Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 443: Shiva, Poseidon - The Three Nobles

Chapter 443: Shiva, Poseidon – The Three Nobles

With Drake’s mindset becoming more and more tyrannical, the triplets had also reached the point each of them dreaded for the past thousand years.

On the Heaven world the three continents had come to a complete collision, only leaving a small area in the center of the world.

Riyan stood alone on the peak of Mount Kailash, the highest point of his continent.

The wind howled around him, carrying the scent of eternal snow,

From this vantage, he could see light-years away — the boundaries where the other two continents met his own in a violent, grinding collision.

Eternity, Infinity, and Finality were no longer moving for a head on collision…. the moment each of them reached Peak Star Union….

They began clashing; however, it wasn’t to destroy or kill.

It was more like each power was vying for supremacy.

The impact zone had formed a massive, bubble-like arena — a spherical domain of distorted space where the three powers pressed against one another, creating a neutral ground that only the three of them could enter.

This was the place they would meet.

Riyan’s eyes were calm but heavy as he stared at the distant collision point.

Behind him, soft footsteps drew closer.

A young boy — appearing no older than twelve — ascended the last steps of the sacred mountain. His pale skin, black hair, and three eyes shimmering with a quiet divine light gave him an otherworldly presence.

This was Shiva, a child born among the many who followed Riyan. Yet there was something different about him… Shiva possessed an Origin Star, a rarity that prompted Riyan to take him under his wing.

Shiva stopped a respectful distance away and bowed.

“Lord Riyan.”

Riyan didn’t turn immediately, keeping his gaze remained fixed on the horizon.

After a long moment, he spoke, his voice low and vague, carrying the weight of someone who had already accepted what was coming.

“Shiva,” He said, “No matter what happens… you must take good care of Mount Kailash.”

Shiva lifted his head, three eyes reflecting his confusion.

“Of course, Lord Riyan….” He muttered, “Mount Kaliash is my home…. our Eternal Sanctuary, I will guard it with my life.”

Riyan finally turned, placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder.

“Good,” he said as a smile formed onto his face. “This mountain… it’s more than an Eternal Sanctuary….”

“Mount Kaliash, from this day onward will provide you a boost to your cultivation for the rest of Eternity.”

Shiva stood their rooted in place, those words… were utterly shocking to say the least. However, before he could respond, Riyan simply faded away.

——

Rye appeared above the vast ocean of the Southern Continent and judging by his furrowed brows, he too was preparing to leave behind over one thousand years’ worth of work.

Below him floated the grand, ever-expanding city of Atlantis.

“Hopefully, my endless growth was enough.” He muttered as he descended from the skeis.

A young boy with sea-blue hair and eyes like deep ocean trenches stood on the highest tower, looking up as Rye descended.

This was Poseidon — much like Shiva, he was born within the Domain of Rye and had the only Origin Star.

Rye landed lightly in front of him, his presence causing the waves below to calm instantly.

Poseidon bowed deeply.

“Lord Rye.”

Rye looked out over the sprawling, living city for a long moment before speaking.

“Poseidon…” He said, “Never forget, Atlantis… it is meant to be the greatest civilization under the one civilization before all.”

He then flashed a genuine smile, “No matter what happens, protect it well. Because from this day forward, you will be the ruler of these people of the ever-expanding civilization.”

Poseidon’s eyes widened, but he didn’t question it.

He simply bowed deeper.

“I will guard and guide them as you command, my lord.”

With those final words, Rye didn’t respond… as there was nothing left to say.

So, he simply faded away, leaving Poseidon standing alone on the tower, staring out over the ever-expanding Atlantis with newfound resolve.

——

At the very center of the Heaven World, Rita had already been waiting rather than staying in her domain.

Unlike the others, she didn’t have anyone to designate as a ruler or guardian of Elysium. However, that wouldn’t matter… as she would leave it to fate.

She floated silently in a sleek black battle dress that hugged her slender frame, two short swords hovering behind her shoulders like loyal guardians.

Her long black hair drifted gently in the divine winds of Heaven, and her eyes remained closed, serene yet heavy with the weight of Finality.

The moment Riyan and Rye appeared, her eyes opened.

The three siblings faced each other in the heart of the collision zone — a spherical arena formed by the meeting of their three continents.

The space around them crackled with raw power: golden light from Eternity, Blue light from Infinity, and deep black from Finality.

Riyan stood tall and broad, his presence like an unyielding mountain.

Rye hovered, his aura crackling with boundless energy.

Rita’s gaze was calm, almost gentle, but carried the finality of an ending that had already been decided.

They stayed silent for a moment, each gaze carrying something far more turbulent.

This wasn’t a fight to the death, but a struggle to find harmony through dominance. And it all came down to one question:

Which would prove the strongest anchor of the bond—Eternity, Infinity, or Finality?

Riyan spoke first, his voice deep and steady as he summoned

“I guess it’s time for our paths to converge, huh.”

Rye forced a smile as a trident appeared in right hand.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Rita’s lips curved into the faintest smile, and instead of speaking, the three siblings raised their hands in perfect unison.

Before they even moved, they exchanged their final words together, voices blending as one.

“Always,” they said as their forms began to fade, “and forever.”

HUMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

With that, each vanished in an instant, only to reappear with a deafening….

BOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!!!

In the center of the arena they collided—dual short swords clashing against a trident and fists, but it was more than just weapons meeting.

It was as if Finality, Infinity, and Eternity themselves had converged.

And in that instant, the very fabric of the Heaven world shuddered, fracturing and tearing apart under the sheer force of their reunion.