The night deepened as Aloysius made his way along the winding path toward the place known as the 'Origin Remnant' the core of the fallen gods' power, where the most potent and dangerous radiation gathered. According to legend, this was where the gods' strength still burned, waiting to be claimed.
Every step grew heavier. The cold wind carried scents of metal and dust, reminding him of millions of souls crushed for this power. His body trembled, struggling against the intensifying radiation, but there was no turning back.
From the shadows, Ordo Abyss troops moved swiftly, setting traps and weapons designed to extract limitless divine energy. They were no ordinary foes they threatened the very balance of the world.
Aloysius drew a deep breath, gathering lightning and shadow energy within himself, preparing for the final battle that would decide the fate of the world and his soul.
In the dark night, there were only two choices: master the power or be destroyed beneath its shadow.