In the vast nothingness beyond time… beyond creation… there existed a throne. It was not carved from stone, nor cast from divine metal. It was formed from the bones of extinct universes — draped in starlight and forged in silence.
A throne so colossal, even entire galaxies appeared as mere motes of dust beside its towering legs. Stars were born and died in the shadows beneath it.
Upon that throne… sat a being.
An ancient god. The King of all who had ever ruled.His presence distorted reality. His breath stirred the dark matter between multiverses.
And then…He sighed.
A sigh so deep... so profound...
Galaxies thousands of light years apart rippled, and then shattered — breaking into cosmic dust. Supernovas bloomed like dying flowers. Black holes whimpered.
"It begins again… The Infinite Spiral turns once more...""Devourer…"
His voice carried not through sound, but through essence — touching the soul of existence.
Then his eyes, older than causality itself, turned toward the boundary of the mortal plane.
And in a voice that echoed like prophecy, he whispered:
**"He shall walk among mortals, cloaked in fragility.
He shall drink the blood of extinction,And feast upon the bones of fate.
His steps shall echo beyond Time's end,His hunger shall reach where gods cannot.
Born in dust… he shall devour the divine.
He is the last path…
The beginning of the End…
The One Who Devours All."**
🌌 And just as the prophecy faded...
— Mortal Realm —
Fallaras City, Kingdom of Valorin – Blue Star
The world bustled beneath neon lights, holographic billboards showcasing beast warriors mid-combat. Flying transport shuttles hummed above crowded city streets, each person hurrying to their own fate.
In the outer ring of the city stood Ahlin High School — a government-funded school for low-tier families, barely above slum level.
Inside a crumbling dorm room, a young student sat cross-legged.
His eyes closed. His breathing steady. Sweat dripped down his temples.
On the desk beside him lay an unopened vial — the Beast Gene Serum, his ticket to power, to recognition… to survival.
But the serum was not his true power.
Inside his soul…something ancient stirred.Something older than bloodlines.Something that did not belong in this world.
[System Activated]" Devour Protocol Initiated "Host: CompatibleBeginning Soul Sync…
The young man opened his eyes.
They were pitch black. Not with darkness… but with hunger.
[End of Prologue]