Two minutes later, the seventh seal finally shattered.
The Concept Prison slowly opened, and an aged yet imposing figure stepped out.
Alpha, the First Creator, this legendary being, finally saw daylight again. His white hair was like snow, yet his gaze remained as sharp as a sword. Most astonishing of all, even after being imprisoned for so long, the power of time around him was still strong enough to warp space itself.
"Gamma, Aristostes, everyone." Alpha's voice was steady and powerful. "I have waited far too long for this day."
He swept his gaze over the crowd. "Within the prison, I have been observing the outside world. I know what happened, and I know what you have been doing."
"Lord Alpha, we need to evacuate immediately," Gamma reminded him.
"No hurry." Alpha raised a hand, and the power of time instantly spread out.
Time throughout the entire area suddenly slowed. The alarms became low and sluggish, while the guards rushing over moved as though in slow motion.
"Relative Time Acceleration," Alpha said casually. "One second for us now equals one minute outside. We have plenty of time to talk."
This power filled everyone with awe. Even a powerful Creator like Gamma felt inferior before it.
"First, thank you for rescuing me," Alpha continued. "Second, I have an important piece of information to tell you—Zeus can still be saved."
"Really?" Aristostes asked excitedly.
"Though the Lord of the Void's control is powerful, Zeus is the embodiment of the concept of order," Alpha explained. "Order and nothingness have always stood in opposition. Deep within his consciousness lies a core that even the Lord of the Void cannot reach—his obsession with perfect order. That is also our only opening."
"What exactly do we need to do?" Gamma pressed.
"We need to create an