Evil Skeleton

Creation was destruction.

Tidal light swept across the stars, surpassing the Great Sun. Under the Authority of Creation, the true Genesis Light separated Chaos and opened up the Grand Void.

Even as the Primordial World's scarlet radiance shook Cosmic Law, and the Golden King's descending sword reenacted the Miracle of creation by splitting heaven from earth, Su Lin kept absorbing fragments of the Great Will's soul. Every fragment he gathered brought power enough to destroy heaven and earth.

The gearlike halo grew ever brighter. As it turned, subtle changes came over Su Lin's face. Amid the boundless stars of a shattered dimension, Authority circled behind him and illuminated all things.

No one could tell whether reality had become a dream or the dream had become reality.

Antimatter orbital rounds, light-particle strikes, sub-universe collapses—the treasures of countless civilizations in this universe emerged from the cosmic-scale Gate of Babylon. The fruits of civilization poured forth, all to show their splendor to the Creator who stood at the summit of myth, the one spoken of in legends from the earliest civilizations!

But in an instant, everything fell into eternal stillness. One hand from the Creator crushed it all, reducing it to meaningless phantoms.

"Would you like to visit my place?" Su Lin smiled, though his voice reached Gilgamesh directly in his mind. "That sword of yours, Ea, is fascinating. While you're there, let me take a look at it."

"I am nothing like my counterpart in Proper Human History. I can see straight through to the nature of your power!" Tree-shaped crystal circuits lit up across Gilgamesh's armor. His body, itself a product of the Third Magic, unleashed an even greater torrent of inexhaustible magical energy:

"First, I shall offer half the stars of this universe as a send-off worthy of your station!"