A human silhouette manifested against the horizon, his mocking tone piercing the frozen silence: "A good deed you've done... killing the ants I sent". A sudden shock paralyzed both Zis and Naz; the latter slowly raised his head toward the peak to behold a ghost from a bitter past. Naz cried out, his voice trembling with years of resentment: "Your voice hasn't changed, you scoundrel! You were small in my eyes, and now you've become the lead puppet? Where is your real master?". A hysterical laugh tore through the mist: "Hahaha! Who do you mean? I am the President!".
"I forgave you time and again!" Naz interrupted with a scream born from a lifetime of oppression: "I didn't even see you! You enslaved me, ordering me to do things beyond human capability. My mind transcended the limits of this programmed world, and with what did you repay me? Nothing but ingratitude!". The mysterious figure, Ever, looked down with a gaze that stripped the scene of its humanity, saying coldly: "You were a slave and we bought you; you must obey your masters. I am the one who liberated you, granting you a profession everyone dreams of, along with wealth and food".
Rage ignited in Naz's chest as he roared: "Ever... I raised you, my son! But today, I must kill you. You were not a son of my blood, but I took pity on you in this cruel world. Yet, sons never truly appreciate their fathers. I will kill you and your master!". With chilling indifference, Ever snapped his fingers, whispering: "Tick-tock".
In that instant, the mountain split as if a deep wound had been torn open. Kelia appeared, running with a terror that would wrench anyone's heart, screaming at Zos: "Protect my child! Stay with him!". Then, a colossal sound of cracking shook the very earth. Naz tried to muster his final strength, shouting: "Free—", but Ever cut his words short with mockery: "No chance for you... your dragons are of no use now".
Amidst the chaos, Zis began to vanish from existence. Below the mountain, Zos was sprinting with the fury of a lightning bolt. His long white tail swayed with magnificent power, his golden eyes reflecting the fading lights of Java. His golden-blonde hair flowed behind him like exquisite silken strands; each strand was perfectly separated with a breathtaking aesthetic, showcasing its pure radiance against the surrounding gloom. He vanished like lines of programming code, racing against death to prevent Ice from meeting his doom.
Naz raised his index finger like a gun barrel, firing a luminous spacetime shot. But Nova whispered coldly: "Tick-tock... woe to you, not mine. Your child will live as a lonely orphan just as I did. What a pity! Hahaha". The shot recoiled with brutal force toward the head of the defenseless Naz, who stood bound by age like an old man. Crimson blood spilled onto the salty ice of Java, washing the white earth with the purity of blood. His head fell from a staggering height—the man who never fought with his full strength, out of fear for his children.
Ever looked upon the scene with poisoned bitterness: "The life of a great inventor ends, but a traitor remains a traitor. You were a father, but work is work... isn't that right, Mother? Farewell to you; join your husband". He raised his hand toward the mountain, waving a cold goodbye, his features reflecting a madness of grandeur devoid of emotion. Suddenly, a massive explosion roared, and a droplet of blood flew through the air, landing on his face. He licked it with terrifying coldness, saying: "Your blood is delicious... Mother".