Evil Fall Abyss, bottom.
The "bottom" of the abyss was neither the end of nothingness nor the bedrock of matter, but... the origin point of fall!
A tree!
A colossal pagoda tree so vast it overturned all comprehension, running through the very concept of the "abyss"!
Billions upon billions of roots plunged into void-chaos, thick fallen divine power permeating them, as though the entire Evil Fall Abyss had been woven and propped up by its roots!
The trunk's girth was beyond measurement, like an ancient heavenly chasm stretched across endless darkness.
Branches extended along the trunk one after another, black Data Streams flowing through them, piercing the boundary between virtuality and reality and constructing the framework of the abyss.
Atop the crown, there was a strange yet magnificent kind of "prosperity."
Green leaves hung from every branch, each enormous enough to be an independent Divine Kingdom world, their veins distinct as Data Streams symbolizing "fall" coursed through them.
The surfaces of the leaves resembled living screens, where the faces of billions of fallen beings emerged, twisted, howled, and laughed madly...
Yet at this moment.
At the abyssal bottom, all was silent; every lascivious sound abruptly ceased!
A thousand leaves, a thousand Divine Kingdoms—the struggling expressions of countless beings seemed to have had their pause buttons pressed, freezing simultaneously upon their faces.
Within pairs of wide-open eyes, there was reflected at once a Galaxy Giant too immense to imagine...
"Mine... mine... it's all mine..."
A murmured delirium echoed through the endless darkness.
Golden light glinted in the Galaxy Giant's eyes. With an obsessed look, he gazed at the pagoda tree's "main trunk," countless times larger than himself, opened his starlit jaws, and then...
Took a bite out of it!
Creeeak—!
The piercing scrape tore through the silence at the abyssal bottom.