Every myth contained a crucial stage of creation, and every lineage's foundational canon possessed this indispensable part. It determined the composition of Stigmata, the foundation of miracles, and how all things were understood.
Whether it was a sleeping great god, a sacred being wielding a massive axe, an existence walking upon the waters, or a giant suckling a cow's milk amid winter, they all essentially described the process by which all things flowed forth from the Pillar of Divine Marrow.
Whichever one it was, the process was not actually all that different.
—Within chaos, a force emerged and shattered everything. The clear rose, the murky sank, and the splendid world of the Present Realm took shape.
All things moved in orderly fashion.
Yet many myths never mentioned it... the end of the world was much the same.
It was not terribly different from when all this had been created.
When all phenomena and all things reached their final end, when everything that had once undergone sublimation met solidification and destruction in hell, the vast Present Realm would shatter into fragments.
As countless shards fell into the abyss, they formed what was known as hell.
Those things that were light, hollow, and insignificant would gradually peel away and float in the "shallow waters," while miracles solidified into calamities would sink into the deep ocean.
Toward greater depths.
The more refined and magnificent something was, the heavier it became after solidification, and the farther it fell.
That was why the concept of depth came into being, along with the broad divisions—humanity used the mass of calamities or miracles as a standard to measure the abyss formed by endless hells.
The Depth Zone, the Withered Zone, the Abyssal Dark Zone, the Silent Zone, and the many bizarre Abyss's Bottoms...
And above them all,