled inward. The runes sealed the cracks. The entity was forced back into its prison. The final word of the ritual left Ethan’s lips— And the gate slammed shut. A deep BOOM echoed through the ruins. And then— Silence.

  Ethan collapsed to his knees. The seal was intact. The gate was closed again. His body shook, exhausted, every muscle screaming from the magical toll. But it was done. The world was safe—for now. Leah rushed to his side. “Ethan!” Kara let out a shaky laugh. “Holy shit, that worked?” Gareth simply let out a deep breath. Veylan exhaled, sheathing his sword. “We need to reinforce the seal,” he said. “Make sure this doesn’t happen again.” Ethan nodded, barely able to move. Because he knew— This wasn’t over. This was just the beginning. Because whatever that thing was— It wasn’t just a prisoner. It was a god forgotten by time. And Ethan had just become its warden.