Auxiliary Chapter 3: OBLIVION
Long before gods ruled the heavens...
Long before demons built their empires...
Long before the first stars illuminated the darkness...
There was only silence.
Endless.
Eternal.
Absolute.
Then, something emerged.
Not a god.
Not a demon.
Not a dragon.
Not even a living being.
It was a force.
A concept.
A law older than existence itself.
OBLIVION.
It was neither good nor evil.
It did not create.
It did not destroy.
It merely observed.
For countless ages, it watched reality expand.
Worlds were born.
Stars ignited.
Civilizations rose.
Empires fell.
Entire races appeared and vanished.
Yet OBLIVION remained unchanged.
Watching.
Waiting.
Learning.
Until one day...
It discovered a flaw.
A flaw hidden within creation itself.
Everything possessed limits.
Gods possessed limits.
Demons possessed limits.
Angels possessed limits.
Even the universe possessed limits.
Only OBLIVION did not.
For the first time, the ancient force became curious.
What would happen if something without limits existed within creation?
The question captivated it.
And so...
For the first time in eternity...
OBLIVION acted.
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Across countless ages, it observed billions of lives.
Kings.
Saints.
Conquerors.
Heroes.
Monsters.
Yet none were suitable.
The weak broke under pressure.
The powerful became arrogant.
The kind were easily manipulated.
The ruthless lost themselves to madness.
Every candidate failed.
So OBLIVION continued waiting.
Thousands of years passed.
Then millions.
Then billions.
Still it waited.
Searching.
Watching.
Judging.
Until it found him.
A young orphan named Fenrir Endarth.
By every measurable standard, he was ordinary.
No divine talent.
No discernible noble bloodline.
No supernatural gifts.
Nothing remarkable.
Yet OBLIVION saw something no one else could.
Despite endless suffering...
Fenrir remained kind.
Despite betrayal...
He still trusted others.
Despite losing everything...
He continued moving forward.
The universe regarded such traits as weakness.
OBLIVION disagreed.
Because true strength was not power.
It was endurance.
And Fenrir possessed more endurance than kings, gods, and immortals combined.
For the first time in eternity...
OBLIVION chose a host.
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Yet even OBLIVION did not know the full truth.
When it reached toward Fenrir's soul...
It discovered something impossible.
A seal.
Ancient.
Perfect.
Unbreakable.
A seal capable of deceiving fate itself.
Within that seal slept a bloodline.
The final bloodline of the Alpha Sovereigns.
The last pure-blooded God Devourer.
OBLIVION was surprised.
For perhaps the first time since the beginning of existence...
It encountered something unexpected.
But there was more.
Far more.
Beneath the God Devourer bloodline...
Something else slept.
Something hidden even deeper.
Something older.
Something that should not exist.
Even OBLIVION could not fully comprehend it.
The moment it touched that presence...
Reality itself trembled.
Entire dimensions shook.
Ancient beings opened their eyes.
Forgotten entities stirred within the void.
And a single thought echoed throughout existence.
Fear.
Not fear from mortals.
Not fear from gods.
Fear from reality itself.
Whatever slept inside Fenrir...
Was not meant to awaken.
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Years later...
On the night of Fenrir's betrayal...
OBLIVION finally made its move.
As his body lay broken within the alley...
As hatred and despair threatened to consume him...
The ancient force descended.
Not as a savior.
Not as a master.
But as a catalyst.
The seal shattered.
The bloodline awakened.
The System activated.
And OBLIVION spoke.
[Host Confirmed.]
[Genetic Compatibility: Absolute.]
[Bloodline Synchronization: Successful.]
[Beginning Evolution Sequence.]
For a brief moment...
The entire universe froze.
Stars dimmed.
Divine realms trembled.
Ancient monsters awoke from slumber.
Even the heavens sensed that something impossible had occurred.
Yet no one understood why.
No one knew what had awakened.
No one knew where it had happened.
Only OBLIVION understood.
And even it could no longer predict the future.
Because the moment Fenrir Endarth accepted OBLIVION...
Destiny ceased to exist.
The future fragmented.
Infinite possibilities emerged.
For the first time since the dawn of creation...
The universe had lost control of its own fate.
And somewhere beyond reality...
A voice echoed through the darkness.
A voice that sounded strangely amused.
"Interesting."
"Let's see how far you can evolve, little monster."
The voice faded.
OBLIVION remained silent.
And the journey of the God-Devouring Abomination truly began.