CHROMA ARENA

CHAPTER 1: THE SUMMONING GATE The CHROMA Arena didn’t announce itself with mystique or ritual. It hit Rael with its scale the moment he crossed the threshold. A hollowed star‑core stretched around him, a chamber so vast the ceiling vanished into darkness. The walls were carved with gouges left by creatures powerful enough to tear …

CHROMA

The CHROMA arena did not vibrate; it sang a single, discordant note that hollowed out the air. Rael stood at the intersection of the Prime Axiom, his existence a smudge of static against the blinding, geometric perfection of the walls. The Arbiter did not move to intercept. It merely adjusted its configuration, its crystalline lattice …