While Sunny's empire consolidated its power, a new dawn was breaking across the countless multiverses, an age where the ascension of new gods was becoming an increasingly common spectacle.
On a multiverse teeming with a many races but one stood out the most, the terrifyingly adaptive race: the Zerg.
Here, evolution was a bloody, brutal harvest. The Zerg consumed the essence of other races, drinking their blood to fuel their own transformation, stealing the talents of the conquered to add to their own formidable arsenal.
The other native races of that multiverse were not just being defeated; they were being erased, their unique genetic codes becoming mere footnotes in the Zerg's relentless march to perfection.
The number one genius of this race, a creature whose body was a horrifying and beautiful mosaic of a hundred different conquered species, yet somehow harmonious.
