Beginning Of Multiverse Saga

Chapter 278: Ending The Tales Of Ravana Ramse King

Sharky took a slow step forward.

Flames coiled around his arms and legs, wrapping his body like a burning cloak.

His eyes didn’t blink. His face stayed calm.

Each step forward melted the very ground beneath him.

Ravana Ramse narrowed his eyes and raised both hands. "Stay back."

With a burst of energy, he summoned a glowing force field—an unbreakable barrier of layered molecules, designed to withstand even nuclear warheads.

But Sharky kept walking.

Ravana frowned. He extended a hand, telekinesis surged outward, wrapping around Sharky’s body, trying to lift him, bend him, crush him.

"Fall," Ravana commanded.

But Sharky didn’t move. Not even a single finger shifted.

"What...?" Ravana whispered, his control slipping.

He gritted his teeth and changed tactics.

Metal began to rise from the shattered temple ruins—shards, beams, columns.

They reshaped in the air, forming countless swords, sharp as razors, gleaming under the crackling sky.

With a shout, Ravana hurled them all toward Sharky.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Dozens... hundreds... filled the air.

But with a flick of his wrist, Sharky unleashed a torrent of fire.

A roaring wave of flame erupted from him like a living beast. Every sword was caught in its path—and in seconds, turned to ash.

Ravana gasped. He summoned walls of stone, spikes of energy, and giant wheels of spinning debris—but one by one, each attack vanished in the same blaze.

Nothing reached Sharky.

Everything that touched his flames was consumed—burned into nothingness.

In desperation, Ravana reshaped the battlefield itself—twisting the ground to build a tower around Sharky, trying to trap him in solid walls and concrete.

But even that failed.

Anything that touched Sharky’s body burned away instantly, as if the very world rejected the idea of caging him.

Chunks of steel, concrete, glass—none of them lasted more than a heartbeat.

And still... Sharky kept walking.

His steps never stopped. His fire never faded.

Everything in his path turned to ash.

Ravana stumbled backward, sweat gathering on his brow. He watched in disbelief as Sharky walked right up to the edge of his glowing force field.

"This shield... has protected me from planetary weapons," Ravana muttered. "You’re just—"

But before he could finish, Sharky raised his fist—surrounded by spiraling fire.

And then—

BOOM.

One single punch.

In one blinding instant—CRACK!

The barrier shattered like glass struck by lightning.

Sparks of broken energy scattered in the air before fading into nothing.

Ravana Ramse stood there—fully exposed, completely vulnerable.

For the first time, he looked like someone who had run out of options.

Sharky stepped forward, eyes glowing.

His voice was calm... but cutting like fire.

"You call yourself immortal. But to me... you’re not even an ant. Humans don’t kill ants unless provoked. And like them, I wouldn’t have acknowledged you, Ravana."

"But the moment you attacked Elira... you sealed your fate."

Ravana barely had time to react before Sharky grabbed his arms.

A surge of heat pulsed through his hands—melting them slowly.

They burned... then regenerated... then burned again—over and over.

It was unimaginable pain.

Ravana howled in agony, his body shaking as his limbs twisted between ash and flesh.

In desperation, he raised his head and opened a portal behind him.

A swirling gateway—his only chance to escape.

"You won’t escape," Sharky growled. "Ants stay ants—even when they fight. All they do is sting... and then they die."

He raised one hand—and a blast of fire ripped through the portal, incinerating it before Ravana could step through.

Then, with one sharp motion, Sharky poured more flame into Ravana’s arms.

The mutant screamed as his right hand turned to ash.

Then they left.

One after the other—gone.

The pain was too much.

The once-proud Destroyer fell to his knees—shaking, broken.

—

The others watched in silence:

Saba’s hands trembled.

Seorin’s lips parted in disbelief.

"Wh-who... who is he?" she whispered.

They all knew the name—Sharky, Elira’s husband.

But until now... none of them had seen what he could do.

Not like this.

Even Marcus Vale, who had seen countless wars, froze as he arrived—his eyes locked on Sharky’s glowing figure.

