The Rise of the God of Death
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End
The once-vibrant Omniverse 7 was dying.
Its skies burned red with drifting ash, and the land—once full of light—lay cracked, blackened, and broken. Thunder rolled across the void as if mourning what was about to be lost.
At the heart of the destruction, a war unlike any before raged.
Ten Kami—gods of divine authority—stood together for the first time in eons, their power woven into the armies they led. And above them all floated Izanami, the radiant God of Life—one of the only two Supreme Gods in all existence.
Their enemy stood alone.
Daimon—the God of Death.
No being in any Omniverse had ever reached the depths of power Daimon held. His aura bled darkness. His presence made space itself recoil.
He was feared… because he was unstoppable.
And yet, he had chosen this war.
The sky ignited as Izanami clashed with Daimon—light against shadow, creation versus extinction. Each strike shattered continents. Each blow carved wounds into reality itself.
And then…
Silence.
Daimon collapsed to one knee, blood dripping from his mouth. His body trembled, his breaths shallow—power fading.
A god had fallen.
But this… this was no ordinary death.
His body rose unnaturally, suspended midair. The ground cracked below him as if reality resisted what was to come. Daimon's soul—too volatile, too powerful—threatened to tear the Omniverse apart in its release.
Izanami acted first. The Kami followed.
Together, they summoned the *Heavenly Seal*—a divine prison so powerful, it had only been theorized in ancient prophecy. Five seals, each forged with the combined energy of the gods, locked Daimon's soul in eternal stillness.
But even the gods knew the risk.
To prevent his resurrection, the keys to the seals were scattered—some tied to objects Daimon once held dear, others hidden deep within his forgotten memories.
The war had ended.
But the real story… was only beginning.