Billions and billions of years ago, there was a being of incredible power. This being of light had the might to rewrite reality at will and could twist the very flow of time. However, even he was not invincible since, just like he was born to reach the apex of existence, another entity was born to defy him.

This being of incredible power and light faced the monster in a battle that was engraved in the very essence of existence and imprinted in the flow of time for all ages. To defeat his opponent, the being of light triggered a spell that consumed every fragment of his existence.

While using that spell would mean his death, the being of light was more than happy to do it if it meant protecting the people he loved, realizing that the true goal of power was not to rise above others but to protect those you hold dear.

However, as every atom of his existence burned, the being of light’s willpower reached a new stage right before his death. After the blast of flames that covered everything in existence faded, a tiny particle of the being of light’s willpower remained.

It floated across the endless space between universes for countless years but was recovered by his trusted friends and family. While the particle was too little to directly resurrect the being of light, his family and friends found a way to bring him back.

They used the power of their home universe to generate a reincarnation cycle that covered all existences and sent the being of light’s will particle into it. That was the only way the being of light could come back.

It took several billion years for the being of light to return to life, appearing in a distant universe, but he did not come back as a sentient life form. The first time he returned was as a small bacterium.

The mere notion that an entity capable of twisting reality could exist as a unicellular entity was ridiculous, but it happened. It was a short life, but it allowed the soul of the being of light to heal enough so he could reincarnate as a small tree.

After another nine reincarnations, he finally managed to become a flesh and blood life form with the body of a butterfly. More and more reincarnations went by as the being of light advanced in the food chain, finally becoming a young man.

The young man was unaware of his past life. He experienced all as mere dreams until his birth universe finally managed to reconnect with his original home, allowing him to recover his memories and for his family and friends to find him.

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“Master?”

Zatiel opened his eyes as he heard Ezequiel’s voice. There were three powerful eyes on his forehead, majestic wings on his back, and a yin-yang heart on his chest that beat with the power to alter the very fabric of reality.

“Oh, Ezequiel, is there something you need?”

Ezequiel stared at Zatiel with some concern in his eyes. Less than one thousand years had been since they found him in the Invictus Daybreak Universe, yet he had already ordered them to march.

“Master, isn’t it too fast?”

Zatiel softly shook his head as he looked into the distance.

“The Reality Override Realm is not just a cultivation realm, but a state of existence. My aura had flooded the Verse before my demise, and I just took it back. You will understand once you evolve.”

Ezequiel did not say another word and nodded as a powerful silver flame appeared in his eyes. Evolving to the Reality Override Realm was a goal he wanted to achieve but was limited by the nature of reality as the Daybreak Verse could not contain another true Empyrean Paragon of Reality.

“I assume everything is ready.”

“Yes, Master. As you commanded, we spread particles of your willpower across the Emptiness, reaching the confines where nothing but spreads of chaotic aura can be found.”

Zatiel smiled as he nodded. He had already scouted the entire Verse and knew there were no existential threats for the Daybreak Universe anymore.

From now on, the other universes will continue being assimilated into the Daybreak Universe until this one encompasses the full range of the Daybreak Verse. It would take thousands of Epochs if not hundreds of thousands, and there was no way Zatiel could wait so long.

That was why he asked Ezequiel and the other powerhouses of the Daybreak Universe to scatter his willpower across the Verse so he could monitor it even if he were far away, returning in case of any danger.

“Then there is no reason to delay things. A new adventure is waiting for us.”

Zatiel smiled, and a sense of excitement and thrill he had not felt for a long time overflowed his heart.

“Come to me.”

lightsΝοvel Zatiel’s voice spread across the Daybreak Universe, but only a few people could hear it, and they all smiled as they flew into the sky of the Daybreak Sector.

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A man was drinking a cup of tea in front of a massive gate. He had stood like that for countless eons and had been forced to break that stance very few times. All previous times had been an ordeal for the man, but this time was different.

As the Guardian felt the life forms coming in his direction, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand, making the massive gates that even a Reality Override Empyrean Paragon needed his full strength to open split apart on their own.

“Hahaha, thanks for that. You save me the trouble.”

The Guardian focused on the man leading thousands, and he clasped his hands before performing a deep bow.

“It was my duty. I am happy to see you again, Samsara Eternal.”

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There was a tower whose majesty and power knew no boundaries, and that acted as the home for entities whose eyes could pierce into the true nature of reality itself. On the top of this tower stood a divine structure, a world with the form of a red sun.

That red sun’s world was considered the most sacred entity in all the multiverse as the mightiest life forms, the Eternals, thought it to be The Creator’s Eye. Being in its presence was a transcendental experience, and today, something extraordinary happened.

Two figures were fighting under the majestic light of the red sun’s world. One was bathed in glorious dark purple flames that seemed to dictate the life and death of Verses, while the other was a figure with a red mask covered in red energy that seemed to force all things into a state of absolute order.

“Samsara Slash!”

The figure bathed in dark purple flames shouted as he waved down his sword.

“King Thrust!”

As for the one covered in red energy, he pushed his spear forward.

Despite unleashing powers that could reshape all reality, there was a smile on the duo’s face as they battled with all they had under the gaze of the strongest life forms of the Red Sun World’s Multiverse!