Leo was a name that once echoed across the entire universe.
He was not merely powerful—he was absolute.
Magic, martial mastery, divine techniques, forbidden arts—every power ever known across dimensions existed within him. Gods feared him, emperors revered him, and universes survived because of him. At the center of all his strength was a mysterious artifact: the Gada Locket.
The locket was no ordinary relic.
It carried secrets older than time itself—secrets capable of controlling the entire universe, bending time, tearing through dimensions, and reshaping existence. Countless civilizations had risen and fallen searching for it, yet it answered to only one soul—Leo.
Or so he believed.
His greatest ally, the friend who had fought beside him through countless wars, betrayed him.
The moment the truth was revealed, the universe turned against Leo.
More than one hundred thousand powerful beings—gods, demons, immortals, celestial warriors, and dimensional lords—joined forces to kill him and seize the Gada Locket. What followed was not a battle, but an era of destruction.
For one hundred years, Leo fought alone.
He crossed broken timelines, shattered dimensions, and collapsing universes. Blood soaked galaxies, stars died screaming, and space itself cracked under the weight of his power. Though he stood unmatched, even supreme power has limits.
At the end of a century-long war, Leo fell.
His body lay broken on the edge of a dying dimension, his divine blood flowing like molten light. Breathing heavily, his vision blurred, but his heart still burned with one final question.
With the last of his strength, he summoned the traitor.
"Why…?" Leo whispered.
"Why did you do this…?"
His former friend looked down at him, eyes filled with greed and cold ambition.
"It was because of the locket," he replied.
"The secret it holds… the power to rule everything. Even you were just standing in my way."
At that moment, Leo understood.
As long as the Gada Locket existed, the universe would never know peace.
With a calm smile and fading breath, Leo made his final decision.
He would destroy it.
Gathering the remnants of his existence—his soul, his life force, and every fragment of power he possessed—Leo crushed the Gada Locket from within. The artifact shattered, releasing a blinding explosion of light that shook reality itself.
But something unexpected happened.
From the destroyed locket spilled a single, immeasurable drop of blood.
No one noticed it.
Its color was unlike anything in existence—shimmering like the universe itself. It was the blood of a forgotten God, a being whose power rivaled Mahashiva, the supreme destroyer of Hindu mythology.
Fate twisted.
The divine blood entered Leo's mouth.
The universe fell silent.
A blinding light consumed everything.
When Leo opened his eyes again, there was no war.
No gods.
No destruction.
He heard the cry of a baby.
He felt warmth… weakness… humanity.
Leo had been reborn.
Not as a god.
Not as a king.
But as a child born into a poor family on Earth.
And thus began a new life, carrying the echoes of supreme power, sealed within a fragile human body.
The end was only the beginning.