The world trembled. Mountains cracked, oceans roared, and the sky split into an endless abyss of darkness.
A lone being stood at the center of the storm — a colossal figure wrapped in swirling light and shadow.
The Original God.
Before Him was a monstrous existence, bound in chains of divine light —
The Demon God.
Their battle had shattered countless worlds. Entire realities died between their strikes.
"Your end… has come," the Original God whispered, even as divine blood floated like galaxies around Him.
With the final fragment of His power, He forced the Demon God into a dimensional seal. The universe screamed as the Demon God let out a final roar—
"I WILL RETURN!"
The seal shut. Silence covered creation.
But the Original God's body flickered, breaking apart into shimmering fragments.
Each fragment a lesser god, created only to divide the burden of creation:
Goddess of Nature.
God of War.
God of Balance.
God of Life.
Many more.
But fragments could not survive without their source.
One by one…
they faded.
Civilizations fell without divine order.
Races starved, corrupted, destroyed one another.
The world spiraled toward ruin.
And no one knew the truth:
The Demon God was not dead. Only sealed. And the seal was breaking.
In His final moment, the Original God forged one last failsafe —
a successor.
Someone who knew pain.
Someone forsaken.
Someone with a heart that would not break under divine power.
And in a distant human world, a boy lay paralyzed in his bed… forgotten by the world.