Alaric stood speechless.

Makazi, Kaito, Vodyan—none could speak.

They were all shocked, awestruck, and just a little afraid.

The battlefield had gone quiet.

Then, from behind them, another presence stepped forward.

Elira Frost. She moved through the smoke and rubble, her eyes calm but wide—locking onto her husband.

And in that moment, every gaze turned to the final two standing at the center:

Sharky Valor—a man on fire.

Ravana Ramse—a fallen god, brought to his knees.

The flames kept rising—roaring like a living force of judgment.

Ravana Ramse’s right leg cracked, split, and crumbled into ash.

Then his left leg followed—burned away by the unstoppable fire.

In just moments, only his upper body and head remained, hovering in the air, barely alive.

The ancient destroyer—the so-called Immortal—was now nothing more than a broken shell.

Tears streamed down his face. His voice shook with terror.

"Please... don’t kill me," Ravana begged, trembling. "I’ll serve you forever. I have powers—so many of them! I can enhance any Etherbon! You could gain so much from me... Just spare me!"

Sharky looked down at him with calm, blazing eyes.

His voice was firm—icy despite the fire around him.

"I don’t need a blue-skinned servant," he said. "And I’m not some weak Etherbon who craves stolen power."

His expression darkened.

"You didn’t attack me, Ravana. You attacked my wife. That alone sealed your fate."

Ravana gasped, trying to speak again—but Sharky stepped forward.

"You may think no one can harm them. You’re right. But even the attempt to do so is a death sentence."

Sharky raised his flaming hand.

"Even if someone reversed time to bring you back... I would hunt you down and end you again."

"Pray to whatever gods or demons you know... Because if I find you in the afterlife. I’ll burn you there too."

"And if you’re ever reborn—remember this day. Stay far away from me."

With those final words, Sharky clenched his fist—and Ravana Ramse’s head turned to ash.

Just like that, the 5,000-year-old destroyer, the most feared and powerful Etherbon of ancient times, was gone.

No body. No soul. No trace.

Not even the universe had time to realize the danger was over.

Because before Ravana could release chaos into the world.

He was reduced to nothing.

All that remained were scattered ashes—and the memory of his defeat... by Sharky Valor.

After the battle, Sharky walked over to the group—where Alaric, Marcus, Seorin, Saba, Makazi, Vodyan, and the others were gathered.

He smiled as he stopped near Seorin, gently ruffling her white hair with a playful grin.

"You’re beautiful. Nice to meet you," Sharky said with a teasing tone. "I’m Sharky Valor."

Seorin blinked, a little caught off guard. She huffed quietly and looked away, but didn’t stop him. A slight blush touched her cheeks.

The group watched the moment unfold in stunned silence.

Saba was the first to speak, turning to Alaric.

"Did you know he was this powerful from the beginning?" she asked, eyebrows raised.

"Elira never told us anything about his powers."

Alaric looked thoughtful, then slowly nodded.

"I don’t know much about him," he admitted. "Just a little."

He glanced at Marcus before continuing.

"Back in 1962, Marcus and I went to confront Elira. We were trying to get answers about Cyrus’s plan."

Everyone leaned in slightly, curious now.

"That’s when I first saw Sharky. He was with his wives—Sophia and Rosie. Elira tried to threaten us by taking Rosie hostage..."

Marcus looked a bit ashamed, remembering that moment.

"But then we found out—Sophia had teleportation powers. She and Elira vanished instantly, taking Rosie somewhere safe."

From the back, Makazi rubbed his shoulder and asked,

"Then what happened?"

"After that, I didn’t see Sharky again... not in person. When Marcus attacked Velmora with missiles... someone stopped it. A strange gas appeared and disintegrated all the warheads mid-air."

"That was him. I’m sure of it."

Everyone grew quiet, processing the truth.

Even Vodyan’s expression turned serious.

Makazi crossed his arms, muttering, "No wonder he handled all of us like it was nothing."

"That’s all I know about Sharky," Alaric finished, looking at Saba.

