In the endless stretch of universes, there was a place called the Eternal World.
It was not part of any single universe. It floated alone, in a strange space between worlds. A place where Gods had lived since time unknown, shaping destinies and watching over countless realms.
The Eternal World was special. It was the centre of all universes, overlapping them all at once. Yet, it felt like an illusion—like it existed in a higher dimension, hidden from ordinary eyes.
And it was peaceful.
Believers of many Gods roamed freely. They laughed, played, and shared stories across fields, forests, and golden streets. The sky shone with eternal light, painting everything with warmth and safety. Even the darker lands, where night never touched the sun, coexisted harmoniously with the glow above, creating a breathtaking balance.
Forests stretched green and endless. Mountains pierced the clouds, their peaks glowing under eternal sunlight. Oceans rolled like living giants, sparkling with faint divine energy. Together, the landscapes formed a world as vast and beautiful as the universe itself.
It felt eternal. Safe. Unchanging.
But on this fateful day, the peace was shattered.
A harsh, thunderous bell rang out.
Daung!
Daung!
Daung!
Its sound shook the Eternal World. Gods froze. Believers stopped moving. Confusion, fear, and disbelief spread through every corner of the realm.
Then came the words that would shatter reality:
"The Supreme Creator has fallen."
Four simple words—but they carried the weight of the cosmos. Some believers, fragile and devoted, couldn't bear it. Their hearts broke instantly. Many perished in sorrow.
Elsewhere, in a golden palace high above the clouds, the Thunder God's wine glass slipped from his hand. He whispered,"How… could this be…?"
In the depths of a vast, endless ocean, two enormous eyes opened. The water trembled. Whales scattered in terror. A low, deadly roar split the waves, followed by a chilling voice:"Now… it is my time."
Far away, in a land of eternal night, a black castle towered above shadowed lands. On its throne of darkness, two crimson eyes gleamed open. A soft, cruel chuckle echoed through the halls:"Now… now… where is my darling hiding?"
In the shining City of Light, streets lined with white and gold buildings bustled with laughter and music. But when the bell rang, all sound vanished.
The grand church bell tolled again. A voice rang across the city:
"Close the gates! Prepare for war!"
Shock rippled through the Eternal World. Some Gods trembled in fear. Some refused to believe it. Some felt a strange excitement stir deep inside.
But it did not last.
From distant space, a massive pillar of blood-red light shot into the sky, cutting through the brightness like fire. The bell tolled once more. A voice echoed, sharp and terrifying:
"The Demon Invasion has begun!""The Eternal Battlefield is now open!"
Beams of pure light erupted from holy lands across the Eternal World. They collided with the red pillar, pushing it back into the void. There, in the endless darkness, the Eternal Battlefield began to form—an unending war zone stretching across dimensions.
Gods descended one by one, blazing with divine power. The red portal trembled. Countless Demon Gods poured forth, filling the battlefield with chaos and malice.
Then the portal shook violently.
Two enormous eyes appeared—white as bone, pupils black as night.
A voice echoed across all corners of the Eternal World, chilling and majestic:
"Eternal World… welcome your new Emperor!"