In the Prime Continuum—
Where infinite universes are visible at once.
They drift.
They collide.
They are born and erased without notice.
Among them—
One universe formed.
It was designated: Universe 001.
At first, it was empty.
No breath.
No sound.
Only matter expanding into silence.
Billions of years passed.
Stars ignited.
Planets cooled.
Then—
Life bloomed.
From oceans to land.
From instinct to thought.
The first highly intelligent species came to be known as human.
They did not wait.
They dominated their environment.
Adapted to every threat.
Turned obstacles into foundations.
Ten thousand years transformed stone into steel.
Primitive tools became towering skyscrapers piercing the sky.
Artificial light replaced the sun's absence.
Cities glittered across the planet like constellations.
Humanity prospered.
Their world was mostly peaceful—
Though not without conflict.
But nothing compared to what was coming.
Because far beyond their awareness—
Two undefined beings passed near Universe 001.
Not entering.
Not stopping.
Just… passing.
That contact alone—
Altered something fundamental within the universe.
At first, it was subtle.
A fever.
A twitch.
Unexplained aggression.
Then it spread.
Some humans began changing.
Hair falling out in clumps.
Eyes turning blood red.
Veins darkening beneath the skin.
Rage without reason.
Their bones twisted.
Flesh warped.
They became something else.
Demonic monsters.
And they attacked their own kind without hesitation.
The world collapsed into chaos.
Governments fell.
Empires crumbled.
Skyscrapers burned and split in half.
Cars lay overturned.
Highways abandoned.
Humanity stood at the brink of extinction.
Bullets did nothing.
Missiles failed.
Even nuclear bombs left the monsters standing.
Hope in leaders faded.
So humanity did the only thing left—
They prayed.
For a god.
For salvation.
Among them was a scientist named Shiki.
One of the greatest minds alive.
While the world ran in panic like scattered ants, he searched for a cure.
He refused to kneel.
Then—
The prayers were answered.
The sky split open.
A figure descended.
An angel.
Massive white wings stretched across the heavens.
Her mere presence illuminated the planet.
Her name was Uriel.
Long white hair flowed beneath a polished white helm.
Golden eyes burned with divine clarity.
Armor of white and gold encased her body.
She raised her sword.
One swing.
Blinding light erupted across the planet at light speed.
Every monster—
Erased.
No resistance.
No survival.
Fifty years of terror ended in a single motion.
Humanity wept.
Cities began rebuilding within months.
Uriel was praised as savior.
Protector.
Pillar of hope.
But hope corrupts.
Governments grew fearful.
Power always demands control.
They decided to capture her.
Not through force—
Through deception.
Sedatives.
Engineered compounds.
Restraints designed from observation.
They bound an angel.
Shiki led the research.
He discovered her blood was gold.
It healed everything.
Disease.
Injury.
Aging.
Over years—
They dissected her.
Piece by piece.
Never fully killing her.
As an angel, she regenerated endlessly.
Her blood awakened power in humans.
Strength beyond limits.
Longevity.
Energy manipulation.
Humanity evolved.
From planet-bound species—
To galactic dominators.
They learned to cross the universe in minutes.
To harvest stars.
To rule entire systems.
Uriel became the foundation of their power.
The living power system of Universe 001.
She was reduced to flesh.
To organs.
To something barely resembling a body—
Still alive.
Still regenerating.
Still bleeding gold.
And humanity—
Thrived.