Somewhere beyond the reach of mankind, beyond the boundaries of reality and above the horizon of time...
lies a sacred realm: The Domain of Gods and Goddesses.
Here, the rulers of existence gather — from fledgling deities and mid-tier gods, to the high gods who uphold the balance of all worlds.
But among all these divine beings, only one stands above them all.
Rayzalian.
A young god who transcended every limit of power, who reached the highest peak of divinity, and was exalted as the sovereign of all gods and goddesses.
Even the high gods bow before him, acknowledging his unmatched might.
But immortality… is loneliness in its deepest form.
Though surrounded by deities, Rayzalian felt empty.
Every day, he merely observed — watching countless worlds spin endlessly.
The routine never changed. His authority never faltered.
And that… was the problem.
Until one day…
something different finally arrived.
A mid-tier goddess named Arlisia appeared before Rayzalian.
With a trembling voice and eyes full of sorrow, she begged—
not as a goddess,
but as a creator who could no longer protect her creation.
Arlisia had once crafted a beautiful world — a realm filled with hope, art, and life.
But now, that world was ravaged by the greed of five kings ruling over five great kingdoms.
Those five kings — her own creations — waged endless war,
dividing the people, burning the lands, and turning the world into a field of despair.
Arlisia did not stay idle.
She delivered divine revelations—again and again—pleading for the kings to stop.
She even unleashed a race of demons into that world, hoping a common enemy would unite mankind.
But it was all in vain.
The kings remained blinded by ego and the legacy of foolish ancestors.
And in the end…
the demons won.
The world fell.
Hope crumbled.
Then, Arlisia summoned a hero.
A single champion, armed with strength and unyielding resolve,
fought alongside companions to lift humanity from ruin and restore peace.
And the world was saved…
but only for seventy years.
When the hero passed away,
the descendants of the five foolish kings returned to their ancestors’ path.
And this time…
the war lasted for over five centuries.
Arlisia could no longer bear it.
She gave up.
With the last of her hope,
she ascended to the highest realm and knelt before the only being who could change everything:
Rayzalian.
With a gentle voice, yet drenched in pain, she spoke:
> “O King of Gods… it was not the world that failed, but I.
But if I let it continue… my creation will become a curse upon the cosmos.
Please… help me.”
And for the first time since ascending to the pinnacle of godhood…
Rayzalian smiled.
Because at last… there was a reason to move.
And there—
a new story is about to begin.