The endless duty

"The Gates of Eden" 's members had existed since the dawn of reality itself, each an incarnation of the abstract forces that shaped existence. They were gods beyond comprehension, but unlike passive overseers, they manually upheld their concepts.

- Eden, the Architect of Creation, formed everything with his will.

- Sheol, the Inevitable End, destroyed what must be undone to make room for new existence.

- Kaones, the Unwavering Flow of Time, ensured events moved forward, unbroken.

- Blance, the Arbiter of Balance, weighed all things to prevent existence from unraveling.

- Para, the Highest Order, maintained structure and dictated the foundation of all things.

- Tet, the Pulse of Life, filled the universe with vitality.

- Fene, the Guardian of Eternity, ensured the cycles continued.

- Ebress, the Vastness of Space, held everything together in the infinite void.

They worked tirelessly, their tasks unending. They were immortal. Unchanging. Indestructible.

Or so they believed.

The Breaking of Sheol

For countless cycles, Sheol had fought alongside Eden, his opposite and first companion. He admired Eden—perhaps even sought his approval—but Eden was always cold. He never saw Sheol as an equal, only as a necessary force he had to tolerate. Despite the rule forbidding bad relationships among the Gates of Eden's members, this silent rift between them grew over endless eras.

Sheol had endured many ends and rebirths of reality, but something inside him began to crack. His once fierce, reckless nature faded into apathy. He became indifferent, empty, hollow. The others noticed his change, but none could grasp what was truly happening.

Then, one day, he broke.

A scream unlike anything before tore through existence itself. Every star, every planet, every being felt it—a sound of pure agony that defied comprehension. The Gates of Eden's members heard it as well, and they knew something was terribly wrong.

Sheol's energy, the essence that filled his hollow form, had begun overflowing. His body could not contain it. He convulsed, light erupting from his very being.

Eden, horrified, immediately tried to reach him. Using the void-gate from Ebress's dimension, he teleported to Sheol's location within seconds. But when he arrived, it was too late.

Sheol was already disappearing. His entire form was unraveling, being consumed by his own energy. His screams weakened, his presence faded, and then—nothing.

The God of Destruction was gone.