"If you want to know more... you’ll have to ask Elira."

Saba nodded slowly, still trying to process everything she had just heard from Alaric. Her eyes were quietly observing Sharky, trying to understand the man who had changed everything so quickly.

But Sharky had noticed. With a soft smile, he suddenly appeared right in front of her, startling her slightly.

"Since you’re curious about me," he said warmly, "why not experience it for yourself?"

Saba blinked, confused.

"What... what do you mean by that?" she asked, looking up at him.

Instead of answering directly, Sharky pulled out two flowers, no one could tell from where.

He turned toward Saba and Seorin, and proposed to them.

"Will you marry me?"

Hearing it, everyone was shocked, they didn’t even think this was going to happen.

Alaric’s mouth fell open.

Makazi’s eyes went wide.

Vodyan muttered, "Wait, what?"

Only Elira is normal, she already knew how her husband was. And she knew what he was going to do.

Saba’s eyes widened in shock. Her face turned red. "W-What are you saying?!" she stammered, taking a step back.

Even Seorin, usually calm and bold, froze in place. Her cheeks flushed pink.

"I... I didn’t think about anything like this," she said, her voice suddenly became shy.

Sharky looked towards Seorin, and said, "Then think about it."

Seorin let out a small breath of relief, thinking maybe it wasn’t serious.

But then Sharky added, "I’ll give you five minutes."

"Only five minutes?!" Seorin gasped, shocked again. "Who asks someone to marry them and gives just five minutes to think about it?!"

Sharky just chuckled softly, "Yeah, you have only five minutes."

Saba and Seorin stared at each other, their hearts pounding.

They even started thinking this is the most difficult decision in their lives.

Running the Council, fighting with villains, and even confronting Ravana was not as difficult as this decision.

Sharky glanced at his watch, then smiled and said calmly, "Okay. Time’s up."

Saba and Seorin’s eyes widened.

"What?! How did five minutes go by so fast?!" "That wasn’t even fair!" they both protested at once, equally confused and flustered.

But Sharky just grinned.

"So... what’s your decision?" he asked, looking between the two.

Saba’s heart raced. She glanced at Sharky, and noticed his calm eyes, strong presence, and unmatched power. He’s brave... kind of charming too... and insanely strong... thinking of this, her cheeks turned pink.

Seorin crossed her arms, thinking hard. He’s bold. Confidence. Ridiculous... but still... She bit her lip, unsure of her own thoughts.

But before either of them could answer—

CLICK!

Sharky raised his hands, and with a flash of glowing power, his skin shimmered like crystal. He activated his Diamondbody ability, merging it with his Tech-Grade powers.

Right before their eyes, he forged two beautiful diamond rings, crafted from pure energy and solidified into elegant, radiant bands.

Then, without warning, he gently took Saba’s hand in one of his and Seorin’s hand in the other.

"Whether you’ve decided or not," he said with a smirk, "You’ll have all the time in the world to think it over."

"Because from now on... you’re both my wives."

Before they could even speak—

He smoothly slid the rings onto their fingers.

Saba gasped, looking down at the glowing diamond.

Seorin blinked, her mouth slightly open in shock.

"W-What?! You... you can’t just do that!"

"You—you didn’t even wait for our answers!" they both stammered, completely flustered.

Sharky simply winked.

"True. But you didn’t say no either."

Saba’s face turned completely red.

Seorin’s hands went to her hips, but even she couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at her lips.

Everyone else?

Dead silent.

Sharky gently wrapped his arms around Saba and Seorin, pulling them close with a confident smile.

They were both still blushing, and became stunned when he pulled them.

Elira stepped up beside him, slipping her hand around his arm with a knowing look.

A swirling portal of deep purple light opened in front of them, glowing with magical energy.

Without hesitation, Sharky stepped forward, leading the three women with him.

"Let’s go."

The rest of the Council stood frozen in place, jaws dropped.

"Did that just happen...?" Vodyan muttered.

Makazi scratched his head. "He really just took two of them with him... like that?"

Alaric sighed deeply, rubbing his temples.