At first.
The true form of Truth consisted of Life and Death.
It should have evolved and ascended on its own, breaking free from the depths of Truth and reaching the unknowable.
But the conflict between Creation and Annihilation shattered that balance, splitting it into the Ancient God and the Universe.
The Origin of Truth could not allow such a failure.
It began reclaiming its two aspects.
But the Ancient God and the Universe joined forces. With Life and Death at their core and all living beings and things as their vessels, they created Dimensions such as time, space, Fate, Parallelism, and Existence and Nonexistence.
The birth of Dimensions gave the Origin of Truth a glimmer of hope.
For the time being, it slowed its reclamation.
Thus the Universe and the Ancient God gained a chance to breathe and learned how they might save themselves—
They had to complete the evolution and Ascension of Truth's true form, break free of its bonds entirely, and become something higher, something unknowable.
No one knew what the Ancient God had tried.
Whatever it was, it had failed.
As for the Universe.
Within the Truth Void, it nurtured countless galaxies and civilizations.
Too many to count.
Across those countless stars and galaxies, brilliant civilizations rose and fell, generation after generation.
The Human Race alone had seven major types of civilization. Four survived in the end: the Three Realms, the Blood Lord, Shaking Light, and Vast Heaven.
Beyond them were civilizations of the Demon Race, the Astral Spirit Civilization, the Insect Civilization...
The Universe watched and waited.
It waited for a civilization to reach a certain height—
If a civilization gained the power to help it ascend and evolve, it might be able to bear the Dark Crown Ritual and help the Universe escape the