Leon Cromwell: The Golden Sovereign’s Universe

Leon Cromwell stood upon the edge of creation, gazing upon the vastness of his universe. Unlike the others, who immediately sought out civilizations, Leon took his time, analyzing the structure of his cosmos, noting the natural balance—or lack thereof—within its celestial framework.

His golden armor gleamed under the radiant glow of a thousand newborn stars, his blue eyes reflecting the silent majesty of the world he now ruled. He had always been a man of calculation, precision, and unwavering will, and his rule over this universe would be no different.

Taking a deep breath (even though he does not need to breath), he extended his hand, allowing his divine energy to seep into the very fabric of space itself.

"Show me my domain."

A surge of golden light erupted from his palm, and in an instant, visions of countless worlds, civilizations, and anomalies flooded his mind. He witnessed kingdoms of light, realms of chaos, and empires locked in eternal struggle. He saw primitive species reaching toward the stars, celestial beings waging wars over ancient grievances, and planets untouched by conflict, thriving in peaceful ignorance.

Leon exhaled slowly.

"This universe is… untamed."

Unlike Rimuru's well-structured approach, Guy's chaotic might, or Luminous's balance of light and darkness, Leon would shape his universe into something greater—an empire of order and sovereignty, where strength and honor dictated rule.

But first, he needed rulers worthy of upholding his will.

The First Civilization: Solaris Prime, the Planet of Blazing Kings

Leon's first stop was Solaris Prime, a planet engulfed in endless sunlight, its surface shimmering with golden cities powered by solar energy. The people of this world, the Heliari, were beings of radiant energy, humanoid in form but with bodies composed of living plasma and golden flames.

As Leon descended upon the capital, Solara Sanctum, he was immediately met with resistance.

A group of Heliari knights, clad in sun-forged armor, blocked his path. Their leader, a towering figure wreathed in golden flames, pointed his spear at Leon.

"Outsider! State your purpose, or be consumed by Solaris's wrath!"

Leon smirked, his golden aura flaring to match their intensity. "I am Leon Cromwell, the ruler of this universe. And I have come to determine whether your people are worthy of standing at my side."

The Heliari warrior narrowed his molten eyes. "We bow to no one but the Eternal Sun."

Leon chuckled. "Then let's see whose radiance burns brighter."

With a flick of his wrist, the sky above darkened instantly, the unrelenting sunlight vanishing as if it had never existed. The temperature plummeted, and for the first time in their history, the Heliari felt the chilling touch of darkness.

The warriors staggered in shock, their flames weakening in the absence of their solar lifeline.

Leon strode forward confidently, golden energy swirling around his body.

"Your strength is impressive, but it is fragile. Power dependent on external forces is no power at all." He extended his hand, restoring the sun's light. "Now tell me, do you wish to remain servants to the sun? Or do you wish to ascend beyond it?"

The leader knelt, his flames igniting even brighter than before.

"I see now. If we serve you, we shall no longer be bound by the limits of the Eternal Sun. We shall become sovereigns of our own radiance."

Leon smiled. "Good. Then you, High Lord Helios, shall be my first Supreme Kai."

The Second Civilization: Nyxoria, the Voidborn Empire

Leon's next journey took him to Nyxoria, a massive world that floated within a cosmic abyss, where no light could reach. This was a planet ruled by the Nyxari, beings of darkness, silence, and unfathomable knowledge.

Unlike Solaris Prime, which burned with ambition, Nyxoria was a world of shadowed intellect and hidden truths.

Leon landed in the capital city, Ebonspire, a sprawling labyrinth of blackened spires, glowing runes, and silent streets. The air was thick with secrecy, as if the very fabric of reality whispered untold secrets to those who dared to listen.

From the shadows, a voice echoed.

"A being of golden sovereignty… how rare."

Leon turned, facing a hooded figure whose eyes shimmered like black stars.

"You must be the ruler here."

The figure chuckled. "Ruler? No. Nyxoria has no ruler, only knowledge. We are the keepers of all that is hidden."

Leon smirked. "Then tell me, keepers of secrets, do you know why I am here?"

The hooded figure nodded. "You seek those who will help you govern your universe. You seek balance, power, and wisdom. You seek… us."

Leon narrowed his eyes. "Then answer me this: Can wisdom alone rule a world?"

The figure stepped forward, removing their hood to reveal a woman with hair like flowing void and eyes filled with cosmic mysteries.

"No. But wisdom ensures that strength is never wielded foolishly."

Leon nodded, satisfied. "Then you, Lady Nyxara, shall serve as my second Supreme Kai."

The Third Civilization: Drakonis, the World of Eternal War

His final destination was Drakonis, a planet torn apart by millennia of unending war, where colossal dragon-like beings waged battle across the skies, seas, and mountains.

Here, strength was law, and only the mightiest could hope to rule.

Leon landed in the middle of a battlefield, where two titanic warlords clashed—one, a monstrous draconic warrior clad in obsidian scales; the other, a humanoid behemoth wielding a blade the size of a mountain.

Both stopped mid-battle, sensing the sheer dominance of Leon's aura.

"Who dares interrupt our war?" the dragon roared.

Leon crossed his arms. "You call this a war? This is nothing more than a mindless brawl."

The humanoid warlord sneered. "And what would you know of war, golden one?"

Leon raised a single hand. "Everything."

A surge of divine energy rippled outward, and in an instant, the entire battlefield was frozen in golden stasis.

The warlords staggered, their immense power meaningless before the might of a true cosmic sovereign.

Leon walked between them, his voice absolute.

"War without purpose is nothing but destruction. Power without control is nothing but ruin. If you wish to fight, then do so under my rule, with my laws, with my purpose."

The dragon warlord growled. "And what purpose do you offer?"

Leon smirked. "To become something greater than beasts of war. To become rulers of destruction itself."

The warlords exchanged glances, then knelt before him.

"Then let us serve as your first Destroyers, O Golden Sovereign."

With his Supreme Kais and Destroyers chosen, Leon assembled them within a golden citadel suspended above the stars.

He declared the laws of his universe:

Strength Without Purpose is Forbidden – Power must be wielded with wisdom. No war shall be fought without justification.

Knowledge is the Foundation of Rule – Leaders must seek knowledge before making decisions. Recklessness will not be tolerated.

Balance of Sun and Void – Light and darkness must coexist, guiding civilizations toward both strength and intellect.

Honor Above All – Treachery, deceit, and cowardice are punishable by complete annihilation.

Leon's Will is Supreme – No being shall stand above the Golden Sovereign. His word is absolute.

Thus, Universe Five was shaped, not as a kingdom of chaos or unchecked power, but as a dominion of strength, intellect, and unwavering law—a true empire under the rule of Leon Cromwell.