Somewhere in the Heavenly Planes…
"What do you make of this, Zeus?" Odin asked, his single eye fixed on the glowing sphere before them.
The Origin Orb pulsed with an ancient, unknowable energy, its light stretching across the heavens.
Zeus remained silent for a moment before replying, "We can never truly understand the Origin Orb."
His gaze hardened.
"And yet… it has chosen to grant these earthlings a portion of its power."
Odin folded his arms. "Do you think it is wise?"
Zeus let out a low chuckle. "Wise or not, it changes nothing. The humans have been given a chance."
"A chance to fight for their own survival," Odin muttered.
Zeus nodded. "Now, it is up to fate whether they live… or perish."
And so, the gods watched.
Meanwhile… on Earth.
"Your Imperial Majesty," the main commander said urgently, kneeling before his ruler, "all elite forces have been deployed to the battlefield. However, the war has reached a critical stage. We must make haste and join them."
A towering figure stood before him.
"Then we move," Lord Zodac declared calmly.
His voice carried the weight of absolute authority.
"My soldiers… today we prove ourselves worthy."
He stepped forward, his golden armor gleaming, spikes lining his chestplate, shoulders, and knees. In one hand, he gripped a massive greatsword.
"For too long, humanity has been overlooked," he continued. "For too long, we have been ignored."
His eyes burned with determination.
"But today… we show the universe that we are not to be trifled with."
Once dismissed as insignificant, the Milky Way galaxy had been ignored in the great wars between races. Humanity, lacking power, had remained in the shadows.
But now, everything had changed.
With the sudden rise of their strength, they had drawn attention.
Dangerous attention.
Other races had begun to move.
And war… had arrived.
"Listen to me!" Lord Zodac's voice thundered across the battlefield as countless soldiers turned to face him.
"This is the moment that will decide our fate!"
Silence fell.
"This is the moment that will define humanity's place in the universe!"
He raised his sword high.
"So fight! Fight for your home! Fight for your future!"
A roar erupted from the army.
Standing over two meters tall, exuding overwhelming pressure and an almost otherworldly presence, Lord Zodac charged forward.
Straight into battle.
A battle that would decide the fate of mankind.