In the dawn of existence, the cosmos was a silent, empty canvas until the Mighty Celestial breathed life into the void, scattering seeds of creation across stars and planets. But from the shadows emerged the Anti-Life Entity—a ravenous parasite, the inverse of all design, consuming every living thing in its path.
To protect the last bastion of life, Earth, the Constellar Entities, rulers of the grand design, were dispatched. These powerful beings, accustomed to cosmic command, found themselves with an "unacceptable" mission: guarding humanity. Among them, Triangulum, weary of this mundane task, plots his reincarnation. He has amassed forbidden knowledge, weaving a spell to shatter Earth's protective shield, inviting the very forces they were sent to repel.
Yet, every move is anticipated by Orion, the Constellars' master strategist. Though they cannot wield their true power without a human conduit, Orion chooses Xerxez as his mortal vessel. Together, they confront Triangulum's dark magic, but the threat deepens when Xerxez's own son, Maximus, becomes the unwilling host for Draco, the Constellars' most formidable foe.
Now, Xerxez faces an impossible choice: how can he defeat a cosmic evil when it wears the face of his own son?

ibian farmers protesting against Thallerion.


The Wendlock, where the Ossibian farmers had been expelled, now revolted, led by King Matar. Lord Sapar spearheaded the protest against Thallerion.


"Hahahaha, look at now! The King of Thallerion is already plagued by misfortune!" Sapar's voice rasped to his fellow protesters. "Haha, that's what arrogant kings get... they're cursed!"


"We will fight against Thallerion, for the sake of the Wendlock lands!" Matar declared, standing on a stage facing the crowd


"Haha, the Corvus entity has heard us! Now is the perfect time to attack the Thallerion farmers in Wendlock!" Sapar crowed, holding his pet raven, smoke curling from the cigar in his mouth as he stroked the bird's feathers.


"Father, I'm sure Xerxez's entire army won't be able to respond to save those poor Thallerion farmers," Fhajo remarked, a sharp, raven-like smile twisting his lips.


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