(The Summons and the Shattering)
A deep silence fell over the divine court. The echo of countless gods faded into nothingness — fear gripped them all, for there was only one name on their lips.
X.
The King God rose from his throne. His steps were slow but carried the weight of eternity.
"Wait," he said, his voice shaking the still air. "I will speak to the Creator."
He walked past the golden pillars, through a corridor of light, until he reached a secret chamber — a place where only he could enter.
At its center stood a glowing sphere, ancient and alive, humming with creation itself.
The King placed his hand upon the sphere and closed his eyes. His consciousness drifted into the void, descending into the realm of pure thought.
There, within the infinite expanse, he felt the Creator — the source of everything.
> "This power… it defies our laws," the King said softly. "Whoever holds it cannot be destroyed by divine might alone."
The Creator's voice resonated, distant yet commanding:
> "Do not strike him directly. X is not one that can be slain by force.
Create a being — not as powerful as him, but strong enough to resist him.
A fragment of your own essence. Shape it, forge it, and send it into the worlds.
That fragment will be your answer."
The King bowed his head. "A piece of me…" he whispered. "So be it."
He opened his eyes and returned to the court.
"Listen, all of you," he said. "Spread across every world. Search every corner of existence. When destruction comes, protect your realms. And find the one — the fragment — who can stand against X."
The gods murmured anxiously.
"But how will we find him?" one asked.
The King's eyes turned cold.
"You will know when your world begins to fade," he said. "And when that time comes… fight. Even if fear consumes you."
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The scene shifted.
Far away, on a planet much like Earth — yet not Earth — a world called Gokas thrived. Within it lay the Sara Kingdom, a realm where moonlight and sunlight danced together. Humans, demigods, and demi-demons lived side by side.
The marketplace was alive — merchants shouting, children running, the smell of herbs and metal filling the air. Among the crowd, a man in a dark hood moved swiftly.
He accidentally collided with a cart.
"Watch where you're going!" shouted the driver.
"Forgive me," the stranger said quietly and continued walking.
Then — it happened.
The noise stopped. The crowd froze.
An entire section of the marketplace — people, stalls, sound — vanished into nothingness.
Above, Jaco, the guardian deity of that world, looked down in shock.
He descended to the ground, his divine aura shaking the air. "What happened here?" he muttered.
That's when he saw him — a figure wrapped in shadow, face hidden, two faint symbols glowing like X across his eyes.
"Who are you?" Jaco demanded. "Are you a god?"
The stranger's voice was calm, emotionless — like death itself.
> "I am not a god.
I am not a demon.
I am not human.
I am… X."
The moment the name left his lips, the sky shattered.
A blinding explosion tore through the land — Jaco's divine form disintegrated into millions of fragments, his light scattering like dust in the void.
In a single motion, X raised his hand — and the entire planet collapsed into ash.
Cities, oceans, mountains — gone. Only silence and darkness remained.
X walked forward, through the ruins of what once was life, his eyes cold, his heart — hidden deep within the void — untouchable.
And thus began the true story of The Destroyer of Universes.
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