Prelude: Erratic Fate Lines.
It was pitch black.
A ray of deep purplish light shot across the silence, frigid emptiness as though it were slicing through the obsidian [Infinite Void].
For years, it continued to move without halting.
An unknown amount of time passed, seemingly an eternity.
The purplish light suddenly changed direction, which wasn't supposed to happen.
It shot toward a massive sea of stars that resembled two donuts crossing each other at a right angle across their diameter.
Two squares overlapped in the center, with the faces of one square and the edges of the other square touching the donut's circumference.
It appeared as though something was calling to it.
With a burst of energy and gas, it broke through the cosmic barrier that shields the cosmos from the [Infinite Void]'s corrosion and charged towards it.
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"Hm... Hmm..."
An old man sitting in a boat that was flying in space looked up and hummed.
His lifeless eyes suddenly had a gleam in them as he saw a beam of purplish light tearing apart the sky and descending at an extremely high speed, and then it vanished.
Once more, the sky returned to normal, and the cosmic barrier began to heal.
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Far away from this man, at the other end of the cosmos, there was a war going on... People were fighting and killing each other mindlessly.
Amidst all of this, roars could be heard saying...
"The [All-Seeing Eyes] are mine."
"No, it is mine."
"I'll annihilate anybody who stands in my way of getting the All-Seeing Eyes."
Abruptly, the object they were fighting for—which was buried in the eyes of the massive statue—began to glow.
The eyes shot out of the rumbling statue and flew off at a great speed, as if something were calling to it.
The statue disintegrated into dust.
"No, it can't be. It is mine."
Enraged remarks were heard.
In the midst of this, a few people tried to get in the way of the two eyeballs, but they were not able to do anything to stop it and were directly killed. The eyeballs flew away with a golden streak towards another streak, which was purplish in color.
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In the empty void, a dull, black, and rusty sword inside an equally rusty and dull bluish-black sheath was floating.
It was endearing enough to draw attention from everyone, despite its unremarkable appearance.
The sword suddenly hummed as if something were calling it.
The sword started vibrating more and more, and then...
It suddenly vanished!
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A man with brownish hair, inside a massive floating tower in space, looked up and saw a streak of purplish-gold light passing through the tower.
His expression was bewildered.
He frowned as he mumbled, "A great disturbance that may change the entire world is coming."
And with that, he closed his eyes.
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Far away, a man flying in the void suddenly came to an abrupt stop in front of a ruin and looked around.
His garments were a shade of grayish white. His beard covered his entire face, his eyebrows resembled two sharp swords, and his eyes shone like sapphires.
The aura around him was that of a sword in a sheath, waiting to be drawn at any moment.
It appeared as though he was trying to find something.
"It is not here. Hmm..."
He ventured deeper into the ruins, where he discovered a damaged temple. The temple appeared to be quite old; its dome had collapsed, and its pillars were all damaged.
The most striking aspect of the temple was its all-eternal white jade marble construction, which retained its shine.
Gazing ahead, he noticed a banner bearing the words [Temple of Destiny].
He moved forward, through the shattered pillars, and got close to the dome. Using his hands, he lifted the dome and flipped it aside.
He then walked ahead and saw a wooden box. He reached out and opened the box. Inside it, he found a single piece of paper that read:
'The destiny of the one who shall wield this power shall never be determined; the virtues may bring unparalleled brilliance, while the vices may bring eternal calamity.'
His eyes gleamed as he thought of something after reading it. He put the page back into the box and stored the box in his storage ring.
"The Myriad Physique source is not here.
Most likely, it will reach the person with the Fateless Physique, as there is no other physique that can handle the Myriad Physique.
This is really the advent of a taboo level character. It is as if the cosmos is trying to fight something or someone.
But the Fateless Physique can only go to them...
Sigh! I wonder who is the lucky one, or shall I say the unlucky one?"
He murmured something as he looked up and noticed a streak of purplish-gold light with an unusual gleam in his eyes.
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In the deepest ends of the cosmos, a being sat on his throne. He looked majestic but bored.
He was the emperor of this world, which was known as the underworld or the world where the dead contrastingly lived.
A rumbling came to his attention, and his uninterested eyes took on a look of surprise.
His attendant spoke, "My liege, the Grand Primordium is reacting strangely..."
"I know; I can see that too. It looks like there will be a lot of disturbances in the next era. I wonder what has finally pushed our cosmos to react, and to this level at that."
He acknowledged it as he looked up to see the same purplish-gold light streak.
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In the void at the central region of the cosmos, inside a separate spatial dimension, there seemed to stand a humongous tree.
It couldn't be seen with the eyes of any being, as it was the very manifestation of the [Cosmic Source] of this cosmos.
On one of the huge leaves of the [Cosmic Tree] sat a beautiful woman dressed in greenish-white clothes.
She looked like a heavenly immortal. Her body was the very definition of femininity.
Her mountainous breasts were protruding out of her body, struggling to come out of her clothes; the tip of the nipple of her breast could be vaguely outlined through her clothes; her flat stomach looked like a flowing heavenly river; and her round and robust ass added to her charm from the back.
It was just the right size, which enhanced her sexuality without making it appear unflattering and ugly.
She had just the right amount of curves in the right places to arouse any man's desire.
Her face stood out the most; it resembled a painting from heaven, with its round, symmetrical shape, small nose, kissable red lips, and large, watery eyes that were pitch-black but had an odd sheen to them that made them seem maternal.
She was the spirit of this cosmos who was responsible for the protection of the [Cosmic Source].
With a voice so heavenly that it could melt even the hardest hearts, she murmured, staring up at the sky, "The great change is about to take place.
To protect our cosmos, we must stand and unite to fight the threat that is coming, or else we shall face utter destruction.
O' the person who will bear this destiny, we shall await your arrival. May fortune be with you.
May you be able to fight your destiny, which is imposed because of the karma of someone else, and bring us out of the dark times."
She looked into the boundless sky and focused her gaze on the streak of purplish-golden light, which soon vanished into oblivion.
She finally said, "The fate lines can't be judged anymore. They have utterly turned erratic."
.....Author's Note:
>> This marks the completion of the prelude to the novel. In the next chapter, we will begin the main story.
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