The void cracked from the anger of the heavens.
Making the world tremble—it's retribution beginning, seven figures rose from the ashes of their own carnage. Talents born under the heaven worshipped as gods, but now revealed as ruin incarnate. Fueled by their ambition to surpass heaven no longer bear their names.
Primordial Flames, who had reduced Velmire into cinders. Laughed, while his flames began to cover his being
Death, not wanting to be outdone tightened his grip on his kitana, draped in stillness. His purple eyes only shimering through his hat
Life,
Fist,
Dusk,
Primordial Element,
And The Devorer,
All began spreading, power emoting from their very being as the all prepared to conquer the heavens and become rulers of all things
Boom!
The sky screamed.
As an entity began descending from the crack made by heaven, the world trembled violently in response
The gods stilled
Heaven's reckoning was beginning, and it wasn't going to be easy but they believed the greed would be satiated
You dare mock us with this toy, then we wouldn't be polite when we take the throne, The Devorer said.
His voice devoring the air as it spoke but the unknown entity hovered above them—its face hidden beneath a veil of shifting void, yet its eyes… those eyes gleamed with finality. They did not question. They did not negotiate.They judged.
Primordial Flames moved first, conjuring a sun-lance of searing flame. And hurling it towards heavens mandate, the figure sidestepped. Death swong its swords fiercely, but time began slowing like syrup. But the figure kept moving—unbound by laws made by lesser beings.
All seven stroke, wanting to gang up on heavens mandate but it weaves through each attack like child's play then stabbed at the empty void grazing the Devorer on his neck.
Bloodless. Wordless.
The Devorer collapsed, shrieking heavenly chant
heavily ringing in its head disorienting him
the battle raged across the sky. Mountains were ripped from the crust. Oceans dried up, then were boiled back into existence. Each blow from the Seven scarred creation deeper—but heavens mandate did not fall. But the seven strongman preserved trying to trap heavens mandate, with the seven strongman increasing their offense dusk finanlly got his chance but trapping the mandate in a world of shadow, but the heavens mandate easily broke it but it didn't expect Life trying to detonate its life force which although did not 100% but it did give it a deep injury with heavenly essence pouring the seven strongman collected it and began absorbing it all, their power growing.
They smiled because they successfully injured it. So they pressed forward trying to continue their offense but silence permeated the world but
they pressed forward. All seven, striking in one divine blow—flame, death's stab, a divine punch, a ball of void, daggers appearing from the shadow, chaos storm—everything collided into the being, and for a heartbeat, but the silence still permeated nothing allowed to speak, And an angry snot came from the crack above