Black Gold

/When karma reaps its fruit./ ‘Things could never always go your way’. This saying applies to gods as much as it is true to mortals, including the god forgotten by mortals by the name Sortots’ke, who was betrayed by his disciples and successor, causing him to flee to Dead Terra, or Earth as the inhabitants called it, a planet that did not allow power to run rampage inside. Driven by the desire for revenge and the stinging taste of betrayal, he cast away all reasoning and focused on building his own soldiers, starting the event that the gods had been trying to stop or postpone. Rosethea Ezel Blackgold was never a normal girl. She was the last of her line, the last demigod of her house whose god had died. When she knew this, she thought of it as a curse since she had a death threat looming over her head. When Sortots’ke used a forbidden spell that was foreign to him, he not only gave power to Earth’s inhabitants, he also summoned ancient gods in the middle of a war, causing millions of them to get enraged when they knew they were dubbed as the Lost Gods that went missing in the middle of the fighting. Worse off, they lost their physical body and most of their power. Their only chance at survival? Recuperate inside a fitting mortal. In thirteen different dimensions, entities that had destroying the multi-verse as their goal awaken. One of them was the Beast of Apocalypse. The gods were horrified at this occurrence, feeling wronged as they’ve restricted themselves so those entities would not awaken. Along with the awakening of the apocalyptic entities, a sealed god opened his eyes from his slumber. An ancient will died the sky of a broken universe red. A dead mortal came back to life. A humongous eye opened and gazed upon the realm in front of it. A flute sang from the core of a planet. A blade whistled in the heart of hell. A new age had come. It might be one of the most glorious ages….. or it might be the last.