They say the gods' roamings in their immortal realm predate this mortal world, their divine existence stretching back to an era before life ever stirred in the primordial chaos of this planet.
Their realm, a boundless expanse of shimmering ether and celestial fire, existed in eternal splendor long before the first spark of mortal life flickered into being. The gods' mana-filled LAWS—absolute, unyielding, and woven into the very fabric of reality—governed existence itself.
These were not mere rules but cosmic mandates, pulsing with the raw essence of creation, their authority unquestioned and their origins lost to the mists of eternity.
It was a thought that gnawed at Atlas's mind as he sat in the dim glow of his study, the weight of ancient truths pressing against his mortal understanding.
