CosmicPrime

The Domain Of Gods exists! 

For years, Cain searched for ways on his Modern Earth to travel to the world where beings akin to Gods roam about. Nobody believed he could do it, but Cain never gave up.

And after so many arduous years, he finally created the ritual that would transmigrate him to the Domain Of Gods!

When the ritual had actually worked, Cain should've been positively elated. He even managed to transmigrate into the body of a genuine Dragon Prince. But, there was one major problem.

Despite being the grandson of a Dargon God, he had zero cultivation for 18 years of his life! 

But, instead of feeling despair or cursing his luck over such a cliche scenario, Cain welcomed this problem with a maddening smile. 

Who cares if I have zero cultivation?! I will become a free reign expert no matter the means!

The Chaos Dragon Prince

Kali was drowned in a flood of icy revelations concerning the primordial depths of the Ice Dao, her very essence solidifying into the frozen quintessence of archetypal winter. The cold, biting mysteries of the primeval cosmic night when all burned with absolute zero's chill chiseled away at herself, sculpting her into an unbending whole far exceeding the sum of her prior comprehensions.

Epiphany after epiphany crashed across her being in endless tides, each pearl of frozen wisdom enhancing her mastery while expanding the horizons of her understanding to utterly uncharted, unscaled heights.

By the mysteries' end, the icy queen had become an uncompromising force of nature itself, her merest thought capable of encasing even metaphysical abstractions in endless layers of absolute frost.

Massive Force