DND Plane.
The spacetime that Lady of Pain and the others also called the Multiverse.
Ever since the God Above Gods had created the world for a second time and thoroughly restructured the original framework of the entire spacetime.
A not-insignificant span of time had passed here. A thousand leisurely years had vanished in the blink of an eye.
Now.
Other than a few ancient Longevity Races who could still clearly remember what this place had originally looked like.
Those mortal races with fleeting lifespans had long since treated that ancient information as fabricated mythological tales that had been excessively embellished.
After all.
Things never witnessed with one's own eyes were always hard to believe.
In that regard.
Those thousand years amounted to the lifespans of dozens of generations for them.
And something that dozens of generations had never seen with their own eyes was no different from a falsehood, even if it was real.
It carried no sense of reality at all.
Something absolutely long enough was enough to make people forget every past...
Even if it was the past of an entire world, that would not change...
After this period of settling.
Within the various worlds of this plane, not only had their once somewhat immature structures been completely stabilized.
Certain subsidiary mechanisms that had previously remained blank were also gradually being continuously refined.
For example: the God Mechanism established by AO and the others.
As the laborers they had envisioned.
Qualified, fortunate mortals had, after undergoing all kinds of trials, successively ascended to become Gods according to the mechanisms set by those God Above Gods.
Among them.
Even with their special authorization and relaxed requirements.
For weak mortals.
Ascending to become a God was still, without question, exceedingly difficult.
Only after fairly long intervals would scattered lucky