A long time ago, a large, tall woman, taller than any human, sat on a high mountain. Butterflies and crows hovered around her. She wore a black hat similar to a witch's, and her face held a clown-like, white smile. She wore a long black cloak that reached the floor. Her skin appeared dark, judging by her hands. Her sleeves extended down to her knees.
She seemed to be talking to the butterflies and crows around her until she saw something being created in space. She looked at the stars. She was captivated by those stars. There were neither too many nor too few; they were just right.
She flew up to find a constellation that overshadowed the other stars. She did not like this much and wanted to destroy this constellation. With just a snap of her fingers, she could damage the entire constellation.
And then, a man flew down. His skin was gray, his hair black with bronze tips. His clothes resembled a priest's robe with dark gray and bronze patterns. His body and clothes only contained the colors white, black, gray, and yellow.
"You've come to thwart my intentions again, The Destroyer."
He spoke angrily. The woman, or The Destroyer, laughed mockingly.
"You are The Creator, and I am The Destroyer. Isn't it our duty to maintain the balance of all things?"
She spoke disdainfully, but the man ignored her before laughing.
"Of course, I know. You are what prevents us from fully demonstrating our supreme power, but you've fallen into a trap."
Then several figures emerged. All eight of them released lights of various colors: red, orange, light green, dark green, light blue, dark blue, purple, and pink, surrounding The Destroyer. She laughed.
"Do you really think you can fight me? That will be difficult."
Her body began to transform into a monstrous creature. The Creator, with a red aura, laughed, starting to feel excited, but did nothing. The nine figures released beams of light that formed chains, binding her body, but they seemed unable to restrain her.
"It seems you are too strong. We cannot fight you."
She laughed until another figure emerged. A figure that was impossible to tell if it was male or female. Blue hair, a face without features like eyes, nose, or mouth. This figure came with an umbrella and a kimono.
The Creator looked at this figure and shouted with joy and hope.
"All Things! You've finally come! Help us fight The Destroyer!"
All Things nodded slightly before releasing a triangular-shaped energy that merged with The Creator's power. The Destroyer began to lose power and faded away, turning into three soul fragments.
The remaining Creators tried to destroy the three soul fragments but failed. They then imprisoned the soul fragments in The Creator's cave.
All Things gazed at the soul fragments and sighed.
"The Era of Balance has collapsed. Now is the Era of Creation..."