The sky had no color.
It was neither dark nor bright, as if the world itself had begun to forget what it was supposed to be. The air trembled, thin cracks spreading across the horizon like invisible fractures in reality.
At the center of it all stood a mountain.
Ancient. Silent. Watching.
Deep within it, hidden from all existence, lay the sealed power of the Seven Chakra Natures. A force so absolute that even gods feared it.
And above that mountain—
A single name echoed through existence.
Indra.
He stood alone.
Not as a ruler. Not as a guardian.
But as something beyond all definitions.
Seven different energies moved around him, not violently, but in perfect harmony. Fire did not burn him. Thunder did not strike him. Wind did not resist him. Every element flowed as if it belonged to him.
Because it did.
In front of him stood the three beings who claimed dominion over the world.
God Infinity.
God Aurora.
God Galaxy.
Three creators. Three rulers. Three forces that shaped existence itself.
And yet, at this moment—
None of them could touch him.
Galaxy moved first.
A surge of cosmic force gathered in his hand, expanding into a massive sphere of compressed destruction. The ground beneath it collapsed under its weight as he launched it forward without hesitation.
The attack tore through the sky, aimed directly at Indra.
Indra raised his hand.
Nothing more.
The attack stopped.
Not slowed. Not weakened.
Stopped.
It hung in the air, frozen, as if time itself had lost the will to move.
For a brief second, silence returned.
Then the sphere shattered into nothing.
"You still don't understand," Indra said.
His voice was calm, but it carried a weight that pressed against existence itself.
Aurora stepped forward, light gathering around her like a living force. The glow intensified, forming blades of pure energy that shot toward Indra from every direction.
At the same time, Infinity twisted space.
The ground bent. The sky folded inward. The distance between everything collapsed into a singular point meant to crush him.
Three absolute powers, acting at once.
And still—
Indra did not move.
The wind shifted.
Fire ignited.
Thunder roared.
All seven elements responded at once.
The attacks never reached him.
They dissolved before contact, erased by something greater than power.
"I am not part of your system," Indra said, his eyes steady.
"I am beyond it."
For the first time—
The three gods hesitated.
Galaxy stepped back, the force around him shaking slightly. Aurora's light flickered. Even Infinity, who had never shown uncertainty, remained still.
They had created the world.
They had shaped its laws.
But this—
This was something they could not control.
The battle should have ended there.
It should have ended with their defeat.
Indra turned away.
Not in arrogance, but in certainty.
There was nothing left to prove.
And that was when it happened.
Space behind him split open.
A blade formed from nothingness itself—
The Infinity Sword.
Before even the air could react, it pierced through his back.
For the first time, Indra stopped.
A faint line of blood ran from his mouth.
In the same instant—
Galaxy appeared above him.
A single strike, delivered with full force, crashed into Indra's head and sent him down into the ground below. The impact shattered the earth, cracks spreading across the mountain.
Before he could recover—
Aurora moved.
Her light condensed into a focused beam, striking his arms and legs. The force tore through his control, destabilizing the balance he had maintained so perfectly.
For the first time—
Indra was forced to his knees.
Silence followed.
Not the calm kind.
The heavy kind that comes before the end.
He looked up.
Not at them.
But at the mountain.
At what lay within it.
"So this is your answer," he said quietly.
None of the gods responded.
They didn't need to.
Indra closed his eyes.
The seven energies around him began to change.
Not attacking.
Not defending.
Sealing.
The ground beneath the mountain opened.
Light descended into its depths, carrying something far more dangerous than any weapon.
The Seven Chakra Natures.
One by one, they were separated, divided, and hidden.
Locked away inside the mountain, beyond the reach of gods.
Aurora's expression shifted.
"Stop him."
But it was too late.
A final wave of energy spread across the world.
A seal.
Not to protect power.
But to protect the world itself.
Indra's body began to weaken.
The damage was too great.
Even for him.
He exhaled slowly.
"There will be a time," he said, almost to himself, "when this world will need someone… stronger than me."
The light faded.
His presence disappeared.
No explosion.
No final strike.
Just silence.
The mountain stood unchanged.
But everything inside it had been altered forever.
The three gods remained where they were.
Unmoving.
Unfinished.
"He's gone," Galaxy said.
Infinity said nothing.
Aurora looked at the mountain, her gaze unreadable.
But none of them felt victory.
Only one thing remained.
A problem.
Because somewhere in the future
The power Indra sealed…
Would return.
And when it did
It would not be under their control.