The battlefield still stank of blood and smoke when the sun rose. Bodies—human, elf, dwarf, beastkin—lay scattered like fallen leaves. Survivors trembled as they gathered the dead. The Holy Empire had won, but the price was carved deep into every heart.
Whispers echoed through the destroyed field:
"Razeon… saved us."
"Praise the True God…"
"We lived because He watched over us…"
But amidst the fragile relief, one figure drew every gaze.AEVIS — GRAVELY WOUNDED
Aevis, the Primordial Dragon, lay collapsed on the shattered ground, his enormous body trembling from the final strike he used to kill Draughar the Fell Blade. His scales were cracked, glowing faintly as if containing an unstable storm.
Lyria rushed toward him, voice trembling, "Lord Aevis! Please, hold on!"
Aevis tried to rise but collapsed again, blood-like divine essence leaking from his wounds.
His body was breaking down.
He lifted his head weakly—
"M-My… Creator…"
And at that moment, in the divine realm, Razeon stood from His throne.RAZEON CREATES THE REALM OF ETERNAL REST
A soft golden light shimmered around His throne as He raised His hand over the souls of the fallen.
"Let those who believed in Me find peace."
The world trembled.
A new divine realm unfolded—
Endless silver plains under an eternal dawn sky, rivers of light flowing across the horizon. The Realm of Eternal Rest. A sanctuary for all who died with faith in Razeon.
Gentle winds carried the voices of the freed souls.
"Thank you…"
"Peace… finally…"
The world felt the creation of Heaven.AEREN & THE DIVINE ORDER'S FIRST DIVINE TECHNIQUE
A surge of silver light descended toward Aeren and the Divine Order.
They knelt instantly.
The power seeped into their bones, their weapons, their spirits.
"Receive My gift—A technique to protect what remains."
Divine Technique — Dawnbreaker Arts: First Form.
Aeren bowed deeply, tears falling.
"We shall wield this power only for Your will… My God."RAZEON SENDS BLESSINGS TO THE FALLEN
Every corpse began glowing faintly.
Families watched as their lost ones' bodies were wrapped in gentle light, lifted softly, and dissolved into motes that flew toward the sky—toward the Eternal Rest.
Mothers cried. Fathers bowed. Children prayed.
The world witnessed what no god had done before:
Razeon personally claiming and blessing the souls of His believers.
AEVIS RETURNS TO HIS REALM… AND EVOLVES
Aevis was too wounded to remain in the mortal realm.
With the last of his strength, he opened a portal to the divine beast realm.
"Lyria… Aeren… protect the Empire…"
He vanished through the swirling gate.
Inside his realm, Aevis collapsed before his throne, divine essence swirling violently around him. But he endured—meditating, stabilizing, and forcing his broken core to rebuild.
Days… months… years passed in his realm's accelerated time.
Then—
A thunderous roar shook the divine realms.
Aevis's entire being burst with blinding gold-crimson light.
His core shattered… and re-formed.
Aevis evolved into a Dragon God.
A lesser god under Razeon—eternal, mighty, but unable to evolve further.THE DEMON GOD REACTS
Far away, beyond mortal senses, a colossal shadow stirred.
A voice filled with malice whispered:
"Draughar… defeated?
And that dragon… ascended to godhood?"
The Demon God's eyes opened—two burning abysses.
"So, the True God rises at last.
Then war… truly begins."PRIESTS OF OTHER RACES SEEK RAZEON
Elves, dwarves, beastkin, humans, merfolk, giants—
Priests from every race felt the miracle of Razeon's Heaven.
And they came.
Kneeling before the Grand Temple, they begged:
"Please, allow us to serve the One True God!"
"Let us join His faith!"
"Let us follow Him who honors the dead!"
The Holy Empire accepted them.SERAPHAEL RETURNS TO HIS REALM TO CULTIVATE
When Seraphael witnessed Aevis's ascension into a God, he felt the vast gap between them.
He bowed respectfully to Aevis.
"Elder brother of divine blood… I shall not fall behind."
Seraphael opened his wings of fire, wind, and light and ascended to his own realm—
to train until his power was worthy of standing beside Aevis.AEVIS GREETS RAZEON AS A GOD
Once Aevis stabilized his godhood, he appeared before Razeon's throne.
