The Eye of Heavenly Dao had appeared because it detected a foreign soul invading the Shashwat Jagat. While this wasn't entirely unusual—foreign souls from other worlds occasionally slipped into Shashwat Jagat—it was rare for such an intrusion to involve a powerful soul.
Normally, these souls were weak and would be quickly assimilated into the world, becoming permanent residents. Stronger ones, however, were either blocked from entering or destroyed in the cycle of reincarnation.
But this time, the Eye sensed something different. This soul had bypassed the usual defenses and now posed a threat to the very fabric of the world. It had the potential to alter fate itself—and the fundamental laws that governed Shashwat Jagat.
As the Supreme Ruler of the world, the Heavenly Dao had no emotion, no desire. It was a consciousness created solely to maintain the rules and order that governed the world. As such, the foreign soul—Abhimanyu—had to be erased.
The arrival of the Eye of Heavenly Dao marked the beginning of a great catastrophe for Abhimanyu—one he was completely unaware of. Even if he could somehow grasp the danger he was in, there wasn't much he could do. After all, he was just a baby now. No matter how strong his soul was, he had no means of wielding it. It would take him some time before he would realize just how potent his soul truly was.
But the Eye of Heavenly Dao was far more powerful and thorough than the nine rulers. After scanning the Shashwat Jagat, it began its search of the lower dimension.
The Lower Dimension was vast and complex, filled with countless worlds. These worlds were ranked from lowest to highest: Small Worlds, Medium Worlds, Great Worlds, and Primordial Worlds.
Each category was defined by the world's spiritual energy, the quality of its resources, and the highest level of lifeforms that could be reached there.
The lower the rank, the more common the worlds. There were over a billion Small Worlds, fewer than ten million Medium Worlds, and just over a hundred thousand Great Worlds.
Primordial Worlds, on the other hand, were incredibly rare—fewer than a thousand existed across the entire Lower Dimension.
Alongside these were countless Mortal Planes. These worlds had no spiritual energy. Some had life, while others were completely barren, without even a trace of organized existence. A few of these Mortal Planes had once shown promise but failed to grow into even a Small World.
The Eye of Heavenly Dao took considerable time to scanning all the Small, Medium, and Great Worlds. Then, it turned its attention to the Heaven Will Worlds—the category to which The Trilok belonged.
A great and dangerous shift was approaching our protagonist, one that he was entirely unaware of.
As the Eye began to scan The Trilok, something unexpected happened.
Suddenly, the entire universe fell into an eerie silence.
All life across the dimensions—from the Heaven Will Worlds to the countless planes below—paused. In that moment, everything stopped. Every being, regardless of race, form, or power, looked upward.
Trillions upon trillions of beings, from the most advanced to the most primitive, all looked up to the same sight.
In the vast expanse above them, a young man dressed in purple robes appeared. He was not merely standing within the universe; he seemed to stand above it, beyond all boundaries. No matter where you were or what you were—whether you existed or not—everyone could see him.
Though his face was hidden, they all sensed his aura—his temperament—and, most notably, his eyes.
The young man radiated absolute freedom. He moved as if nothing could bind him, and no force could dictate his path. He lived by his own will—free to do what he pleased, whenever and however he desired.
In his eyes, one could glimpse the endless cycle of existence: birth, growth, and inevitable destruction. It was a beautiful yet terrifying truth of existence.
Then, as he appeared, a massive and terrifying eye materialized above all life.
Unlike the young man, who remained a mystery, the Eye was instantly recognized by every living creature. It was as if the very essence of its existence had been imprinted upon their minds.
This was the Eye of the Grand Dao.
Amid the boundless chaos of the universe lay countless Chaos Worlds, each ruled by its own Eye of Heavenly Dao —a manifestation of nature's will, entrusted with preserving order within its domain. Together, these worlds and their Eyes formed the vast Universe known as the Chaotic Universe.
The Eye that had just appeared is the Grand Dao the overseer of this entire Chaotic Universe.—its supreme ruler.
Yet, when it met the gaze of the young man, something ancient stirred within it—an emotion it hadn't experienced in eons: fear.
it was instinct. A reflex. The reaction of a lesser being in the presence of something vastly superior. Like ants confronted by a human, or humans before god.
In its near-infinite existence, the Eye of the Grand Dao had only felt this emotion a handful of times.