The skies above Kai's inner universe shimmered with golden constellations, pulsing with divine energy. Then, a singular phenomenon swept across every corner of his vast world—beasts looked skyward, elemental winds stilled, and civilizations fell silent.
A celestial decree echoed across all lands, etched in stars, thunder, and thought:
> "Let it be known! With the end of the Primordial War and the dawn of unity, the time has come—
The Tournament of Eras shall commence in 100 cycles.
All races, all champions, all gods-born and war-forged—prepare.
For glory, for dominion, and for the right to ascend."
The voice was Kai's, though he had not yet spoken it.
It was his Will, subconsciously triggered by the sheer balance restored after the war's end. The world was aligning itself around its creator.
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A World in Motion
In the newly founded capital city of Unirion, built atop the battleground where the Primordial War ended, emissaries from every race had gathered. Giant towers inscribed with divine sigils floated above the city's center—each marked with the emblem of a dominant race.
The once-warring races now watched each other with wary eyes.
The Dragon Sovereigns sharpened their talons in the volcanic isles.
The High Elves meditated under star-forged trees.
The Inspector race, cold and logical, began analyzing tournament patterns from prior ages.
The Seraphim, glowing with divine light, prepared songs of judgment and flame.
The Supreme Demons, in the abyssal depths, laughed—delighting at the chaos to come.
Even among the humans, the tension brewed:
The High Human Progenitor spoke of honor and unification.
The Prime Human Progenitor whispered of forging a new empire.
The Chaos Human Progenitor simply grinned, watching the others bicker, his eyes swirling with madness and potential.
They would each select champions to represent their factions in the Era Tournament—a sacred combat trial said to determine divine favor, world authority, and even a chance to meet their Creator.
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In the celestial Palace
Kai floated above his inner world within his divine palace, arms folded behind his back.
His expression unreadable.
Ema stood beside him, arms crossed.
"They're already preparing. Even the Dragon Lord began mobilizing his kin," she said, tilting her head. "You barely announced it."
Kai smirked faintly. "I didn't. The universe did it for me."
He opened his status panel, briefly curious.
> [Name]: Kai
[Race]: Origin-Grade Entity
[Stat Synchronization]: Linked to Inner Universe Stability
Strength: 12,000
Agility: 11,950
Defense: 12,300
Intelligence: 13,000
Soul Depth: 15,200
Faith Resonance: 20,000
Titles: World Creator, War Ender, Sovereign of Unity
Abilities: [Time Sovereign], [Faith Absorption], [Soul Link: Inner Civilization], [Minor Omnipotent], [Minor Omniscient]
Influence: Spread across 7 Continents, 9 Divine Realms
His strength had grown absurd—but he didn't feel it in the same way normal beings did.
Ema leaned forward and whispered, "The tournament is going to test them… and you."
Kai nodded.
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Elsewhere — In the Mortal World
Back on Earth, a storm was brewing in the Awakened world. The Council of Bloodlines had caught wind of new movements from rogue awakeners. The Obsidian Order had gone silent.
And inside Silver Academy, Sophie Silver sat quietly during class—but her gaze burned with questions.
> "Kai… you're not just awakened, are you?"
She clenched her fists.
> "You vanished that night. Elren Voss is still missing. And I wasn't the only one watching."
Inside the divine observatory, suspended above the skies of Kai's inner universe, stars drifted lazily in orbits crafted by his Will.
Kai sat alone on a floating throne of crystalized faith, eyes scanning glowing ethereal screens, each displaying data from his creation.
It was time to assess.
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[CIVILIZATION CORE STATS]
> Era: Tournament Era
Total Population: 900,034,118
Racial Distribution:
Humans: 270 million
Dragons: 110 million
Elves (High and Moonborn): 85 million
Beastkin: 120 million
Demons: 80 million
Seraphim: 60 million
Inspectors: 55 million
Other: 120 million
Military Strength: 94/100
Arcane Knowledge: 89/100
Spiritual Harmony: 83/100
Cultural Evolution: 77/100
> World Stability: Unified under Divine Mandate
Progenitor Influence: Balanced (No dominant lineage)
Omniversal Interference: Minimal
Last Event: Primordial War Ended
Current Event: Tournament of Eras — Cycle 1 of 100
Kai whistled low.
"They're evolving much faster than I expected," he muttered.
Behind him, Ema appeared in a shimmer of starlight.
"They were literally woven by the essence of your bloodline and
The inner universe's so this level of advancement should be
be expected "
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Divine Arena – Day 0
The Tournament Grounds were unlike anything mortals had seen.
A celestial stadium large enough to seat entire continents stretched across the skies. Floating islands orbited its core, each designated for a specific race. Arcane glyphs shimmered like veins beneath the floor, humming with power.
On one side of the arena, 9 thrones stood tall.
Each throne represented a Progenitor.
The High Human Progenitor, regal and composed.
The Prime Human Progenitor, armored like a warlord.
The Chaos Human Progenitor, lounging like a bored god.
The Dragon Matriarch, her eyes burning like suns.
The Firstborn Elf, glowing with age and wisdom.
The Demon Prince, grinning with malice.
The Seraphim Elder, wings folded in silent judgment.
The Beastkin Alpha, surrounded by spectral beasts.
The Inspector Prime, calculating, still.
And above them all, unseen yet all-seeing—Kai watched.
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The Call to Glory
A blinding light burst into the center of the arena.
A voice spoke—not in sound, but in truth:
> "Let the Tournament of Eras commence."
"Let champions rise—those who wish to shape this universe… come forth."
Gates opened across the nine sectors.
From each, champions stepped forward.
Some with burning wings.
Some with swords that sang.
Some with minds that bent space itself.
Some… with origin sparks not even they understood.
The world roared.
The divine smiled.
And Kai—he leaned forward slightly.
> "Let's see what you're really made of."