A lizard-like creature skittered through the thick undergrowth, its forked tongue flicking in and out, hunting for scraps. The jungle around it was alive—chirps, rustles,
Then— A deafening blast ripped through the forest, shredding trees like paper. The ground convulsed, sending the little creature tumbling.
An atomic-blue laser seared down from the heavens, vaporizing everything it touched. In seconds, the lush green jungle became a smoking wasteland.
From the settling ash, a gigantic foot slammed down, cracking earth and crushing what remained of the jungle floor. The creature that owned it towered like a moving mountain—its massive frame lined with long, jagged spinal bones jutting like a row of spears. Its head was hidden under thick, bone-plated scales, each looking strong enough to deflect a cannon shot.
The colossal Beast grumble, then roared loudly at the center of chaos.
'And it wasn't alone.'
Across the horizon, dozens more emerged—some are smaller, some are far more larger than the first one, other's can fly and some crawling like a serpent with its long massive body covering with thick scale. each unleashing chaos, battled each other or tore apart anything in their path.
***
as the titans clashed, their roars shaking the very clouds. Amid the smoke and... flashes of atomic light, appeared high above the sky…
A streak of fire, slicing through the heavens like a burning comet. Pulled down by gravity straight to the earth, wrapped in a blazing aura.
The titans momentarily halted, their bone-plated heads tilting upward, sensing the incoming calamity.
Then— slammed into the earth like an atomic bomb, shockwaves ripping through the surface. Dust and fire erupted sky-high, scattering smaller beasts like ants. titans closer from the landing staggered from the impact, then everything fell silent—until, gravity begin to shift.
A blinding pulse of purple light erupted from the center of explosion. stone fracturing like brittle glass. Pebbles, and shards of rock, rose weightlessly into the scorched air.
For a fleeting moment, through the haze, a silhouette emerged—human shaped yet unsettling. Cloaked in tattered black, its outline shimmered with a violet glow. In its grasp hung a long, wicked sickle, forged from dark, scaled metal. Its curved blade burned with an unholy purple radiance, staining the sky with its glow.
The figure slowly lifted its head. Two eyes ignited beneath the hood, pulsing with violet fire, beating like a heart. Hovering above the shattered earth, it raised the sickle high, then swung with a single, fluid motion. A razor-edged wave of energy ripped outward, Anything it touched—stone, flame, or Titan flesh—simply, erased from existence.
A voice tore, furious, and edged like broken glass, echoing across the dying jungle. "These little maggots never learn…" he growled, voice cracking the air like thunder. "Because of you, I need to come down here, to clean up the filth you've spilled!"
He raised his sickle sideways, a violent surge of purple aura shredding the ground beneath his feet. "How dare you defy a god!" With a roar, he swung—the slash tearing through the world itself, detonating the land in a colossal eruption that swallowed everything in its path...
'Oh Wait...it's Joseph?... No wonder the familiar tone'
***
Joseph stood among the mangled remains of fallen titans,. He wasn't the type to enjoy slaughter—but these monsters had pushed him too far. Years… it took them years to shape this world, and in a blink, these worthless beasts shattered it like glass.
He muttered under his breath, eyes narrowing at the once-majestic mountain now cracked and flattened. It should've pierced the sky like a blade… now it was nothing but rubble.
***
The world wasn't always chaos. Back then, Joseph and the god were floating in a blank void, shaping mountains and ocean like kids messing with clay. Joseph sculpted that particular mountain with his bare hands—only, it didn't go as planned.
"Bro… why does it look like a giant chicken leg?" Joseph said, while scratching his head.
The god, trying not to laugh, and didn't replied,
Joseph groaned. "will... it was perfect… i guess?…"
***
Joseph hovers in the void, muscles tense, hands gripping.
"Careful…" the god warned. "That thing's heavier than it looks."
Joseph smirked. "Bro, I got this. I'm built different." he said while lifting the ginormous moon over his head like the size of a whole mountain. god floats nearby, watching nervously. With a mighty swing, Joseph hurled it toward its destined orbit—
—only for his sweaty grip to slip.
The moon spun out of control, cartwheeling across the void like a rogue bowling ball. Then—crashed, into a newborn mountain, cracking in half, then, splitting again, until four separate moons drifted away in random directions.
The god's jaw dropped,, While Joseph, Froze for a moment, eyes widen looking like a cartoon character while his face, glowing, by the stain of the nuclear explosion. "...Oops."
***
Their was also time that Joseph used to customize creatures. He slammed clay together, shaped a lizard…" Alright let's make something majestic" Joseph said, then accidentally stretched its neck way too far.
The god squinted. "That's not majestic… that's a walking noodle."
Joseph spun it around with confidence. "Nah, bro—it's tactical... yea, yeah that's right. It can eat leaves without moving… efficiency."
"Will if you say so" the god response, looking totally amused.
***
Ages rolled by. The world below changed—creatures learning to tame fire, carve stone, and bend mana to their will. To them, these discoveries were sacred… but to the heavens, it was entertainment.
High above, Joseph and the God reclined on their thrones of light, a glowing bucket of cosmic popcorn between them.
"Watch this," God muttered, barely suppressing a grin. He pointed at a tribe that had just celebrated the creation of their first fire pit. With a snap of his finger—shhhht!—a sudden downpour drowned the flames. The creatures scrambled in panic.
Joseph chuckled. "Too easy. My turn."
Joseph leaned closer. He lowered his head in the avast cloud. Then Instantly, storm rumble across the night sky, Then—fwump!— his menacing face slowly emerge at the eye of the storm, then smiled, making the creatures below dropped to their knees and worship.
God burst out laughing, nearly spilling the popcorn. "You're cruel."
"what? You started it," Joseph replied.
Together, they laughed like trickster kings, bending storms, painting the skies, and tossing around thunder as if it were confetti.
'Until... something happened that changes everything.'
***
The air grew still. The clouds coiled. The world shuddered.
And then—The earth split.
From the shadows of mountains, from the deepest oceans, from caverns sealed since the dawn of time—they emerged.
The Titans.
Colossal forms, greater than mountains, draped in storms and fury, walked upon the face of the earth. Each step shattered the land. Their voices were thunder, their wrath fire and stone. Where they passed, civilizations collapsed. Kingdoms crumbled before they could even rise.
Mortals fought back with blades with arrows, with magic. But it was like throwing sparks into a storm. Their screams echoed, their cities fell, and the sky itself seemed to mourn.
Above, Joseph and God watched in silence. No more laughter. No more pranks. Only the grim truth unfolding: the age of Titans had begun.