Cosmic Lord: The Error Awakens
Chapter 90: The Colossus Awakens

Chapter 90: The Colossus Awakens

The eighty-fourth dawn bathed Kael El’s Ashen Empire in a radiant golden sheen, the 10,906 square kilometers of his Territory Level 5 dominion vibrating with newfound strength. The capital city stood at 320 buildings, bone steel and golden turrets piercing the sky as 2,688,000 subjects marveled at the Golden Colossus—its hundred-meter frame now complete, towering over the plaza, gold steel gleaming, core pulsing with violet-gold light. Kael stood at its base, Stormforged Blade in hand, its shard-pommel humming in sync with the giant’s heartbeat. EX: Dragonflame Reaver glowed at his hip, and Stormhide Armor clad him, its scars catching the morning sun. His flirty smirk danced across his lips, a cool dominance radiating as he flexed EX: Gold Dominion, golden veins threading the cobblestones beneath his boots.

Day 84. Myra’s breaking, the Colossus stands—let’s hear it roar. His dark eyes gleamed with unwavering confidence, pride a molten core beneath his chill exterior. Two-point-seven million souls, 10,906 square kilometers, Territory Level 5’s my crown—coalition’s got a new shadow to fear. The Nexus thrummed through the air: "Kael’s 74, gold ascends!" He winked at the sky, voice low. Ascend? I dominate.

"Day 84: Post-Peace Period. Territory Level: 5 – Commanding Lord. Territory Size: 10,906 sq. km. Population: 2,688,000 Subjects. Food Stock: 16 Days. Resource Yield: +100% (Lv. 5 Bonus) + 100% (SSS: Resource Lord). Resources: 1,440,000/1,000,000 for Lv. 5 Completion – Excess Banked: 50,000. Summon Limit: 20/Day. Territory Lv. 6 Conditions: Reach Level 105, Continental Empire (500+ buildings) [320/500], Defeat 100,000-stat Entity [Not Met], 5,000,000 Resources [1,440,000/5M], 250,000 Gold/Month [195,000/250,000], Army of 10,000 Elite [2,500/10,000], Build World Wonder [Completed: Golden Colossus]."

"Lord Nexus Leaderboard: 1. Kael El (74), 2. Myra (64), 3. Lyra (63), 4. Gavrin (61), 5. Sylth (60), 6. Elynn (59), 7. Jorr (57), 8. Kalia (56), 9. Zane (55), 10. Taryn (54)."

Kael tapped the Colossus’s base, shard-pommel singing as he eyed its towering form—arms raised, gold steel skin shimmering, core glowing like a trapped star. "Level 74, first place," he murmured, voice teasing but firm. "Myra’s 64, 50,000 left—Lyra’s 63, 50,000 too. Colossus is up—coalition’s trembling." Yesterday’s forge work lingered—Myra’s crystal cores cracked open, SSS: Crystal Lord mimicking Nexus energy, his blood outshining it. Now, the Colossus stood, a World Wonder complete.

Thora stomped up, hammer slung over her shoulder, gold dust thick on her grin. "Lord! It’s alive—core’s set, shell’s sealed. Hundred meters, Nexus crystal laced with your shard’s song. Boosts morale—subjects are roaring—elite doubled to 5,000 overnight. Myra’s 64, 50,000—she’ll see this from 1,500 kilometers."

Kael’s grin widened, spinning the Stormforged Blade, shard humming louder. "5,000 elite—Myra’s towers’ll crack under that. Shard’s song sparked it—Empress tech, huh?" He stepped back as the Colossus’s core pulsed—a violet-gold wave rippling out, shaking the plaza, a low hum rising. The shard jolted, vision flickering: the Empress, golden armor cracked, facing a glitching void. "The Error stirs... dominion wakes it..." Her voice faded, and a Nexus pulse echoed: "World Wonder Activated: Golden Colossus. Elite doubled, morale +50%, Nexus resonance detected."

Kael blinked back, smirking sharper. "Resonance—’The Error’ likes my giant. Lena!" He turned as she approached, map glowing.

"Lord," Lena said, voice calm but sharp. "Buildings hit 330 this morning—forges tripled shifts. Resources at 1,460,000—yield added 20,000. Gold’s at 200,000 monthly—taxes bumped it. Colossus took nothing today—complete at 320."

Kael winked, tapping the shard. "330’s a surge—push to 340 by dusk, bank 70,000. Myra’s 64, 50,000—Colossus says I’m 74 and untouchable. That pulse—Nexus tied to ’The Error’—thoughts?"

