## The Age of Sealing
Three million years ago, the cosmos faced total destruction.
One name filled civilizations with dread: **Nemesis**.
The united forces of the Nine Realms came together against him. Gods, mortals, and legendary heroes all fought but fell. Their hope dimmed like fading stars. Humanity's end seemed certain. The cosmos felt doomed.
Then one man stepped forward.
His name was **Valeion**.
With the remaining fighters of the Nine Realms at his back, Valeion confronted Nemesis. The outcome looked bleak. No mortal or god, no matter how powerful, could defeat Nemesis alone. Strength meant nothing against a being that existed beyond death.
But Valeion relied on more than just strength.
He carried a mysterious artifact called **ULTIMATE**.
With its power, Valeion achieved the impossible. He didn’t destroy Nemesis; he sealed him outside of space and time. Using the same power, Valeion repaired the damage Nemesis had done to reality.
The rebirth of the cosmos earned a new name:
**EREBUS**.
Valeion became its first emperor.
He ruled for over a thousand years. Before his death, Valeion hid ULTIMATE in an undisclosed location and left a prophecy behind:
*Whoever awakens its power shall become the next God of Erebus.*
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## Present Time
**Date:** 17 D.A.
**Planet:** Proximia
**Location:** Fuji City, Country B
**Realm Level:** 2 (Mortal Realm)
Akhiro pedaled harder, sweat rolling down his face as the mountain road continued.
“You know,” he said between breaths, “it feels like I’m racing a tortoise on a bicycle, Satoshi.”
Satoshi shot him an annoyed look and stood on his pedals. “Don’t get cocky, Akhiro. The race isn’t over yet.”
They were skipping classes again, cycling toward **Mount Haku**, letting the wind drown out their duties.
Then, the sky screamed.
A blazing object crashed through the clouds, spiraling wildly.
“Is that… a spaceship?” Akhiro muttered.
High above them—
“Which era is this?” a girl’s voice echoed from the damaged craft.
“Seventeenth D.A.,” another voice replied urgently. “The engine’s dead. We must land in this timeline; if we fail, the mission ends here.”
The craft plummeted.
**BOOM!**
The explosion shook Mount Haku.
Akhiro slammed on his brakes. “That came from the mountain!”
They abandoned their bicycles and ran.
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The wreckage was still burning when they got there.
A girl stumbled out of the crumpled craft, coughing hard.
“Are you okay?” his partner asked instinctively.
“Yeah,” she replied, brushing ash from her clothes. “I’m fine. We need to contact the captain and request the Time Force immediately.”
She suddenly froze.
“…Why are there kids here?”
In her panic, something fell from her pocket—a **red stone**, glowing softly as it hit the ground.
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## Magic Realm
Far away, in the royal palace of another world, alarms blared.
A servant raced forward, trembling. “Your Majesty, the tracker has detected strange traces—”
Queen Dianthia rose from her throne. “Where?”
“Mount Haku. Fuji City. Planet Proximia… the Mortal Realm.”
Her expression darkened.
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Back on Mount Haku, Akhiro took a closer look at the strange wreckage.
“This doesn’t look like any spaceship I’ve seen,” Satoshi muttered.
Akhiro approached cautiously.
*Crack.*
A shard of broken glass sliced into his palm.
“Ah—!”
Blood dripped from his hand… and onto the red stone.
The world shifted.
A barrier formed around Akhiro. Crimson light surrounded him as intense heat surged through his veins.
“What the hell—where did all this smoke come from?!” Satoshi shouted.
Akhiro screamed.
“F-Fuck—!”
Flames wrapped around his body, dancing as if alive.
“Akhiro!” Satoshi stumbled back in shock. “You—you’ve turned into fire!”
The mountain trembled.
Somewhere beyond time, something long sealed… stirred.
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**To be continued…**
