Kael watched as the giant snake left its abode. Its massive body slithered forward, moving with surprising speed. Within seconds, it disappeared beyond the horizon. Kael felt a tingling sensation across his body. Back on Earth, it was common knowledge that the larger a snake, the slower it moved—but that clearly didn’t apply to this one.
Pulling back slightly, Kael scanned his surroundings. After confirming there were no fierce beasts nearby, he activated his Oblivion Body. Instantly, his presence vanished. His body blended into the darkness, his aura completely erased. His eyes, now resembling endless voids of devouring darkness, seed like abysses that could never be filled. His strength surged as he disappeared from sight.
Before him lay an egg—massive, nearly five ters in diater. Kael was stunned, his gaze fixed on it. A deep, rhythmic heartbeat echoed from within.
The creature inside this egg will be terrifying... he mused. He couldn’t help but pity anyone who would have to face it in the future.
Rembering his purpose, Kael approached the egg and crouched down, preparing to lift it.
"Fuck..." Kael gasped as he felt the sheer weight pressing down on him. His muscles bulged as he gritted his teeth. Despite his small stature—barely more than half a ter tall—he was lifting an egg that dwarfed him in size.
Yet, against all odds, he lifted it.
"I wonder how heavy this thing is..." he muttered, adjusting his posture and bracing himself to move.
The mont he took a step, the crushing weight bore down on him, but he refused to stop.
"Look, Kael... this thing might be heavy, but I’m a demigod expert with the Oblivion Concept," he growled, his voice deepening, his eyes growing colder.
[Hollow Effect: Activated]
Kael’s expression beca blank. He stood straight, no longer affected by the burden. Without hesitation, he vanished, moving swiftly toward the wolf’s cave.
Upon arrival, he dashed in and set the egg down before disappearing once more.
Several kiloters away, Kael deactivated his Oblivion Body and collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily.
[Hollow Effect: Deactivated]
"Damn... I need to be careful with the Hollow ability," he thought.
Hollow—a state where his emotions were severed, leaving him utterly indifferent.
The lingering effects unsettled him. When the Hollow ability was active, he hadn’t cared about anything—not his strength, not his safety. He should have checked whether the wolf was in the cave before entering, but he hadn’t. Thankfully, it had been empty.
Kael frowned. Why do I feel drained? Was it the Oblivion Body? Or was the egg simply too heavy?
Either way, his strength soon returned, and he stood up.
Minutes passed.
A sudden, terrifying roar shook the forest as a massive wolf-like beast appeared. Its aura was overwhelming, radiating fury and power. Smaller wolves, numbering in the hundreds, surrounded the cave, their eyes locked on the entrance.
Then, a loud howl pierced the air.
Strangely, it wasn’t filled with rage.
Kael furrowed his brows. Did it find the egg?
Lifting his gaze to the sky, he frowned. The snake should have returned by now...
Yet, even after several minutes, there was no sign of it.
Then, it hit him—the chaotic aura surrounding the wolf.
"Did they fight...?" Kael muttered, puzzled.
His expression darkened. If the snake doesn’t return soon... the egg will be eaten.
Before, he wouldn’t have cared. But now, he needed that egg. Its bloodline was special.
"Fuck it."
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to remain calm. Lately, my growing strength has made reckless. I’ve been using valuable resources as bait without proper certainty. That’s a mistake.
His expression steadied, the last traces of anxiousness fading. Slowly, his eyes turned into swirling voids. A grin stretched across his face as his body was engulfed in darkness.
Then, another figure erged.
This ti, he was taller, his body fully matured, lean yet muscular, with eight sharply defined abdominal muscles. A dark armor covered his form before shifting into a deep purple hue. His eyes blazed red, a sinister grin on his lips as two curved horns erged from his head. His once-dark hair turned pure white.
Behind him, a faint figure lood—an eerie, demonic entity.
Kael stretched out his hand, and a long purple katana materialized in his grip.
(Refer to Kael’s incomplete Oblivion form in the character illustrations for visualization.)
His emotions beca fleeting. He felt... nothing.
"Ahh... it’s been so long... Still as wonderful as ever, isn’t it?" Kael murmured, his grin widening. A surge of overwhelming energy flooded his body.
This was the full power of his Incomplete Oblivion Form.
Kael gazed at his sword. It radiated such sharpness that even space itself trembled. He swung it gently—
A thin crack ford in the air.
He had torn through space.
Normally, only beings at the Minor God Realm could achieve such a feat. Yet, his sword had allowed him to do it effortlessly—let alone his own power in this form.
