APOCALYPSE: The Fall

Time, they say, governs the principle of life.It decides when one is born, when one grows, and when one fades into death. Every second, every possibility, every pathit watches them all. Time sees everything.Yet even time has its limits.There exists something beyond its grasp… an anomaly it cannot record, a moment it dares not acknowledge.BOOM!!The sound of war echoes from a place far removed from existence itself.At the edge of every multiverse—where realities overlap and laws lose meaning—floats a colossal sphere, greater than suns, heavier than worlds. Within it, a war older than memory rages on.Two factions clash endlessly.On one side stand the Divine Order of Light—beings of peace clad in angelic battle armor, wings forged from radiant energy, spears of pure light glowing in their hands. Thousands upon thousands of divine warriors hold the line, their purpose clear: protect life.Opposing them is the Legion of Chaos—shadow-armored warriors shaped like death itself, their presence suffocating, their armor soaked in despair. Wherever they march, the scent of ruin follows. They seek not balance, nor conquest alone.They seek what is most precious.What the Light protects.What the Darkness desires.Life itself.And among all worlds, one planet stands above the rest.A fragile blue world… endlessly flawed, endlessly beautiful.Earth.Chosen by the Creators for reasons unknown, Earth exists beyond understanding—an irregularity in creation. For it, the war has raged for years… perhaps centuries… perhaps longer. So long that even time refuses to count it.But in the midst of endless conflict, something impossible occurs.A being is born—not of light, nor of darkness, but of life itself.A child destined to stand beyond fate.A bearer of hope.A breaker of chains.A name that would one day be feared by gods and whispered by demons.His name is:AIONT