In a distant universe where time held no meaning, there existed a power so broken that the cosmos itself deemed it unfit to exist.
Such power was taboo.
The will of countless universes—even the primordial universes themselves—joined together to destroy it before it could fully manifest.
But destroying it proved impossible.
So they chose the next best solution.
Exile.
They expelled it to a place beyond the Rock of Eternity, a realm where nothing exists.
Not space.
Not time.
Not even void.
It was the worst possible prison.
Even the most powerful beings in the universe, those with boundless strength capable of tearing apart galaxies, would be erased instantly upon entering it.
No amount of cultivation.
No divine body.
No immortal soul.
Nothing could survive that place.
Only an aberration capable of adapting to any environment might endure it…
…and even then, only barely.
Once the power was successfully expelled, the will of the universes returned to their slumbering state.
Their greatest enemy had been sealed forever.
Or so they believed.
Eons passed.
Time flowed across countless realities.
Stars were born and died.
Civilizations rose and vanished.
Entire universes collapsed and were reborn.
Yet beyond the Rock of Eternity…
something changed.
A fracture appeared within the Plenum—the Great Eye that contained time, concepts, and realities across infinite universes.
A crack.
Small.
Almost invisible.
But within that fracture…
something moved.
Something ancient.
Something that should not exist.
Through the fracture, it gazed outward.
Beyond the Rock of Eternity…
the forbidden power had awakened.
It looked across countless realities.
Across infinite timelines.
Across endless universes.
Searching.
Observing.
Waiting.
And eventually…
it found something interesting.
A distant universe.
A recently scarred world.
A place where war had just ended.
A small planet.
A forgotten village.
And within that village…
a dying child.