This is not just a story—it is a legend.
A tale of how a boy became a true hero.
A journey where infinite possibilities exist,
Where the unknown is symbolized by a single letter: X.
X is the power of potential.
X is what we do not yet understand.
X is the impossible made real through one force: willpower.
This is the story of how that X—the unknown—was conquered.
How one's will became the possibility of X…
And how that will, multiplied, grew into something unimaginable.
But before you begin to wonder who I am,
Let me tell you this—
> I am the narrator of this legendary saga.
I have seen it all—every path, every truth, every fall and rise.
Yet I shall remain silent.
You may see me in different forms along the way,
Helping the one chosen to carry this infinite power.
But I do not lead—I watch, and sometimes… I guide.
The truth is, the future is not fixed.
It depends on the present.
And the present… is built by how we learn from our past.
This is not merely a tale of good and evil.
It's about breaking that ancient cycle.
It's about forging a new one—
One where peace may finally rise above the chaos of war and hatred.
Even if peace cannot yet be achieved,
This story will show the way to do so.
But to understand the present,
And to see the future,
First…
You must know the past.
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THE PAST
In the beginning, there was nothing.
And from that nothingness emerged a being of pure energy,
Shapeless, eternal, divine—
The absolute creator, existing beyond space and time.
Wishing to fill the void, the Creator formed five primal gods:
The God of Creation
The God of Order
The God of Destruction
The God of Space
The God of Time
Equal in strength, they were made so that none could dominate.
Together, they began shaping existence—the cosmos.
The first three gods birthed two opposing races:
The Gods, embodiments of structure and light
The Demons, beings born of chaos and freedom
And from their combined will, they created the Seven Wise Lords,
Beings without combat power, but bearers of knowledge and evolution.
To protect them, the gods stood as their guardians.
Meanwhile, the Gods of Space and Time forged the nine universes,
Divided into three tiers:
Upper Verses (Universes 1–3): The divine, the flawless
Middle Verses (Universes 4–6): Strong, but balanced
Lower Verses (Universes 7–9): Imperfect, yet adaptive
But there was one unpaired universe,
One that evolved exponentially—
Changing faster than any other, learning, growing… adapting.
It became the centerpoint of the cosmos—the wild card.
At the core of all creation, the gods built the
Heavenly Garden of Lights,
A sacred domain beyond limits, where all species and flowers bloomed.
At its center stood the Flower of Lieness,
A divine blossom that could sense lies.
They built their Quntial Palace above the vast
Sea of Cosmos,
A mysterious ocean of unknown power, left behind by the Creator himself.
Within its depths lay relics, energies, and secrets
designed to maintain balance between the upper and lower verses.
Over time, the gods assumed the Sea was their own creation,
Since its energy felt like their own.
They decided to distribute its relics to other beings—
A gesture to maintain peace throughout the cosmos.
As more beings emerged—demi-gods, dark beasts, heavenly servants—
And knowledge spread across mortal realms,
Peace reigned.
For a while.
But as always, peace is temporary.
Greed slowly took root.
Jealousy sparked.
Power began to corrupt.
Eventually…
War consumed everything—
A war so devastating, the Creator himself erased the cosmos and began anew.
He tried again.
And again.
And again.
Each time, the gods granted power to a different realm:
First the upper verses, then the middle, then the lower…
But no matter where the power went, the same pattern emerged:
> Peace.
Greed.
War.
Annihilation.
Until finally—
The Creator gave power to the exponentially evolving universe.
And this time, peace lasted longer than ever before.
But not forever.
In the end, conflict returned.
Two great beings—one light, one dark—rose from opposite sides.
Neither wanted war.
Yet both were forced to fight,
Sacrificing everything to preserve a fragile peace in the mortal realm.
Their deaths, though tragic, gave the Creator hope.
This time, he decided to do more.
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He reincarnated the two powerful souls—
Stripping them of their memories,
Allowing them to walk different paths,
But with the same essence as before.
Then, he chose one being—
A watcher, a guardian, a narrator of truth—
Who would know what had been, what is, and what could be.
And finally, the Creator changed the rules.
He no longer gave power freely.
He hid it.
Power now had to be earned, not received.
Only those with an unshakable will
Could reach it.
He created the Element of Will—a force known only as Element X.
It cannot be passed down.
It cannot be stolen.
It can only be awakened…
By one who dares to believe beyond the limits.
Thus, a new story began.
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THE PRESENT
Now begins the tale of a boy named Ken.
He doesn't know it yet,
But he lives in the universe chosen by the Creator himself.
A place where power grows with the spirit,
Where trials shape destiny,
And where Element X still waits to be claimed.
The journey has not begun.
But soon, Ken will awaken.
And when he does…
The cycle may finally break.
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THE FUN PART
Narrator:
Reader, after all that deep lore, don't worry—this story isn't just one long myth dump.
Though… the writer does only update on Sundays.
Author:
HEY! Who are you calling lazy? I literally created your entire existence.
Narrator:
Yeah, yeah… But really—how do you come up with this stuff?
Author:
In the washroom. That's where the best ideas hit.
Narrator:
Unbelievable. You're telling me I, the narrator of a cosmic legend, was born in the toilet?
Author:
Exactly. And for that attitude, I was this close to making you the main character. But nope.
You're staying the narrator.
Narrator:
...Fair enough. I'll just hope the readers enjoy the story.
Author:
If they've made it this far,
Then the legend has already begun.
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The saga of Element X… begins now.