"I never tested how strong this body is..." Kael whispered, his grin stretching unnaturally. "Now, I’m dying to try it."
His gaze shifted toward the massive pack of false god-level wolves gathered outside their king’s lair.
His expression?
Pure thirst.
A thirst for chaos.
Emotionless, indifferent—yet smiling.
As he moved, an overwhelming force descended upon Fasis Forest.
The first being with the Concept of Oblivion had awakened.
Outside the Forest of Fasis...
A massive creature with two wings and an aura of a False God Realm descended, letting out a deafening roar.
The very air trembled as shockwaves rippled outward, forcing a smaller figure to leap off its back. It was Muyin, and he had just arrived at the entrance of the Fasis Forest.
He landed gracefully, then patted the wyvern’s neck a few tis.
"You can go back," Muyin said.
The beast roared once more before taking to the skies, vanishing into the distance.
As the wyvern disappeared, Muyin grinned. His blood boiled with excitent. He couldn’t wait to enter the forest.
"The Demonic Blood is mine..." Muyin murmured, clenching his fists.
With every step toward the forest, his expression darkened. mories of his past life surged into his mind, and the warmth in his eyes faded. Love and goodwill were replaced by cold rage and relentless hatred.
"My revenge can wait for thousands of eras... but it will co at last," he muttered.
Just as he was about to step into the forest, a terrifying force pulsed through the air. A shockwave slamd into him, hurling him hundreds of ters backward.
A thick black aura rose from the depths of the forest, and a dark beam of energy shot straight into the sky.
Muyin’s eyes widened in shock.
"This only happens when a new concept is born... when it manifests within a being capable of bringing it to life."
He vividly rembered the silver light that covered the sky when the Space-Ti girl awakened her form—the mont the Concept of Space-Ti ca into existence.
And now, he was witnessing sothing similar.
The skies darkened as if mourning, yet power surged through the atmosphere. All concepts related to destruction stirred awake.
Terrifying roars echoed as creatures of unfathomable strength felt the shift in power. Their blood burned, and the heavens rumbled.
Thunder roared.
Lightning slashed across the sky.
The Concept of Destruction had also been invoked.
Sowhere in a Silent, Empty Realm...
A vast, endless prison stood alone in the void.
A voice whispered in the darkness.
"Yes... yes... yes... The chains are loosening."
A deep, eerie chuckle followed.
"Ahhh... though the form is still incomplete... I can’t wait for you to awaken it fully."
A pair of crimson eyes glead in the abyss. Reality quivered as a vision of a desolate realm flashed into existence.
"When I rage, the Realm of War will crumble. When I cry, the world will mourn. When I kill, Reality itself will wither."
"I will make every living thing tremble. For I am Destruction Incarnate—the true principle of death. The ultimate being destined to end the Realm of War."
"I have only one purpose..."
"To erase this realm and every creature within it."
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Far Beyond the Lowlands of the Middle Realm...
A silver-haired woman sat motionless. Around her, ti and space warped and distorted as if they bent to her very will.
Then, suddenly—her eyes snapped open.
A pulse of energy rippled outward, twisting reality for thousands of kiloters.
To her, what were fourth-dinsional beings? Fifth-dinsional ones? Even those of the sixth dinsion and beyond were insignificant in her presence.
She turned her gaze toward a distant location.
"Oblivion..." she whispered.
She wasn’t the only one who noticed.
In Another Faraway Land...
A being wreathed in raging flas stood tall, his presence distorting reality itself.
Every second, new parallel realities were born—only to be consud by the endless inferno that surrounded him.
This was the God of Fire, Sequence Zero. A genius of the Celestial Race.
His form remained unseen, but his voice carried across the void.
"Oblivion... So, a new concept has erged... apart from Space-Ti."
He chuckled, flas consuming everything except existence itself.
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In a Realm Beyond the High, Middle, and Low Lands...
A shadowed figure stood in ultimate silence.
There was no sound. No movent.
Nothing lived in this place.
"Oblivion..." a hollow voice murmured.
"I see the death of the Realm of War ahead... how delightful. Lovely. Lovely."
"For the Concept of Death always thrives where war rages."
Another figure stood beside him—a bare-chested being whose heartbeat shattered universes.
A twisted grin spread across his face as his floating hair defied gravity.
"Yes... Death, you are right..."
His grin widened, his presence like an unchained calamity.
"War."
His body pulsated. Universes trembled.
Then—
"WAR!!!"
BOOM.
The multiverse shook.
And then—
It collapsed.
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