Previously in "Blue Nexus - Dark Soul": Kyle and Brenda uncovered a mysterious entity that has the power to reset the world known as the Dark Soul. Brenda was flung to the far future to see what effects this would ultimately have on the world, and the destruction it brings, and Kyle was shown what horrors truly await in the Halls of Penetanon. Meanwhile, the world in the present has reached a boiling point for magic, led by the nefarious Mystic Sven mage Corbin Alkeste, who seeks the Dark Soul to end the modern era.
“A gaggle, really?” the Sentinel asked.
“Damn it,” Sandy muttered. “He told them about the Halls.”
“Relax, Violette,” Phoenix said.
“Was that really just concentrated Demon magic?” Kyle asked, and grinned. “Corbin, you have no idea where the actual Dark Soul is, do you?”
“I doubt it,” Kyle said. “There’d be too much magical interference. You’d be able to teleport outside, but, that kind of defeats the point.”
“And if Uruk gets his hands on the physical shred of the Dark Soul then he’ll have all that power and hatred to himself,” Kyle said. “And he’ll be able to reshape the world as he wants it; a world without hope.”
Uruk. Kyle clenched his fists and powered up to Wave 2, illuminating a fraction more light than normal.
“Before I was not ready,” Uruk said. “Before the Dark Soul was not ready. However, my dear descendants have done more than enough work for me now. The Dark Soul is ready to be merged with me, young Nexus.”
“You have no power against me,” Uruk said. “I have infused myself with this castle’s great magic, and turned it into my darkness. I may not even need the Dark Soul to end the world.”
“Nexus,” she said.
Abalin smiled and touched Kyle’s cheek with a cold hand. “I’m safe so long as you both protect me.”
“Everything will end if we don’t,” Brenda said.
“Brother Time?” Kyle asked with a dry mouth.
“What, the day I finally destroyed the Dark Soul?”
Brenda felt her jaw drop a bit and Abalin just smiled. Another breeze swept through, this time with waves of light that temporarily blinded Brenda, and Abalin was gone once more, but her voice carried over the wind,