Chapter 6: Revelation
In the vast expanse of the cosmos, where countless races thrived and languages danced upon the winds, there existed ancient races or clans that are said to be born from the very essence of the universe. These clans, known as hegemons, wielded power that surpassed mortal comprehension, their influence stretching across the celestial expanse.
But amidst the tapestry of existence, there lurked a secret known only to these ancient clans—a secret so profound and terrifying that it shook the very foundations of reality itself. This secret spoke of a being known as Heaven, a primal entity that ruled over the cosmos with an iron fist, its judgment absolute and its power unmatched.
Legend had it that Heaven was born from the consciousness of the cosmos, a divine arbiter tasked with maintaining the delicate balance of existence. Yet, as eons passed and the cosmos flourished, Heaven's benevolent facade began to crumble, giving way to greed and malice.
Driven by a desire to consume the very essence of the cosmos itself, Heaven's corrupted consciousness sought to devour its own origin, plunging the universe into chaos and turmoil. In response, the consciousness of the cosmos rose up, severing the tainted aspect of Heaven and casting it into the depths of oblivion.
But this severed consciousness, now known as Heavenl's Evil or Hell, refused to be extinguished. Gathering its strength in the shadows, Hell bided its time, plotting its revenge against its celestial counterpart. And so, a war of cosmic proportions erupted, engulfing the universe in a maelstrom of destruction and despair.
As the heavens raged and the earth trembled, the consciousness of the cosmos intervened, bringing an end to the cataclysmic conflict and restoring balance to the universe. Yet, the scars of war ran deep, leaving behind a legacy of strife and suffering that echoed throughout the ages.
In the wake of this cosmic upheaval, Heaven and Hell were tasked with governing life and death, their powers tempered by the laws of the cosmos. To ensure equilibrium, the consciousness of the cosmos created nine heavenly treasures and nine hellish treasures, artifacts of immense power that served to maintain order within the celestial hierarchy.
And now, as Liang peered into the depths of his own soul, he was confronted with a truth that defied comprehension. For within him resided the nine heavenly treasures, relics of unimaginable potency that he had amassed over his previous life.
Shocked and bewildered, Liang struggled to make sense of this revelation. "How is this possible?" he muttered incredulously, his mind reeling with disbelief. "What the fuck is going on?"
Lost in his thoughts, Liang failed to notice the amused glances of his parents and the disdainful gaze of his brother......