After witnessing the devastation of the Demon War—the death of the Demon Lord and the unimaginable power displayed by the Celestial King—the Gods of Creation turned their fury toward the War Deities.
They had discovered a horrifying truth.
The War Deities had created the demons.
Furious beyond reason, the King of all Gods of Creation summoned a divine messenger. His command was clear: deliver a final warning to the King of all Gods of Destruction.
"Destroy the demons you have created, or prepare for war. We will show no mercy."
The messenger crossed realms to deliver the ultimatum.
In response, the King of Destruction laughed—and executed the messenger on the spot.
This act sealed their fate.
Thousands of years passed. The Celestial King—the last great protector of balance—had fallen. The Gods of Creation mourned, but soon uncovered a terrible secret:
It was the Gods of Destruction who orchestrated his death.
Outraged and heartbroken, the Gods of Creation declared war.
And thus, the greatest war in the history of all existence began.
It was no battle of mortals, no clash of titans. It was war between Primordial Deities, between the creators and the destroyers of all that ever was.
The war tore through the Asura Realm and the Virtual Realm—obliterating both.
The very Hierarchy—the divine structure of all existence—collapsed.
Worlds were consumed. Concepts were erased. Time shattered in places. Planes of reality were burned to ash.
The war raged on for countless eons. Neither side relented.
But in the end…
The Gods of Destruction stood victorious.
The Gods of Creation—those who remained—scattered and broken, vanished from the eyes of existence.
With their realms destroyed, the War Deities forged a new dominion from the ashes of creation:
OBLIVION.
A place of darkness, chaos, and raw power. A realm built outside the natural order, untouched by time and unreachable by divine laws. It became their sanctuary. Their throne.
As for the surviving Gods of Creation—they were not defeated, only wounded.
In secret, they created a golden palace hidden within a sealed dimension, unreachable even to the mightiest of War Deities. They called it:
HEAVEN.
In this sanctuary of light and silence, they trained endlessly—waiting, sharpening their resolve.
Not for peace.
Not for forgiveness.
For revenge.