Before time had a name and before the first world drew breath, only one being existed—the Creator. Alone in the endless void, he shaped existence with his will. From his hands came galaxies, dimensions, and countless worlds. From his thoughts came races gifted with magic, strength, intelligence, healing, and shapeshifting. Every realm held its own wonders and dangers, and the balance between them formed the foundation of creation.

  But the Creator did not abandon what he made. To protect the countless dimensions, he appointed Guardians, each responsible for watching over a specific realm. Above all of them, he chose one being to rule: the King of Kings, who carried seven percent of the Creator's divine power. His presence alone commanded respect. Only he knew the truth—that the Creator was far beyond all living beings.

  One day, the Creator entered one of his own dimensions to observe it closely. But his power was too overwhelming. Without intent or hostility, his very presence shattered the universe. Worlds cracked, dimensions collapsed, and existence trembled beneath him. Realizing the danger he posed, he restored everything and withdrew.

  To ensure that this would never happen again, the Creator left behind ten percent of his power within the universe. If he ever returned in a weakened state, lowering himself to match that ten percent, the worlds would be able to withstand him.

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  But that power did not remain still.

  It split into two forces:

  

  
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    A white fragment, which spread throughout creation and became the life source for new warrior races. Most individuals received only tiny traces—fractions like 0.0001%—but rare beings were born with more. Among them would one day rise a warrior with 1.5% of the Creator’s spark.
  
    


  
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    A black fragment, which drifted into shadows and corruption. From its depths emerged demons and dark beings, including one who possessed the full ten percent of the Creator’s power. His existence threatened all realms.
  
    


  

  The Creator fought and sealed this being, chaining any creature that held more than five percent of his power. Only those with very small fragments were allowed to remain free, tasked with preventing the unsealed demons from releasing the chained one.

  Ages passed. The King of Kings ruled the multiverse, and the Guardians enforced his will across dimensions. Races rose and fell, unaware of the true history behind their existence. Only the King remembered the Creator, and only he carried the burden of seven percent divine strength.

  But the fragments of power scattered throughout creation continued to awaken. In forgotten worlds, sparks began to glow brighter. Warriors were born stronger than before. Rumors of stirring darkness spread across the guardians’ ranks.

  And far beyond the sight of kings and demons alike, destiny prepared to move once more.

  The universe had not forgotten the ten percent left behind.