Divine Realm, the Fallen Paradise...
A sea of endless darkness, ruled by a throne of shadows.
The God of Darkness sat upon it, his presence stretching across the void, countless chains of divine law flowing outward like rivers.
But suddenly...
CRACK.
The chain linking him to the Demon King's daughter shattered, severed completely.
His ember-like eyes snapped open.
"…Impossible."
His voice rumbled across the realm, shaking mountains of shadow.
The black waters around his throne began to boil, his aura spilling outward in a storm.
"Who dares… who DARES cut my chain?!"
He stretched his divine senses across the realms, searching, clawing through the void for the mark of whoever had broken his curse.
By the laws of divinity, the imprint of the offender should have been burned into the remnants of the broken chain.
Instead...
SPLAT!
His body split cleanly in half.
The throne, the realm, even the very void seemed to be still as his divine form was severed like paper.
