In an incredible world, the boy Anton was running, gasping for breath.
The world reflected in his eyes was a chaos of upside-down buildings, natural formations like plains and mountains, even disasters such as floods and hurricanes... as if the entire world had been shattered and haphazardly kneaded together.
Amid it all stood countless "doors."
All kinds of doors, with no two sharing the same appearance.
They were embedded everywhere throughout the chaotic world, all tightly shut.
As Anton ran, the necklace around his neck occasionally floated outward, a rusty black iron key hanging from its end.
Tempting voices continuously came from within the key, like some mysterious creature whispering beside his ear: Use me to open any door, and every ambition in your heart will become reality.
Anton's response was:
"Shut up, shut up."
"You damned... disgusting thing... sob sob sob."
Anton's voice gradually became tearful. He stopped, standing in a black swamp where viscous Black Liquid submerged his calves.
He lowered his head and looked at himself. Dense flesh buds began proliferating across his exposed skin, while countless red scars wriggled as if they might burst apart at any moment, scarlet eyeballs ready to drill out from within.
"I can't hold on any longer. It's over."
"The Sotians are about to be completely exterminated."
Anton sobbed, for himself, for the Sotians, and for the entire universe.
The boy was one of the Sotians, who had created an advanced magical civilization. The Sotians were born with extremely high Magic Talent. Their beliefs were rather chaotic, divided into many factions that each believed in and followed different magical gods.
They also possessed the power to observe certain hidden regions of the Boundless Mystery. When their entire race stood united, they could wage war against many Divine Entities at the level