>>PROLOGUE<<
"Before time, before space, before everything..."
Once upon a time...
Before the first breath of existence.
Before time wove its cloak.
Before space unfurled its infinity...
...there was only the Primordial Void.
An eternal silence. An abyss without form or purpose.
But even in the most absolute emptiness...
echoes arise.
And from that silence were born two opposing wills, bound by an inevitable destiny:
Light... and Darkness.
Still without names. Still without understanding.
From the desire to create, Nexus, the primordial light, was born.
From the longing to preserve nothingness, Chaos, the Primordial Darkness, was born.
>THE FIRST HEARTBEAT<<
Nexus's voice echoed in the vastness like the vibration of stars yet unborn.
"Do you feel it, brother?"
—A formless melody… awaiting its first beat.
—It is the spark. The potential. Isn't it… glorious?
Chaos's response was like the creaking of universes collapsing.
—Glorious, you say?
—I call it… corruption.
—A stain on the purity of eternal silence.
—This… must end.
>>THE FIRST CONFLICT<<
And so began the Great War.
Not with weapons, but with the clash of pure ideas.
Not with armies of flesh, but with wills made cosmos.
For untold millennia, their struggle rent the Void, shaping it into battlefields impossible to imagine.
—From Nexus were born entities of pure light, forged of aether and hope, with wings of stellar plasma.
—From Chaos sprang formless horrors, nightmares capable of tearing at the threads of existence.
"Surrender, brother!" Nexus roared.
"This madness must end!"
"Look what we've unleashed!"
Chaos's laughter shook the foundations of the All.
"Never!"
"The universe will be mine... or no one's!"
>THE FIRST DESTINY<<
The Void held its breath.
Two gods. Two extremes.
Both rose, wrapped in their own divinity, wielding everything and nothingness as ultimate weapons.
CREATION and DESTRUCTION... they met.
CRACK!
The clash shook the pillars of reality.
BOOM!
Explosions of pure energy tore through the darkness.
Chaos roared, his form fragmenting and reconstructing in a maelstrom of annihilation.
"That's it, Nexus!"
"Feel the burn!"
—Feel the despair of your work!
But Nexus, still wounded, remained steadfast.
Though everything around him was collapsing…
—No!
—I will not allow you to consume what can still be born!
—What can dream… and love!
With a burst of light as pure as the first dawn…
ZAAAH!
A bolt of lightning pierced the darkness.
A song of hope silenced the cry of Chaos.
And so Chaos fell.
Not dead.
Not completely defeated… But sealed.
Chained within the confines of the infinite limbo he once called home.
But the story does not end there…