1 Prologue
An endless sea of darkness, with the twinkle of light from tiny dots barely illuminating the black domain. In the middle of this never-ending expanse of pure dark, is a massive sphere that emanates an aura of power and authority.
Its borders is white, with it fluctuating like a wave, or a clothe under the mercy of the wind. Sometimes, there are other colors that flickers into this divine wall of reality, giving off aura that is unique to themselves, distinct from the energy that composes the wall.
2 stands out from the occasional anomalies within the white border. One bears the color of crimson-red while the other one holds a deathly grey. These 2s fluctuations overshadows the rest of the flickering lights, exhibiting an aura of unity with the white wall.
The grey aura gives off a deathly aura but at the same time, a sense of divinity. If one were to bathe in its light, It would show visions of a grey world, filled with souls, plants, rotting undead, and other anomalies, all in the shade of grey.
The grey world and its denizens despite its ominous look and oppressive energy showcases a demeanor of kindness and mercy, this feeling of saintliness within death seems to originate from a kind soul, a kind being that holds supremacy over this power.
The red color, reminiscent of blood, gives off an aura of hunger, corruption, and immortality. It gives a vision of a red world, with gargantuan floating rivers of blood that comes from nowhere and goes nowhere.
In the center of this world that rules over slaughter, is a ruby palace, a palace that stretches for an eternity in all directions. Some may wonder why they know its size, but most would be busy being overwhelmed by the loneliness, desire, and madness, originating from the palace.
In contrast to the other color, this one is similar in nature to its domain, the nature of vileness and evil, a sweet and tempting poisonous flower. A power born to be evil controlled by something broken.
Changing our sight towards the enormity that is the sphere now, we can see something is changing. Chaos seems to have occurred in its constant size, but this anomaly quickly disappeared, the only change within this expanse of energy is the tiny streams of light, originating from the sea of dot-like lights and towards the large white sphere.
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In a world stuck in a state of eternal ice, with mountains of ice hugging the surface of the abnormally large planet. The coldness that roams the place has power that can rival heaven and hell , embodied by the raging cold winds, the calm and noble icy clouds, and the frozen elegance of the Ice-crystal mountains.
This power is one of the things that occupies the top of the treasure world, gaining the desire of seas of people, ranging from faceless demons to burning angels. This energy is present only in a few spots out of the countless sectors that makes up this universe or realm.
The highest dominant powers are those that is being led by Immortals and Gods, strengthened by factions that existed for millions of years, legacies that contains the secrets to vast power and authority, and holders of immortal and divine springs of energy. They are the ones that reins supreme in these spots and all the worlds inside the realm.
In a certain grand room completely made up of ice in the center of the icy world, is a sitting woman, drinking a beverage from an exquisite teacup. She seems to be lost in the empty space of this room, her light-blue eyes exhibiting a divine air that seems to be deep into the realm of thought.
She escaped from it and took a sip of the luxurious tea in her cup, she smiles lightly, clearly enjoying the taste of the majestic tea. After a while of drink appreciation, she comes back to her thought with a light sigh coming from her pink lips. The sigh was laced with a thick amount of apprehension, as if the future is ominously uncertain.
Her eyes widen a bit, as if sensing something.
"It is time huh? The assimilation that will bring the legendary sector, the sector that will give birth to Immortal Kings and God Kings that will match almost the entirety of the world's current power"
She paused a bit, sinking further into thought, as if aware of her destiny and this world's.
"I can sense a feeling of danger, it seems the Fate Immortal King wasn't lying when he said that turmoil lays in front of us, a chaos that will shake everything. Unfortunately, the Freezing Hell Academy will most likely be involved in this, at least that is what he said"
She gives a heavy sigh again, going back to looking at empty space.
Suddenly, light footsteps can be heard and someone knocked on the tall doors of the chamber. "Come in" She says, familiar with who have arrived.
The doors slowly opened and just as quickly, closed. It was another woman, with similar hair, and skin color, also giving off an aura of coldness and solitude. She walks towards the woman, not in a hurry, her steps like the strides of a dancing butterfly.
She arrived in the opposite end of the table that the chamber's lady is in, and looked at her, her gaze containing her intention or specifically request.
"You may sit down. How many times have I told you to be casual around me," The sitting woman said to the new arrival while slightly smiling. The other one immediately took a seat of a chair that just appeared from the floor of the room, also completely made of ice.
