Orclion

Existence was divided into three realms.

The Heavenly Realm. The Earthen Realm. The Infernal Realm.

Below them, countless minor realms of all types existed, none able to match the might of any of the Three Fundamental realms.

The Celestials led the Heavenly Realm, The Immortals led the Earthen Realm and Demons led the Infernal Realm while the Rulers controlled all the minor realms.

Together, they formed The Myriad Unity and allowed peace to reign supreme.

The mortals were allowed to cultivate and reach for the Heavens as a balance was installed between the Heaven and Earth, all according to the Heaven’s Will.

And yet, among the billions of trillions of living beings within the Myriad Unity, one seemed unsatisfied.

“They are lying to us.”

This man went against all known truths and contradicted the very gods.

“We are in a false world! Mere pawns used to study an outcome!”

And so in search of freedom and truth, this man committed the ultimate taboo.

He rebelled.

Against The True Gods

Up, down, left, right—it all stopped having meaning.

Caine found himself spiraling through a void of endless colors, his body battered and torn by countless chaotic streams of qi.

The wounds accumulated on his body faster than he could heal, forcing his Blood Qi to go into overdrive.

All he could see was a blurry fresque of colors reflected by streams of qi that intertwined in chaotic yet beautiful dances.

His body sped through this blurry space with terrifying speed, accelerating over time as if pulled by an invisible spectral force.

Before he could complete his thought, his already blurry vision began to darken as he felt his very Blood Qi twist and churn, mutating into something grotesque.

His normally sharp senses began to shut down, one by one.

Blind