Primordial001

Tags: Celestials,  Demons, Titans, Magic, ....
Before Earth’s destruction, Zion was involved in a tragic accident that caused his soul to escape the planet. This event spared him from witnessing the catastrophic disaster that annihilated all life, leaving no living creature behind. However, Earth and every soul connected to it underwent an on imaginable distribution as they got refined by the Celestial being for its mysterious purpose. Both souls and matter were erased from existence.



After 1,000 cosmic years, Zion was reborn as a Titan, a member of the legendary Primordial Race. Myths tell of how, after creating the Seven Heavens and the Seven Hells, the Cosmos populated them with two opposing forces: the Celestial Race, who adhered to cosmic laws to refine their divinity, and the Demon Race, who defied those same laws in their pursuit of power.



But the Celestials and Demons were not the Cosmos’ final creations. A third race was unintentionally born, the Primordials, beings capable of bending the very laws of reality. Feared for their overwhelming power, their existence threatened the delicate balance of creation. To prevent chaos, the Cosmos sacrificed itself, using its own essence to seal the Primordials at the edge of the Void, far beyond the reach of the heavens and hells.



Zion, born as the first true Primordial through natural birth, an act that defied cosmic laws, became a member of the Nihiliths, a noble Void Primordial clan. His unique existence granted him unparalleled abilities to manipulate the fabric of reality itself, marking him as a being of extraordinary potential. But his life was far from easy.



The Celestials and Demons, unable to rival the Primordials’ power, discovered loopholes in the ancient seal. Out of envy and greed, they began abducting newborn Primordials, exploiting their essence for twisted experiments, weapons, and forbidden alchemy. Zion uncovers a dark truth: the destruction of Earth was not a natural catastrophe but a calculated act to prevent humanity’s evolution into a race capable of rivaling the heavens.



Now, Zion must rise as the leader of the scattered and sealed Primordials. He must unite his people, protect them from the relentless schemes of Celestials and Demons, and uncover the secrets behind the Cosmos’ ultimate sacrifice. To reclaim the Primordials’ rightful place in the universe, Zion must embrace his full potential, even if it means bending the laws of creation itself and challenging the balance of existence.

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Birth of the Ruler: The Emergence of the Primordial Race

The words were soft but edged with steel, carried swiftly by the cool breeze. Kal blinked. "Huh? Boss?"

Centric's eyes, closed tightly for a moment, snapped open with a flicker of frustration. "Shut up and do as he said." His tone left no room for argument.

Kal hesitated, pride warring with fear on his face, but eventually stepped forward, standing across from Nyxander.

Nyxander tilted his head slightly, the streetlight glinting off his blade. "You're apologizing to the old merchant, not me."

He gestured toward the merchant, who now stood on unsteady feet, like a candle flickering in the wind. "And not just him." Nyxander's finger shifted, pointing squarely at Centric. "You as well."

Kal's eyes narrowed, the mask of arrogance slipping back over his face despite the sweat streaking his brow. "Don't bite off more than you can chew," he muttered, though his voice lacked conviction.

Forced Words, Silent Resentment (II)