Volume 1: The Shattering of Realms
Chapter 1: The Birth of the 9th Heaven
The cosmos had no beginning, yet the birth of the 9th Heaven was a singularity even the multiverse itself remembered. Stars bent in reverence, galaxies shimmered in patterns unseen by any mortal eye, and the void itself trembled with anticipation.
Erevan opened his eyes. Light and shadow intertwined in his gaze, for he was the 9th Heaven incarnate a being beyond gods, beyond realms, beyond the very constructs of existence. His arrival was not heralded by prophecy, for even the prophets of all planes could not comprehend a power such as his.
From the very plane of his being, reality bent to his will. Mountains bowed, oceans shifted, and the air itself danced in golden-black currents. A whisper carried across the multiverse, yet it was no ordinary whisper it was the voice of inevitability:
"He who is the 9th Heaven has awakened."
Time itself froze for a heartbeat. Stars fell, suns ignited and extinguished in a blink, and countless dimensions trembled on the brink of collapse. And yet, Erevan simply stretched his limbs, a smile curling across a face that knew no pain, no fear, no rival.
His abilities were infinite, boundless, and unknowable. He could unmake a universe with a thought, forge realities with a blink, and harness energies that even gods deemed forbidden. Yet, even in such omnipotence, a spark of curiosity ignited within him.
The multiverse, he realized, had a secret: the Infinite Nexus, a convergence of all planes where the impossible became reality. He would go there not because he needed power, but because the 9th Heaven craved understanding.
And so, Erevan stepped from his own domain into the void between all worlds, where darkness and light danced in eternal war. The multiverse recognized him not as a god, but as the apex of all existence.
Behind him, realities whispered in awe, knowing one truth above all:
"None can stand against the 9th Heaven."
And with that, a war older than time itself stirred awake.