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The story follows individuals from diverse races (humans, elves, demons, androids, and more) as they embark on a journey through a 100-level dimensional tower. Each level represents a unique world with its own challenges, laws of reality, and guardians. Completing all 100 levels grants them the right to ascend to godhood, where they must find their place in the hierarchy of gods.

Ascension : the hundred floors

For the first time in eternity, the gods—beings once thought untouchable—had faltered. The very foundation of divine supremacy had cracked, and in that moment, something irreversible took root.

The celestial warriors who had once charged with unwavering faith now hesitated, their forms flickering between absolution and uncertainty. They had been raised to believe in their own invincibility, yet here they stood, facing an Irregular who had severed the chains of inevitability itself.

Aric stood at the center of it all, his presence reshaping the battlefield with every breath.

Dominion struggled to rise, his divine body fractured, his golden ichor staining the void. "This… is blasphemy."

Aric tilted his head. "Blasphemy? Against who? A system that crumbles the moment it's challenged?"

Order remained silent, her expression unreadable. But Aric could feel it—the shift in her stance. She had seen something she did not expect.

It was no longer just about winning or losing. It was the realization that they, too, could fall.

And if one god could fall… so could all of them.

A single voice shattered the silence.

A celestial warrior, once a proud enforcer of the divine will, staggered backward. His radiant form flickered. The absolute faith that had anchored his existence had begun to unravel.

A second celestial followed. Then a third.

One by one, divine warriors abandoned their posts, their faith shattered by the impossible. They were no longer fighting a war of righteousness. They were fighting to preserve a lie.

Kaelith stepped forward, her gaze sharp. "The moment they see weakness, the illusion falls apart."

Elandir nodded. "They were never truly invincible. They only ruled because we believed they could."

Order turned to the Eternal Devourer, her voice calm but laced with an edge of finality. "We must contain this before it spreads."

The Devourer chuckled. "Contain? My dear, we are well past that." He leaned forward, his grin widening. "This is history in the making. And I, for one, have no intention of stopping it."

Order's gaze darkened. "You would watch everything collapse just to amuse yourself?"

He spread his arms. "What is eternity without a little chaos?"

Dominion, still reeling from his defeat, growled. "We should strike now—before he regains his strength."

Order shook her head. "No. Another battle now would only solidify his legend. We must retreat."

Dominion's fury flared, but he could not deny the truth. Their forces were shaken. Their power had been defied. The old ways were no longer absolute.

For the first time in eons, the gods did what they had never done before.

Aric exhaled, watching as the divine forces faded from the battlefield. The war was not over, but this battle had been won.

Kaelith approached, her smirk sharp. "You just forced the gods into a retreat. I hope you realize what that means."

Elandir's voice was calm, yet firm. "It means they fear what comes next."

Aric clenched his fist, feeling the weight of reality shift in his grasp. He had shattered their illusion of control. Now, the real war would begin.

Across the Infinite Realm, the Unbound cheered, their voices rising in a chorus of freedom. Titans who had once been enslaved, celestials who had been cast out, mortals who had been trapped in an endless cycle—all now stood on the precipice of something new.

A reality where gods were no longer above them.

Aric looked toward the fractured sky, his voice quiet but resolute.

And the Infinite Path stretched forward, untamed and limitless.

Chapter 61: The Shattered Pantheon ---