World Creation

The power of death ran rampant.

Amid the void, countless scenes appeared. The great will of the World of Gods slowly revealed itself, manifesting in that moment.

A faint radiance flickered.

Under the blessing of the entire world, the God of Death slowly rose, truly standing at a higher level.

At that moment, the power of law within him began to transform. At last, he completed that ultimate leap and became a true wielder of Supreme God Power.

The radiance of Supreme God Power spread across the world.

Throughout the World of Gods, every place where living beings dwelled could clearly see a black sun slowly rising above the distant horizon.

A black sun slowly climbed into the sky, radiating a light that belonged to it alone.

Terrifying power ran rampant and rippled outward, surging together with the entire World of Gods and radiating boundless light.

That light was pure death. As it shone upon the land, a subtle transformation began to take place.

Roars rang out across the land, one after another.

The undead who had long lain dormant began to revive. Bathed in the radiance of death, they slowly returned to life, gazing up at the black sun on the horizon and letting out silent roars.

Vast power surged forth.

At that moment, throughout the World of Gods, the Deities felt the mighty light of death. The slumbering gods were roused one after another, gazing at the black sun on the horizon, at a loss for words.

At that moment, they knew in their hearts that the balance of power would become even clearer from then on.

After a series of events, the God of Death's position had already been firmly established. He had become the foremost among the gods, taking the place once held by the King