Plop!
A suffocating silence lood over the land as Aengus materialized in the Realm of the Dead.
His form flickered montarily before solidifying completely. His presence rippled through the space like an unstoppable force.
His dark irises scanned the desolate landscape before him.
The first thing he noticed was the sheer weight of the place—an oppressive atmosphere woven with the despair of countless souls bound in chains. The air itself felt heavy, saturated with lingering wails of the tornted and the silent whispers of the judged.
"The First Hell." Aengus murmured.
Before him stretched an infinite land of darkened soil, cracked and lifeless. The red moon above cast eerie shadows across the endless field of bound souls, all tethered by chains that extended into the void.
Above him, monstrous, shifting figures weaved in and out of existence, their watchful gazes locked upon him.
But Aengus felt no fear.
He took a step forward, and imdiately, the realm seed to react.
Clang, clang, clang!
The chains rattled violently, and the souls trembled as an unseen force shifted in response to his presence. The very fabric of this dinsion recognized his power and authority.
The junior adjudicators, who were busy judging the karma of dead souls, all raised their heads, looking at Aengus through their abyss-like eyes.
They paused, clear astonishnt flashing through their entire beings.
"A living being… here? How?"
"Impossible! What kind of nonsense is this?"
The adjudicators rose from their seats, gathering before Aengus with curiosity and disbelief.
"Who are you, human? How did you arrive here?" they demanded forcefully.
"Do you even know what place this is?"
Aengus was in no mood to explain. He was expecting soone's arrival.
"Are you deaf, human? This isn't a place for you to flaunt your puny human supremacy!"
"You must answer us!" they demanded sternly.
Just then, a booming voice thundered from the heavens above.
"WHO DARES TO QUESTION THE EXTREMITY?"
BOOM!
A deafening tremor shook the entire realm as an enormous obsidian gate materialized before him. Towering beyond the hell, it exuded an imasurable authority, radiating the laws of judgnt itself.
Slowly, the massive doors groaned open, revealing an endless hall lined with ethereal flas that burned without heat.
"So, the mighty Adjudicator finally shows himself," Aengus said with a half-hearted smile.
From the darkness beyond the gate, a figure erged. Clad in robes darker than the abyss, his face remained concealed beneath a hood, yet his presence alone was enough to make even the most ancient beings tremble.
The Supre Adjudicator.
Unlike the others who served judgnt, this entity did not simply record the sins and virtues of souls—he was the embodint of balance, the ruler of the afterlife's grand chanism. His re existence dictated the eternal fates of all who entered this realm.
The chains that once rattled violently now lay still, as if bowing to his authority.
"It's the Supre Adjudicator!"
"Why is he here?"
The junior adjudicators exclaid in surprise.
Regardless of their shock, they all bowed imdiately, making it clear that his authority as the supre ruler of the Realm of the Dead was absolute.
To everyone's astonishnt, the Supre Adjudicator ignored them and walked straight toward the human standing in the flesh.
Not only that; he knelt on one knee, bowing in deep respect.
The souls of the dead, the adjudicators, and even the unseen observers from above were shaken to their very core.
Just what was going on?
"Why is the Supre Adjudicator bowing before a human?"
"I don't know. But he ntioned sothing about this human being an Extremity. Do you know what that ans?"
" neither. But there are definitely deep and mysterious secrets involved."
"Silence!"
The Adjudicator's monstrous growl echoed through the realm, freezing everyone in place.
After silencing the murmurs, the Adjudicator spoke,
"Oh, Great Protector of Infinite Realms and the Infinite Verse, thank you for gracing us with your presence. It is truly an honor."
Aengus smirked. "I see you're so humble now, Adjudicator. In the past, you were so arrogant, proclaiming, 'The Realm of the Dead is my domain—no one can interfere.' What happened to that confidence?"
Though the Adjudicator was faceless, Aengus could sense the sha and embarrassnt coming from him.
"Please do not hold onto the past, Great One," the Adjudicator said solemnly. "I now realize how truly great the Ruination Extremity is. You have shielded us from the unknown for eons and eras. Without you, even the Underworld is now in danger."
Aengus' brows furrowed. He did not like the sound of that. "Why? What is happening to the Underworld?"
The Adjudicator, though towering and giant-like, radiated an unusual sense of vulnerability. Aengus could feel it—weakness from a being that should have been beyond universal levels of power.
"It's not just about the Underworld, Great One," the Adjudicator admitted. "It concerns all of Creation. Perhaps you are unaware because you have yet to regain your full power."
Aengus' eyes narrowed. "What do you an?"
The Adjudicator sighed heavily. "Please do not resist, Great One. Let show you."
Though still vigilant, Aengus nodded.
With a re gesture from the Adjudicator, reality itself seed to fold. In an instant, they crossed realms and dinsions, traversing through existence with impossible ease.
Aengus found himself amidst an endless, empty void. Tiny specks of light stretched in all directions, each representing a universe with its own laws—so were parallel, so entirely unique.
They now stood amidst a vast Multiversal Domain, at the very boundary of the Multiverse.
But they did not stop there. The problem lay far beyond.
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Another shift, and they arrived in the gaverse Domain, a realm of countless multiverses, each with its own governing rules.
Then, they leaped again, entering the Hyperverse, where infinite realities stretched beyond comprehension.
Past the Hyperverse, they finally reached the ultimate boundary of Ruination, the great protective force that shielded the Omniverse. Within the Omniverse lay all of creation: infinite realities, infinite dinsions, and the sum of everything that ever existed.
Beyond the Omniverse, however, there was nothing—absolute blankness.
Until that entity showed.
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