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

Potent flames engulfed Caine as a storm of chaotic qi swirled around the platform, a spectacle of destruction and power. Yet, mere moments later, the inferno dissipated, revealing an intact and unyielding Caine.

His upper robes had been reduced to ash, exposing his refined, scarred physique to all who dared to gaze upon him.

Caine's eyes narrowed, his thoughts sharp and calculating. 'Mirror and Oldest are weak, little more than fodder. But with Failure aiding them, they become chaotic factors that could kill me at any moment.'

He assessed the battlefield with clarity, his mind dissecting every possibility. 'Without dealing with Failure, I can do nothing. He knows this. He's using those two as bait to draw me in.'

A grin spread across Caine's face, dark and eager. 'How fun.'

"… [Star Ring Circle: Primordial Bane Flame] … [Foundation: Eternal Night Dragon] …"

Me, Myself, and I(II)