PLANET EARTH – EARLIER
DURING THE RULER'S MEETING ON PLANET XIAN.
The air around Yoton felt strange, as if the world itself was trembling. A deep, powerful energy pulsed through the sky, shaking the ground beneath his feet. Yoton, once a mighty Ruler, now weakened and far from home, clenched his fists tightly. His sharp eyes scanned the horizon, searching for something—anything—that could explain this disturbance.
"I felt something just now," he whispered to himself, his voice low but filled with urgency. "And there's only one person who could cause such a disturbance… Krelious."
Just saying the name sent a chill down his spine. Krelious was someone powerful—someone feared and respected across the universe. If Krelious was fighting, then his opponent must be incredibly strong, strong enough to shake the very foundations of existence.
A deep worry settled in Yoton's chest. "I need to regain my powers," he thought, his mind racing. "I need to return home. I need to know what's happening in the verses."
The war, the shifting alliances, the rise of new rulers—everything was changing, and he was stuck here, weak and helpless, on a planet that knew nothing of the battles raging beyond its skies.
His thoughts turned to Olympus—a legendary kingdom hidden high in the mountains, where gods lived in golden palaces. "From what I've heard, Zeus rules there," Yoton mused. "And if the other gods live there too… then Olympus is my best chance."
But getting to Zeus wouldn't be easy. The gods were not known for welcoming strangers. "If I want to reach Zeus, I'll need help… or a sign."
PLANET SAGA
Inside the grand palace of King Saga, the walls shimmered with the sun's light. The air itself hummed with energy, as if the entire universe was healing. The war had left scars, but now, slowly, the Reveiverse was being restored.
King Saga, a tall and powerful figure, knelt before his lord, Carel. "My lord," he announced, his voice strong and proud, "the restoration of the Reveiverse is now complete—100 percent—thanks to the Supreme Troops."
Carel, seated on a throne made of glowing celestial stone, nodded slowly. His face was calm, but his eyes burned with quiet intensity. "Yes, I know," he replied. "And we owe it all to our king—King Krelious—and the other rulers who stood with him."
A moment of silence passed before King Saga spoke again. "My lord, I've been told that there will be a great meeting of all the leaders in one year. Will we attend?"
Carel's lips curled into a faint smile. "Of course," he said firmly. "We will go to the meeting and swear our loyalty to King Krelious and the Royal Family. For too long, the Reveiverse has been without a true ruler. That's why everything was falling into chaos."
King Saga hesitated, then lowered his voice. "You know that I serve and follow you, Lord Carel… but the same cannot be said for all the gods of the Reveiverse. Many of our enemies died in the war, but sadly, most still refuse to accept Krelious as king."
Carel sighed deeply, his fingers tapping against the armrest of his throne. "Are you talking about the Leader of the Demons, the Leader of the Skylish, the Leader of the Horde, and the Leader of the Watchers?"
"Yes, my lord," King Saga confirmed. "These four stand against Krelious, who has now been crowned king. If you want to truly rule the entire Reveiverse… you must either convince them to join us… or destroy them and take control of their armies."
The weight of the challenge hung heavy in the air. The path ahead was clear—but filled with danger.
To Be Continued.