1 The End of an Era

An emperor sat upon his throne pondering and looking out upon his glorious empire that took eons to build. Conquering first the tiny kingdoms next to his to taking over many continents. With a world so vast holding so many mysteries his treasures soon overflowed from his castle's treasure room. Thus allowing him to quickly become master of many things to his mastery of magic to his pets of many legendary beasts.

Suddenly startling his servants and calling upon them that were standing by his side at all times; "I'm heading out for a stroll today" he said, as he states his decree. He vanishes from his seat upon his throne, only to appear flying high above his castle looking far out into the world and across his vast empire. Teleporting again to appear on the other side of his empire looking out across his borders upon his enemies that many of the world's people fear. With billions of demons gathering upon his empire's border a demon king looks up to spot him only to be decimated in an instant with the rest of his followers.

Vanishing from his spot high above the clouds' where he was standing far above his empire's borders, the emperor stood looking upon a hole new empire to conquer and expand his glorious empire. Appearing in a place in a great forbidden forest in his empire he looks over towards its beautiful center holding a crystal blue lake with a waterfall flowing down upon it. Walking up to the water's edge the emperor whistles calling out a big disturbance from under the crystal blue water.

From the depths of the lake, a massive beast awakens opening its eyes to the one that called for it.

Coming from the depths a massive beast gets the water into a rumble on the usually calm surface of the lake. Bursting up towards the clouds a beast pierces the clouds only to let out a ferocious roar. There sitting high in the clouds like a mighty divine beast a mighty aura coming off of it, in waves a 5 mile long eastern dragon. Coiling up upon itself high in the sky the dragon starts to shrink from its intimidating size of 5 miles long to a tiny size of 5 feet. Coming down from the sky coiling around the emperor's arms letting out excited cries like a child in a father's arms.

Both of them disappearing from the grass they stood upon appearing in a region of mountains floating high above the sea just below the clouds in the sky some even piercing the clouds. The emperor looks out from his spot on the summit of a small mountain recalling the great battles of the last era, where the mountains once were home to many divine beasts and were a forbidden land to the world. After many millenniums to grow back after the battles that took place trying to conquer the land on which they stood. The emperor holding out his hand a mountain collapses a flows into his soul where he was watching a miniworld form from his massive supply of magic energy and the mountain that he consumed.

Turning to face the clouds that stood above him, he raises his left hand to the sky the rings on his hand sparkling from the sun hitting them. Calling upon lightning from the sky absorbing it into his miniworld that continues to grow from the elements that he was collecting. Using his right hand he lowers it to the great sea below him the waters forming a whirlpool climbing up towards him floating in the sky. With many more mountains gone after being absorbed by the emperor, the wind picks up with it having no more obstructions. Taking in the wind to his small world using it to spin the world around starting its rotation one of the most basic principles for a world to hold life.

Now flying higher into the sky with his left hand still raised, he flicks his hand with it. The clouds are moved to the far reaches of the world. Now with the clouds gone the sun light comes forth unhindered towards the emperor. With the mountains representing the earth giving his planet soil and fertility and, the great sea below him filling the seas of his small world. The wind revolving around his small planet making it move. The lightning empowering the land, sea and sky giving energy to lands making them stronger.

With so much light being taken into the small world, a miniature sun starts to glow from within his soul giving light and life to the lands of his small world and of course a little magic to keep it all together. A world is filling out starting to birth life upon it. With a world forming inside the emperor's soul the skies of the world scream out in protest to something that should not be in its realm. With the screams of the sky traveling over the world calling for the tribulation to strike him down. Clouds start to form above the emperor rolling like the waves in the sea below him. The clouds starting to get thicker and darker as the world within his soul grows and births its first creation of life a tree forms bursting from the soil of the land, rising faster then one can fall to the ground.

The tree expanding its roots pulling in the magic that flows through the earth, flys through the sky with the wind. Rolling in the waves of the sea the tree continues to grow expanding its roots to all parts of the world. As the tree expands throughout the emperor's small world the clouds of the sky rumbling, screaming out, calling down the first of the tribulation lightning forming a bright almost holy light falling towards the emperor trying to shatter his now small world into millions of pieces.

Being struck by the first of the lightning, the emperor grunts at the pain that it brings with it as it ignores his body attacking the soul directly trying to break through to shatter his small world. With the next strike of lightning small cracks forming in his soul small amounts of the lightning making its way into his soul towards his small world. With the small amount of lightning that made their way into his small world, the tree that now has grown to ridiculous heights has slowed down its growth acting as a lightning rod collecting the tribulation lightning that has made its way into his soul.

Using the lightning that has made its way into his soul the tree uses it to reinforce the emperor's soul just before the third strike of lightning comes his way. As the third strike hits him even faster and with more power than the strikes before it, the emperor lets down the defences of his soul letting the lightning into his small world. Just as the emperor let down his defences of his soul, his world stopped growing with the lands being harder than the hardest of minerals and the seas being denser than mercury.

The lightning once again strikes the world tree on the small world strengthening it more than what ever could be done naturally. Outside the clouds once again rumbles as the tribulation lightning gathers for one last attack forming a lightning dragon so long even the king of dragons pales in comparison wrapping around the realm the emperor's empire resides in 3 times. As the lightning was ready the dragon begins to move launching itself directly at the emperor making him sweat a little in excitement being able to summon such a powerfully tribulation.

The emperor, just as the dragon reaches, him puts up his soul defence but such a thing was weak in front of such a monster smashing through a weak barrier in a matter of milliseconds. With his soul barrier gone, the emperor uses the tree that sits upon his small world to absorb some of the lightning that forms the dragon weakening it as the tree uses the lightning to strengthen the world through its roots that spread throughout the small world. The rest of the dragon coils around the small world striking down on it trying to make it split open. As the dragon continues to attack, it grows weaker using its energy to attack as well as being absorbed by the world tree it slowly dies out, leaving a small quiet world floating inside the soul of the emperor so strong that even the heavens cannot go against it.

The world the emperor resides in rumbles a final time before screaming out in the stress the emperor brings when completing his world. As the world screams, the world begins the crack as the realm becomes unstable from someone so strong in a lower realm such as this. The cracks spread till they're so big that even the emperor himself cannot avoid. The cracks then begin to close and swallows the emperor bringing him somewhere into the unknown never to be seen again in the realm of his great empire.