As the Archangels set out, they searched across countless dimensions, traversing layers of reality itself in pursuit of the terrifying presence.
Yet—
They suddenly halted.
None of them dared to move further.
Before them lay the source.
The Absolute Void.
A realm known as the end of all things.
A place where even gods feared to trespass.
Where existence itself ceased to have meaning.
"That presence…" Archangel Michael said gravely.
"It originates from the Absolute Void."
Even the Archangels felt an instinctive fear.
"Who knows what kind of disaster might befall all creation if we do not put this thing in check," Michael continued.
Suddenly—
The presence appeared.
Not through movement.
Not through space.
It arrived instantaneously, as if it had always been there.
Its mere presence caused dimensions to collapse.
Distant galaxies shattered like fragile glass.
"Shit—everyone, spring into action! NOW!" Michael commanded.
The Archangels moved without hesitation.
Logarath was the first.
He raised his hand, clicking his thumb against his index finger.
"Absolute Time."
Time stopped.
Galaxies froze.
Particles halted.
Matter, energy—everything stood still.
Even beings that were meant to be immune to temporal interference were frozen in place.
But—
Logarath's expression twisted in disbelief.
"H–How…?! IMPOSSIBLE!"
He could not move.
Within his own domain…
He was immobilized.
Before him, the infant existence stood unfazed—then began to move freely within the frozen world.
It had instinctively mimicked Logarath's authority: Absolute Time Stop.
With terrifying speed, it drifted through suspended space, unconsciously feeding on universal particles.
Then—just as suddenly—
The time stop deactivated.
The infant had not yet adapted to its nature as a newly born existence.
Mogoroth seized the opening.
Divine chains manifested instantly, wrapping around the infant.
"Divine Soul Chains."
The chains bound its soul directly. Any movement would result in instant annihilation.
Using that chance, Ashrath acted.
Reality itself warped at his command.
"I erase you," he declared coldly.
He attempted to remove the infant from existence entirely—
From all records.
From causality.
From the story of creation itself.
Even resistance would mean absolute erasure.
But—
Reality rejected the command.
Everything reversed.
The infant stood unharmed.
Untouched.
As if mocking them.
It stared emotionlessly.
Its eyes—once pure black sclera, tainted by the void—began to change.
White sclera formed.
Red pupils emerged.
It had absorbed divine aura during the time stop.
The Archangels stood frozen in shock.
"IMPOSSIBLE!" Ashrath exclaimed.
"There's no way… no way we can stop this monster!"
For the first time since their creation, doubt crept into their immortal hearts.
Then—
Michael moved.
Holy light erupted from his aura as a sword manifested in his grasp.
The blade radiated a living presence—
One that could penetrate, judge, and shape the existence of anything.
"Unsheath—Solphros Agroth."
Michael lunged forward.
The strike was absolute.
Untrackable.
Aimed to erase the infant from the entire cosmos.
But—
The sword vanished.
Michael's eyes widened.
It had fled.
As if sensing its own end, Solphros Agroth retreated back into its master's core.
Then—
The infant released its aura.
Only a fragment.
Yet all dimensions trembled violently.
Distant stars and planets would have been annihilated—
If not for the Divine Barrier erected by the Almighty Supreme Being since creation.
Even that fragment began tempering the Archangels' immortal cores.
Suddenly—
A devastating spiritual presence descended.
With each step, time appeared to stop and resume—as if reality itself was stuttering.
A voice echoed across existence.
"For me to leave my throne…"
The Almighty Supreme Being appeared.
"…it seems the situation has gone out of hand."
Without lifting a finger, divine sealing chains manifested, binding the infant completely.
These chains were not ordinary.
They were created specifically for this catastrophe—
Suppressing its aura infinitely.
The infant weakened.
Then, the Supreme Being sealed it into an egg-like form.
"Even as an infant," He said calmly,
"you were already terrifying. Had you matured… you would have been troublesome to deal with."
He gazed at the sealed existence for a moment.
"I cannot destroy you."
With a wave of His will, He sent it away—
To a distant blue star planet.
It was to live as a mortal.
One reason was to keep a once-banished angel in check.
Another—
Because the Supreme Being sensed it.
Even amidst the chaos it brought, this existence had a purpose.
And so—
The being born from nothingness was cast into mortality.