PROLOGUE

 "In their ignorance, the common folk claim the universe was born of primordial chaos. But what birthed the primordial chaos itself? Humph. I shall tread the path of cultivation until I uncover the truth. Heheheheh. Of course, I shall take a detour and seek out my birth parents."

Profound Thoughts of the Mad Sovereign

"To live, a man must experience death." These profound words echoed through the countless worlds of the Cosmos. The beards of the human Emperor quivered, marking the only movement from him in millions of years. Far from the celestial grandeur that defined the abode of the human Emperor, in a realm of destruction and infernal decay, sat a demon King upon a throne crafted from the bones of ten thousand species. His eyes, red and devoid of what many would call humanity, blinked - a motion he had not made in ages beyond memory.

Further still, traversing space and time, a billion years into the future, a shirtless man stood. His right eye was as black as the void itself, while his left burned red like the fiery sun. He chuckled, then snarled,

"You have imprisoned me in this world for thousands of years already. I have vanquished the demon King and the human Emperor. The title of the strongest should rightfully be mine. What a joke. Mysterious beings still exist beyond this Cosmos. Amidst the countless worlds of this universe, I have yet to uncover the trail of my origin or the truth. Humph. Since you have reset the Dao of time, I shall not contest it. I, too, require this change to determine if I shall be unmade or remade."

A flicker of interest danced in his eyes, and within the dark and crimson depths, an image from millions of years past began to materialize. It appeared as a memory, yet changes were discernible to him, for the lad in the image was his very young mortal self.