"I apologize grandmaster, it is just hard to be relaxed in your mighty presence, this disciple dares not to show an ounce of disrespect," She replied while bowing lightly, true to her words.
The other woman sighed in grievance, and turned to her grand disciple. "I know what you came in here for, have faith in the Fate Immortal King's words, no one is more adept at predicting the future than him. If he says that chaos is about to arrive, then it will arrive, he is a close friend of mine and other reasons makes me trust him," She said lightly, containing a will that can only be absolute.
"I apologize again, but it is hard to accept that a single new sector can have so much effects," The other replied in a solemn tone, confident in his disbelief.
"Hahahahaha, it is okay if you don't believe in this prediction, though I am a bit disappointed that you would doubt the powers of Immortal Kings. Also, you will have a powerful disciple in the future," said in a cheerful manner, ignoring the seriousness of the other.
"Huh? that came out of nowhere grandmaster," words clearly tinted with confusion at the last claim. A short laughter rang again at her reaction, removing some of the atmosphere's thick density.
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Busy people walking the streets like hard-working ants, under the soft glow of various sources of light. The pitter-patter of raindrops falling from the night sky, hitting the colorful umbrellas and the worn-down cement below.
A dashing man with a black suit opens a door to a modest apartment, his body soaking wet, with the drops of water falling into the floor inside his apartment.
A light creak and a click rang out as he closed and shut the door. His slumped face is accompanied by a death-like expression, and proceeded to go straight to his room, without a word muttered
Coincidentally, a man with a red jacket came out of the corner, with a few bags of chips and a cup of instant noodles. He managed to glance at the man that entered, his eyes widening at his dreadful presence.
"Brother, why the heck are you like this!?" His enjoyment from eating chips quickly melted away, to be replaced by a worried expression, which just as quickly changed into a face of anger.
"Why the heck did you not bring an umbrella? Look at the floor, it looks like it flooded in here" It was only several drops and more.
The sad-looking man gave his little brother a glance, lightly saying only a few words.
The angry expression of the supposed little brother became less rigid from what he said, and just continued with his business, entering his dark room, lit only by the light from the TV and a large thing besides it. For an instant, his face showed concern again before shutting the door to his room.
The man with the depressing aura continued to another room, most likely his room, opening and shutting the door lightly.
His legs gave up and he fell down, his back on the door. A pair of dark and cold eyes is in his face, slowly but surely, a bone-chilling hatred is rising from within, with intentions that a devil would gladly applaud.
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Within a tall skyscraper is a woman, looking hatefully on a thing on her device. Shards of broken glass on the pristine floor, and would soon be followed by an addition.
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Under the shade of a white shed on a park, a casual-looking man is deviously looking at a group of men in black, their equally dark umbrellas shielding them from the heavy rain.
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In an narrow alley lays a bloodied woman in her mid-twenties, her eyes dull, as if the world has fallen down on her, making her feel that every bone in her damaged body has been pulverized to nothing but mere dust.
What could possibly be running in that woman's mind? is it hate? fear? sadness? Suddenly, She raised her head, revealing bright brown pupils, most fascinating is the sea-like determination raging within.
The dark sky is brightened by the brilliance of the moon and stars when suddenly, a white light devoured the sight of all in an instant. Humanity and creatures of all kinds cannot even react on time before their senses is erased, leaving behind only nothingness.
"Don't disappoint me humanity. Use this chance to become greater" this words, despite the loss of every sense, can be heard by every individual of the human civilization and living beings, though it would be inaccurate to say it is heard due to their loss of biological senses.
If seen from space, with enough reaction time, one can see planet earth being devoured by a white light, and when the light disintegrated into empty space revealing the space where the planet should be, it gave nothing but an extension of the vast darkness of outer space.
In universes of unknown amount, the laws or the energy feels a slight disturbance, like something foreign have entered their borders, but it quickly disappeared, felt by only the strongest.
Particles of brown dust appeared in an empty space, in the middle of a forest. The cloud of particles slowly formed a person, a woman, the woman with brown eyes filled with determination.
She gave off an aura of hope and revitalization. The woman lightly said something, it was as silent as the winds of a butterfly's flaps but its weight mimics that of a giant mountain.
"I will not waste this chance"
The voice carried by the fickle wind, drowned by the rest of the forest's sounds.
