The Genesis of the Divine

The Earth lay in a state of formlessness, devoid of power and life. It was a desolate realm, lacking even the concept of reality. The world existed as an expanse of emptiness, an endless void and space where nothing could dwell.

For thousands of years, time flowed swiftly, yet the Earth remained unchanged. It seemed as though it was cursed by time itself, trapped in a stagnant existence akin to an ancient vessel. But then, from the depths of cryostasis, someone awakened.

An ancient aura descended upon the Earth, instantly overwhelming everything within its reach. Though there was nothing within the void, it began to split and crack under the weight of this indomitable force. The darkness in the sky churned and swirled in response to the unbearable aura emanating from the mysterious figure.

Standing amidst the vastness of outer space, the man gazed upon the planet of blackness. The darkness that enshrouded the Earth was oppressive and stifling. Change was necessary, something needed to shift.

This being was short in stature but possessed a muscular build, and had a face concealed by thick darkness. His visage was hidden, for anyone who beheld it would be consumed by the truth of his being. But there was no one to witness it.

The universe appeared to be in a state of laxity, with no external force capable of altering this fact. And then, with a sweeping motion of his hands, the void and space were torn asunder. A formidable shockwave rippled through the fabric of existence, dividing the waters that had compressed into a single form.

It became evident that this seemingly boundless water had been compressed in such a manner. However, every power has its limits, and it was possible that the waters were truly bottomless. Yet, the man's power concealed that fact.

Swirling black tendrils streaked across the expanse, severing the darkness and reducing the endless abyss to a sky pit. The sky pit, a supernatural realm, devoured anything that ventured into its depths, condemning it to eternal loss.

As land emerged, celestial bodies materialized out of the blue. The sun, the moon, and other planets revealed themselves. The being did not create them; these celestial entities had been concealed, only to be unveiled by the manifestation of his mighty powers. The sun cast its radiant light upon the newly formed planet.

And as the planet took shape, life mysteriously appeared. Plants, animals, and eventually humans came into existence.

Once again, the being ventured into outer space. He unleashed his powers, creating a formless energy known as "Mirror," which flooded into the sky pit. The Mirror energy possessed reflective properties, harking back to the days of the gods when the being himself had been an unrivaled, peerless youth. He had the ability to create Mirror energy, and those who absorbed it could reflect their own powers back upon themselves. Mirror was the miracle of the universe.

From Mirror energy, he bestowed unique Aspect abilities. Fourteen ranks were meant to be unlocked, but only seven were unlocked by the most individuals.

Upon inheriting the Mirror energy, they became Seekers. Their souls were engraved upon reflecting mirrors, rendering them immune to the corruption that could potentially invade their beings.

Each Seeker received a singular aspect ability, a defining trait that made them who they were. However, upon reaching a breakthrough, they ascended to become Mages. At this stage, their aspect abilities were enhanced, augmented with further mysteries that enabled them to accomplish even greater feats than before in the Seeker Realm.

The Seekers, the new generation of humans who had begun to cultivate their abilities, were drawn to the distant and boundless sky pit, where Mirror energy was rich. They engaged in a battle between soul and spirit, seeking to receive the blessings bestowed upon them.

The realms progress in the following order: Seeker, Mage, Legion, Enlister, Hercules, Envoys, and Supreme Druids.

The cultivation of Mirror energy primarily occured as the power realms advanced. This marked the beginning of the Origin of Gods.

Thousand of years passed swiftly, ushering humanity into the era of the golden age.

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Earth 2898.

Eighteen centuries had passed since the release of Mirror energy and the emergence of aspect abilities. However, these eighteen centuries had caused chaos to ensue throughout the world. Chaos such as brutal massacre, destruction of properties, dominancy, doom of crossing path with any Realm higher than Envoys…

Within a small building consisting of fewer than fourteen rooms, a particular window cast its illumination upon the darkness outside. Although most of the walls were shrouded in darkness, but that particular room had light in it…

An unseen figure glowed in an unnatural manner. Swirling darkness, light colliding with a fabric of reality was descending like a plague which surrounded this Unknown figure was releasing an austere aura.

Hiding beneath the tentacles of darkness, there was another figure. They were two…

No, there was more of them.

Some strange aspect ability was helping to mask their presence, their powers and their scent as they glanced at this particular building.

They were being washed by the overwhelming presence of a Nexus soul.

They knew exactly what happens when met with the sense of absorbing a brilliant Nexus soul. The tentative ripples from it can grant an insurmountable sum of aspect abilities. Especially in a case where one was born or groomed with such Nexus without actually receiving it as a blessing from the Skypit.

"Should we leave now? I can't control my desire for this Nexus soul!" Someone shrouded in darkness spoke with a gritted teeth.

Another, who's face kept revealing an unseen phenomenon, which ranged from blackless mist to Whiteless mist. And then, reality which broke to splinters. In fact, he seemed faceless.

This faceless lingered.

"There's a Supreme Druid who's soul is corrupted by defilement. Only a rare Nexus soul would be able to cure him! If we don't hurry now, this Nexus soul might not be ours soon…"

Then, it was as though the broken and twisted nature of reality was instantly mended and then, the figures of the dark vanished.

Meanwhile…

"Rex, my dear, please set the table for dinner," a woman with blonde hair and slate blue eyes instructed, her gaze fixed on her two-year-old son.

She had just returned from the kitchen, wiping her hands clean of the dirt on her apron.

"Mummy, you've been cooking for hours. What exactly are you making in there?" Rex inquired.

"Sssspm!"Mrs. Hannah sighed.

Rex had always been like this—asking questions like a detective ever since he started speaking. He would immediately question any suspicious activity involving his father or mother. Last week, his father returned home late at night when he was supposed to be back before 8 pm. Rex couldn't contain his frustration and vented his two-year-old tantrums.

Hannah observed the interaction with a gentle laugh, fully aware of what had truly delayed Joseph from coming home on time.

She lovingly caressed Rex's cheeks, smiling softly. "No need for questions, honey. Now, go and set the dinner table as nicely as you can."

Rex marched into the dining room but paused for a moment before instinctively running upstairs.

Almost instantly, a loud bang echoed through the house, and the door was violently torn off its hinges. A sudden tremor shook the very foundation of the house, causing particles of sand to fall from the ceiling.

Hannah and Joseph stood in stunned silence.

A sudden tremor shook the house to it's foundation, instantly causing sands to peel off the ceiling.

Despite the fact that Envoys were raiding their apartment, these two refused to go down without a fight. Hannah was an Enlister, while Joseph was on the cusp of breaking through to the Envoy realm, struggling between his peak Hercules state and the next stage. However, there was still a significant disparity between their realms.

Envoys represented the highest and most formidable realm, and Joseph had not yet reached that level. He was far from being a realm breaker, which made the situation far from easy.