He knelt, head bowed.
"Creator.
I have ascended by Your grace.
May I… be permitted to create my own servants?"
Razeon rose, placing a hand of divine light upon Aevis's head.
"You have earned this right, Aevis—Dragon God.
Create as you desire, so long as it honors the balance I set."
Aevis trembled in reverence.
"Thank you… my God."
AEVIS CREATES HIS FIRST SERVANTS
Returning to the divine beast realm, Aevis sat upon his newly empowered God-Throne.
His aura radiated gold and shadowed flame.
He pressed his claws together—
"By the authority granted to me by the True God…
I create my first children."
The realm shook.
Two beings formed from swirling primordial energy—twin dragons.
One burned with blue lightning and silver flame.
The other radiated obsidian wind and molten gold.
Aevis named them:
Vaelstrom — The Storm-Hearted Dragon
Drakarion — The Infernal Gale Dragon
They bowed deeply.
"Father. Command us."THE TEN ELEMENTAL DRAGON EGGS
Aevis stretched his wings, divine energy pooling into his claws.
"I create ten elemental dragon eggs—each tied to the greatest spirits of the world."
One by one, eggs formed, glowing in ten different colors—
each representing a Spirit King or Queen:
Light — Luminara
Dark — Umbros
Fire — Ignivar
Water — Nerisha
Earth — Terragorn
Wind — Sylphera
Frost — Glacien
Forest — Verdia
Lightning — Voltaris
Lunar — Seluna
Aevis looked at his twin sons.
"Vaelstrom. Drakarion.
Protect these eggs until they hatch… even if it takes millennia."
The brothers placed fists to their chests.
"We swear it, Father."
AEVIS CAN NO LONGER BE LORD OF THE HOLY EMPIRE
Now a god, Aevis could not govern mortals.
And Razeon knew this.
"Who… shall lead the Empire?" He wondered from His throne.
The decision waited.A DEADLY DISEASE STRIKES THE HOLY EMPIRE
One moon later, a strange and terrifying disease swept through the Empire.
People collapsed with burning fevers.
Children coughed blood.
Even Lyria's highest healing magic failed.
Fear spread.
Everyone prayed desperately toward the heavens—
"God Razeon, save us!"
"Have mercy!"
"We believe—please heal us!"
The overwhelming faith surged upward like a rising storm.RAZEON CREATES HIS FIRST AVATAR
The system voice echoed:
[Faith Surge Detected]
[New Ability Unlocked: Avatar Creation]
Razeon closed His eyes, thinking.
"A healer… a savior… one to protect My people."
He extended His hand.
Light condensed into the form of a young woman—
radiantly beautiful, calm, gentle, with hair woven like living moonlight and eyes of emerald dawn.
She bowed gracefully.
"Creator.
What shall be my purpose?"
Razeon placed His hand above her head.
"You shall be Elowen — Goddess of Medicine and Vitality."
"Your existence shall heal all life touched by decay."
Her aura blossomed like spring.REALM OF THE BLOOMING VEIL
For her, Razeon created a new divine realm—
a floating paradise of endless meadows, glowing rivers, sacred herbs, and healing fountains.
This would be her eternal home.ELOWEN DESCENDS TO THE MORTAL REALM
A pillar of soft green-gold light descended upon the Holy Empire.
Elowen stepped out.
All who saw her immediately fell to their knees.
"Goddess!"
"Please save us!"
"Bless us, divine one!"
Elowen raised her glowing hands.
"Fear not, children of the True God.
I come by His command."
She touched the first dying child—
and his fever vanished instantly.
She healed thousands over the next few days—
curing the disease entirely.
People wept, praising Razeon and Elowen together.
After her work was done, Elowen returned to her divine realm to rest… while statues of her (smaller than Razeon's) were built beside His.
Healers began praying to her every morning after praying to Razeon.
ONE YEAR OF PEACE
The Holy Empire stabilized again.
And for an entire year, peace reigned.
The Holy Council spent that year debating:
"Who will become the Lord of the Holy Empire?"
Their answer had not yet been found.
But the world knew one truth:
Razeon was no longer just a god.
He was the rising center of a new age—
and the world was changing faster than ever.