Primordial Chaos Domain
A place beyond the understanding of mortals—where time bent and space itself twisted to accommodate the will of its ruler. Vast floating palaces hovered above a sea of swirling cosmic energy, with ancient mountains piercing through the void, each one a domain belonging to a god or goddess shaped by Adams himself. The sky was endless, shifting between hues of gold, violet, and deep crimson, reflecting the chaotic yet harmonious nature of this realm.
A sudden ripple in space. A moment later, three figures stepped through—a gateway of shifting black and silver energy snapping shut behind them.
Awar, ever the embodiment of exhaustion, barely took two steps before letting out a deep sigh. Without a word, he trudged forward, his feet dragging slightly against the shimmering ground. His destination? Probably anywhere he could collapse and sleep for the next century.
