Long before the universe was born, there existed an ancient plane—a realm so vast and unfathomable that its creations defied comprehension.
Here, gods of unimaginable strength reigned supreme, their power shaping a world filled with thriving, intricate life. Yet, this was no paradise. It was a crucible of endless war. A battleground where destruction was the only constant.
This forgotten age is the foundation of all we know, the ashes from which our universe was born. And yet, its echoes remain…
"This isn't what you imagined, is it? ...No. I can see it now-the despair etched into your face. This isn't how you thought it would end, is it?"
The voice grew sharper.
"Everything you fought for... everything you were... it's all gone. And now, What will you do, Takagi Akuma?"
Slowly, Takagi raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a power ancient and boundless as the drums of destruction signaled the beginning of the end.