"Every war begins with a cause, and not everyone who sees the beginning sees the end. In every war, your enemies may come from those you trusted, and you'll be attacked by what you never expected. As war has a beginning, so do human stories. Kyrian's story begins here.
In the ancient realm of the Eldoria where magic and cultivation intersect, there exists a legendary river known as the Aetherflow. Unlike any other river, the Aetherflow has no certain source; it simply emerges from the very fabric of the universe, its waters shimmering with arcane energy. This river is said to hold unimaginable power, granting those who can tap into it the ability to conquer and manipulate the world around them. but it only promote the Qi and ability to upgrade cultivation levels from _Zhaithos (Initial Level - Grade: F)_Threnodae_ to (Transcendence Level - Grade: B) which to level ahead of each other, and it's forbidden for not cultivators to use because it requires potential risk, most cultivators dies in process.
But within the mystical currents of the Aetherflow lies a single, enigmatic entity: the Eternal Seed "Sarxo" . This seed is the most coveted artifact in existence, sought after by all races—gods, demons, witches, idols, cultivators, and beyond. The Eternal Seed holds the promise of absolute power, enabling its possessor to dominate the ongoing wars between the realms and bring entire worlds under their control.
However, acquiring the Eternal Seed is only the first step. To wield its full power, one must complete a perilous and complex ritual known as the Celestial Convergence. This ritual requires the alignment of ancient constellations, the gathering of rare and potent magical ingredients, and the recitation of forgotten incantations. Without the Celestial Convergence, the power of the Eternal Seed is unstable and dangerous.
Those who attempt to use the Eternal Seed without performing the ritual are doomed to a fate worse than death. They will become Berserkers, uncontrollable beings of pure chaos, driven mad by the unchecked power coursing through their veins. Their rampages leave destruction in their wake, and their lifespan is tragically short, burning out in a violent, explosive end.
The Aetherflow and the Sarxo Eternal Seed thus represent both the ultimate prize and the greatest peril. Those who seek it must be prepared to navigate a treacherous path, balancing the allure of unparalleled power against the dire consequences of failure. In the hands of the wise and the worthy, the Eternal Seed can bring about an era of peace and prosperity. In the wrong hands, it spells doom for all.
Zarath had gone through all these dangerous paths without performing the ritual just for the rare ingredient he has to attain now have the seed and had multiplied almost the realm's gods, goddess soldiers, to fight against the emperor to get the throne and get Soren he who has the source of the rare ingredient. Kyrian must not let this be so. He summoned the supreme Gods (his ministers), saving the people from Zarath's control.
In the council chamber, Kyrian addressed his ministers, who were also powerful beings. "Zarath has the Eternal Seed. He has become more dangerous than ever. We need to protect our people and stop him before it's too late."
Minister Alaric, known as the God of Wisdom, spoke first. "We must gather the ingredients for the Celestial Convergence. It's our only chance to neutralize Zarath's power."
Minister Elara, the Goddess of Magic, added, "We also need to protect our people from Zarath's influence. His dark magic is spreading like wildfire."
Kyrian nodded. "Agreed. We will split into teams. Some will gather the ingredients, and others will protect the people."
As the ministers prepared, Kyrian couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom. He knew he had to confront Zarath directly.
In the midst of his preparations, Kyrian sensed Zarath's presence. He hurried to the battlefield, where he found Zarath waiting, his eyes glowing with dark power.
"Kyrian," Zarath sneered, "you can't stop me. With the Eternal Seed, I am invincible."
"Zarath, you've gone too far," Kyrian replied, his voice filled with determination. "This ends now."
Zarath laughed, a chilling sound that echoed through the battlefield. "We shall see, cousin. We shall see."
The two stood facing each other, with eyes of avenge and revenge, The battle for the fate of the realms was about to begin.