Chapter 0 – Codex of the Omniverse
> "Before the birth of stars, before the weaving of laws, there was Chaos. From Chaos, the Omniverse was born. From the Omniverse, came races, realms, and endless wars. Yet, even now, whispers linger—that what was once devoured by Chaos shall return to devour all."
The Omniverse—boundless, infinite, unmeasurable. A sea of universes, each flickering with its own destiny. Some were but fragile sparks, destined to collapse within a million years. Others blazed eternally, high-grade realms where laws were thick, bloodlines noble, and cultivators rose to heights that defied gods. Beyond even these stood the Supreme Universes, eternal pillars that could not be erased even if countless epochs turned to dust.
All beings within the Omniverse shared one truth: to exist was to struggle.
The weak became stepping stones. The strong bent the heavens. And those who transcended became rulers of time and law itself.
The Path of Cultivation
The way forward was known as cultivation—the unending path of body, soul, and Dao.
Mortals, bound by flesh, began by tempering their bodies, refining their qi, building seas of spirit and cores of origin. Few transcended this cage, yet even at their peak, mortals could topple mountains, shatter kingdoms, and command legions with a flick of their hands.
The Transcendents came next—beings who awakened their souls and birthed Domains, commanding reality itself. From them, the skies trembled and kingdoms burned.
Beyond lay the Celestials, masters of law who infused their bodies with Heaven's truths, their very existence bending weather and fate. And then, higher still, Immortals, who birthed personal Daos, bodies eternal, undying, feared across continents.
But even Immortals were ants before the Dao Lords, whose Grand Daos shaped time, fate, and the fabric of space. To meet their gaze was to face eternity. Above them walked the True Gods, beings who forged Divine Kingdoms and wielded sparks of creation, annihilating universes as one crushes an insect.
And yet… even gods were not supreme. Above all existence stood the Supremes—Overlords, Monarchs, Chaos Lords. They ruled not a universe, nor ten, but countless. Their words became laws of the Omniverse. Their wills crushed infinity. The pinnacle of their path, the most forbidden step, was whispered as the Eternal Primordial Realm—a stage where even the Omniverse itself could be unmade.
The Races of the Omniverse
In this endless sea of existence, races warred and thrived.
The Humans, adaptable and cunning, rose from ants to emperors through sheer will, their numbers infinite. Among them existed High Humans, born with divine meridians and blood that rivaled gods.
The Elves, born of moonlight and forest, reigned over nature and magic. The High Elves of the Eternal Moon could command the stars, while the Primordial Elves were said to hear the heartbeat of creation.
The Demons, born from abyssal hatred and blood, thrived in slaughter. Shadow Demons devoured souls, Blood Demons corrupted rivers, while Chaos Demons bent reality into madness.
The Dragons, sovereigns of the skies, held dominion over elements—Fire, Lightning, Frost, and Storm. Yet above them all towered the Primordial Dragons, embodiments of law itself, their roars shaking universes.
There were Angels, wielders of divine light, born with wings of law; Dwarves, masters of forging who shaped weapons to slay gods; Spirits, manifestations of nature's will; and endless others.
Each race bore hierarchy—low to high, advanced to primordial. To be born a High Race was to rule, to be born a Low Race was to kneel.
The Tyranny of Bloodlines
But even among races, destiny was bound by bloodlines.
A single drop of a Dragon's blood could reshape a mortal into a monster. The kiss of a Demon's blood could corrupt kingdoms. To inherit the blood of a Primordial was to command worship, armies, and fear.
Bloodlines determined destiny: some were born as worms, others as kings. Some were born to be prey, others to devour.
Yet… there existed whispers of a bloodline that should never have been. A union forbidden by law and fate. A merging of abyss and eternity, chaos and sovereignty. Neither demon nor dragon, but something beyond both.
The Forbidden Prophecy
In the hidden annals of the Omniverse, carved in ruins erased by gods, there is a prophecy. It speaks of a being born cursed—a hybrid, shunned by all, despised by heaven, rejected by law. His soul would burn with abyssal hatred, his body with draconic supremacy.
They named him the Primordial Chaos Demon Dragon.
> "From the blood of abyss and scales of eternity, shall rise the Calamity. He shall reap gods with his scythe, cut fate with his sword, devour bloodlines and burn domains. He shall not guard the Omniverse—he shall devour it."
The prophecy was buried, erased by Dao Lords and sealed by True Gods. Yet whispers endure. For when Chaos stirs, not even Heaven dares to sleep.
Thus begins the tale of Eternal Calamity.
A tale of a cursed child, born in chains, who shall one day stand above gods and tear down the Omniverse itself.