Ushering of a New Era!

The Rise of Kings and Queens!

It is said in the ancient past that with the rise of dark times follows the rise of a new era of heroes and villains. The rise of geniuses all over the world born through fate interconnected to one another.

These individuals would meet one another one day or would at least affect the fate of the other unknowingly. Many of them will die and many will prevail all for those too become the strongest and help fight off what will one day come to destroy the very existence of us creatures living in the 3 realms. A united front would be formed to fight them once again.

Just like the ancestors of the past who fought them. The geniuses and legends of back then who came to be known as the protectors of the realms. Fighting against the 4th realm a realm that used to be a mere myth back then. A realm far away from the 3 realms of Heaven, mortal and hell. The creatures of Abyss were brutal and gruesome. They would come in all sizes from ugly big to handsome like those in the 3 main realms.

However, what truly mattered was their strength which was too strong for any cultivator to stand hence the geniuses were born those with the power to defeat anyone in their cultivation rank or even fight above it. The people of Abyss were undying and strong. Their love to destroy everything was unique and their hate for the 3 realms strong. Even the hell realm who was famous for hating the mortal realm and considered itself above it was crushed.

When the war broke out it was a nightmare to many. Geniuses rose and fell like rain. In the end, the protectors were able to defeat the Queen of Abyss and her army but at a cost of losing their own lives. Sealing the queen in her realm and breaking the chain that connected the Abyss with other realms it was shut off for years and years to come. A 100, 1000...the numbers kept increasing and with that people slowly forgot.

The injuries healed and the next generation forgot about the Abyss. Only remembering the names of the heroes and what was left behind by them as the age of time turned them all to legends. New cultivators arose and fell the world continued, however, the 3 realms which should've been united fell apart. Some hating each other some followed their own greed. Some competing to rule.

Wars breaking out people killing their own. The dark times approached once again. A new era was about to begin one that might be remembered and never forgotten. One that might be greater than those before. New world order and it all starts with him being born. Him coming to this world will bring both happiness and pain. Death and life. Love and hatred. A child of the abyss connected to the 3 realms. His fate interconnected to all the geniuses.

A new world era and a new beginning!

That was the title of the book written a long time ago. Written by the very first beings who had mastered the very essence of time and space. The true being which started the world of cultivation. Who came to be known as the Ancient Gods of the Past. Their true names are forgotten through the passage of time.

The book slowly closed as a pale hand stroked it gently. "The time for them to rise has come. Our old blood has dried and will turn into nourishment for the new ones to come" the figure who sat on a throne of what seemed to be made out of the fire. He looked up at the blood-red sky which resembled the very bright red eyes he had.

"Its time for me to leave. The child will soon be born out there. New heroes will rise and the dark time's approach" he said as light dimly shined on him the courtesy of another old frail lady with a lantern.

"Is this really meant to be my love? Do you really want to suffer for this world? A world that will bring pain to that child and us? Can we not go help him?" these were all the questions you old lady contemplated on looking at her husband with a sad smile.

As their eyes met no more words were exchanged. She knew this was the only way and her husband would not change the fate of what was already written. It was a risky thing for a person to do and only those ancient gods could truly manipulate fate this large. No matter what the two old couple did the outcome would still be the same.

*Sigh* was all that came out of the old man's mouth before he raised his hand towards his wife to which she extended her own and caught his. "Its time my love. Perhaps we can't help him directly but there will come a time when he comes here. He will know the truth about this world about his life and his purpose.

I can only leave him with our life essence and a few cultivation resources in hopes to aid him. This will be a small step to the greater future" smiling at his wife he closed his eyes and she followed. "My child I truly hope you do not choose the path of evil. Do not let others get the best of you. You are the hope of this new Era. I will believe in you even if I don't want to. Do not let us two old couples sacrifice be in vain" the Palace that they lived in soon started to shake as the roof started to crumble.

The world shook and very soon the whole building seemed to have been swallowed up by the ground. Leaving behind a massive flame insignia behind on the ground.

The blood-red sky soon turned back to a blue clear sky. Life resumed to normal. It was as if something so unnatural had never even occurred. The cities and its people carried on with their lives.

Far away in another place. A place of darkness a lone figure stood looking out the window. His facial features took an ugly turn as he frowned deeply. Footsteps could be heard closing in as few figures emerged through the big metal door pushing it open.

Coming forward they got on one knee placing their arm on it. One of them spoke up "My lord the Your father and mother have sacrificed themselves before we could get there. They have sealed the palace and we cannot find any traces for it" the man trembled as his voice became bleaker.

The tall figure wearing a black robe didn't even turn to look at his loyal servants as he started laughing for a while bringing shivers down his servant's spines. "So you've finally entrusted everything to that child then? No, matter tho. Everything will go accordingly to what I will decide. The abyss will rise again and I will be it's ruler. The child is a mere insignificant thing in the grand scheme of things. After all, fate was always controlled by the strongest"

He finally looked back "You may all leave" before going to his chambers. The servants nodded and we're about to leave when they heard a voice in their heads "Do not ever call them my parents again. You know the consequences." this was enough for the servant to piss on the spot if he had the balls to do that.

His master was a crazy person a crazy strong person. In this world there were cultivation levels from Mortal all the way to heavenly immortal at least that's what he knew. His master's parents were already sage realm experts and even they couldn't withstand their son's powers. That meant his crazy master had achieved a level beyond the sage realm. No one really knew just how strong his master truly was apart from truly strong geniuses that were on his level.

Gathering his shivering legs he rapidly made his way out of the hall.

The tall man who made his way to the chambers slowly opened the door and what presented him was a very beautiful lady on a large bed with a swelled up belly. Her eyes closed and her face was charming and unique. She was one of those that would look good even without makeup on however at this moment she had a frosty expression on as she saw the man enter.

"Virgil, what has happened to our parents?" she questioned with a tone of hatred in her voice. The man looked over smiling warmly but anyone could tell it was full of malice. "Dead my dear sister they are dead like they should be. You shouldn't be worrying about that and focus on your health"

When she heard that her facial features became expressionless as her eyes became dead. "You truly are a bastard. They might not have been your parents but you were adopted by them. Taught by them and became strong because of them and instead of being grateful you oppressed them. Kidnapped me their daughter and raped me so you can conceive a child."

However, that did nothing to anger Virgil as he calmly looked at her gently stroking her hair. To which the felt so repulsive that she wanted to puke. "Yes I did and I will do it all over again. If I want something I take it. This is what I've always been like. Those old things would never agree to it so I took it. Now take some rest and I shall be heading out" with that he closed the door leaving her behind.

As soon as he left the girl in question started to cry. A soft cry which turned into a wailing. "Mom and dad how can you do this to me. Why did you sacrifice yourself? Why do you believe in that prophecy? What about me? Why am I alive and living with this beast? I can't even kill myself because he won't allow it. The baby I'm carrying I want nothing to do with it however it's still mine. I just want to escape from here with my baby but he would never allow it. He's a demon a beast monsters." years of venting all came out on this day. It truly was a day of Sadness as the place got shrouded by darkness.

In another place far away however it was a time of happiness a time for celebration. In a small village, a child was born a little boy on the day of the blood moon. His mother silently holding him with no joy to her face but his father being over the moon. This was their first child. Between two great people who's origins would one day shock the world.

The little child slowly opened its eyes. A sight filled with curiosity. His eyes were the shade of red and looking in it you would deeply be drawn in. However, like a normal child, he did not cry at all. No, not a single voice came out as he calmly looked aournd. His facial features being completely blank.

On the 6th day of the Blood moon, a child known as "Grimm" was born.