Lena’s eyes narrowed, scribbling. "Nexus resonance—Myra’s cores glowed the same. Your shard, her SSS: Crystal Lord, now this—Empress built it all. ’The Error’ stirring—Level 100’s the trigger, your blood’s the key."

Veyna strode in, bow taut, wolves pacing. "Lord, wolves hit 1,500 kilometers—Myra’s 50,000’s moving, 80,000 now, 1,400 east. Crystal towers rebuilding—violet-gold, desperate. Sylth’s shadow’s thicker, 1,600 out—Lyra’s 50,000, 1,300 east, quiet."

Kael’s grin turned predatory, blade spinning. "80,000—Myra’s 64, scrambling after 200,000’s ash. Sylth’s 60, lurking—coalition’s last gasp. Drayce, elite?"

Drayce joined, glaive gleaming. "5,000 gold-clad—Colossus doubled ’em, ready to roll. Myra’s 80,000’s glass—hit ’em now."

Kael laughed, deep and rolling. "Soon—eyes first. Thora, Colossus perks?" He tapped the giant’s base, core pulsing again.

Thora grinned, hammer swinging. "Morale’s sky-high—subjects’ll fight harder. Elite at 5,000—doubles again in a week, 10,000 for Level 6. That pulse—Nexus energy, shard’s waking it. Myra’s 64’ll choke seeing this."

Kael nodded, shard humming in sync. "10,000 elite—coalition’s done. Prophecy’s ’The Error’—stirs at 100, tied to dominion. My blood ate her curse, sparked this—Empress’s game’s unraveling." He turned to the harem, voice a teasing drawl. "Ladies, 2.7 million souls, 10,906 square kilometers, 1,460,000 resources, Level 74—Colossus stands, Myra’s 64, 80,000 desperate. Thoughts?"

Elys sparked, grinning. "You’re a titan, Kael—Colossus blinds ’em. Myra’s 80,000’s toast—hit ’em."

Rhea’s flames danced, voice soft. "Toast, but careful—Nexus pulse, ’The Error’—it’s your blood, not just the giant."

Veyna notched an arrow, smirking. "Blood or giant, 80,000’s prey—Sylth’s shadow’s next. Stalk ’em both."

Kael’s grin sharpened, predatory. "Titan, toast, stalk—my beat. Lena, bank it—Thora, guard it—Veyna, hunt it—Drayce, sharpen it. Myra’s 64’s flailing—I’ll snap her neck." He stepped to the Colossus’s feet, shard alive, its core pulsing a second wave—stronger, shaking the ground, subjects cheering louder.

Lena scribbled, voice steady. "1,460,000’s solid—340 by dusk, 70,000 banked. Food’s 16 days—yield’s soon. Pulse—Nexus knows you’re 74, climbing."

Drayce grunted, glaive tapping. "5,000’s a hammer—80,000’s nothing. Myra’s last stand—let’s end it."

Veyna strung her bow, sharp. "End’s close—wolves say she’s frantic, towers rushing. Sylth’s shadow’s creeping—two fronts."

Kael paced the plaza, shard singing, the Colossus towering overhead. "Two fronts, one storm—me. Myra’s 80,000’s her coffin—Sylth’s 60’ll follow." He gripped the blade, shard jolting again—vision: the Empress, weaving violet-gold into a lattice, void glitching closer. "Dominion wakes it..." He smirked, back in the present, gold veins pulsing in the ground. "Wake all you want—I’m the one stirring."

The day marched on, forges thundering as 331, 335, 338 buildings rose, the Colossus’s presence fueling the pace—hundred meters tall, core glowing brighter. Resources hit 1,480,000 with daily yield, 50,000 banked by afternoon. Kael stood amid the bustle, shard humming, watching subjects cheer the giant. The Empress’s cage, Myra’s desperation, his blood—threads tightening. He spun the blade, grinning. "Build your towers, Myra—I’ll bury you under mine."

By dusk, 340 buildings stood, resources at 1,490,000, gold steady at 200,000 monthly, 70,000 banked. Lena joined him, map in hand. "340, Lord—Colossus’s done, Myra’s moving. Pulse says ’The Error’s’ near—your play?"

Kael winked, shard glowing. "Play’s me—74’s the blade, Colossus the fist. Myra’s 64’s last dance—coalition’s curtain falls."

Thora shouted from the forge, hammer raised. "It’s alive, Lord—stands forever!"

Kael laughed, blade humming. "Forever’s my mark—Myra’s next to feel it."