In an unknown universe, within an unknown stretch of Spacetime.
A tall figure carrying an imposing aura walked in.
Pharaoh Akhenaten had come to recharge again—no, to replenish his energy.
More than four thousand years had passed since Akhenaten had been seized from Earth by someone called Cosmic Order and brought here.
Four thousand years was enough to change far too many things.
"Excellent. My body has become healthier and younger, completely unlike those metal lumps outside... As expected, flesh and blood are far more wonderful."
Pharaoh Akhenaten entered this strange Spacetime. All around him, terrifying power visible to the naked eye slowly writhed, halting the flow of time and the leaps of space. That supreme might froze everything in place.
Akhenaten walked over and greedily stared at the incomparably complex and terrifying metal sphere ahead. Waves of brilliant light, brighter than the sun, spread out from the dim metal ball.
Every negligible glimmer contained enough destructive power to destroy the Orrery of Worlds.
Akhenaten had possessed this thing for over four thousand years, ever since receiving it from Cosmic Order. Yet after all that time, he had never found the true method of controlling it.
With that thought, Akhenaten let out a deep sigh. He walked over, stretched out his hand, and cautiously touched the cluster of light surrounding the metal sphere. Immediately, countless electric currents surfaced across his body, bringing him a terrifying increase in power.
Streams of orange electricity surged wildly, stimulating and replenishing Akhenaten's flesh-and-blood body.
"Ohhhhhh!!!"
The Pharaoh let out a suppressed growl, followed by a long silence and ragged breathing.
He had grown stronger again.
It was always like this. As long as he touched even the slightest trace of the power flowing over the metal sphere's surface, he could gain a tremendous increase