The Primordial Record

"Such great potential!" Rowan grinned, his skin began to peel away from his body, making his manic grin grow wider as his golden skull was revealed, he was surprised at the amount of force this god could bring to bear at the edge of death,

"Great!" Rowan screamed," You do your name proud, Murrihm, The Star Gazer. Show me more! Blaze with light and power, let your passing light up the stars!"

Rowan had a thought, even though all these gods would die by his hands, there was no reason why their passing should be without note, they were unique creatures out of uncountable trillions of lives, they had exceptionally lived their lives and left great legends behind, but Rowan was the end of it all…

He was death, but he was not pitiless…

He would collect their light…

He would collect their dreams, ambitions, fears…

Their passing shall remain forever in his memory, this was the greatest solace he could grant them.

"Shine Brighter!" he called out to Murrihm, encouraging the angered god to scream out as more power was uncaringly shoved out from his Spark.

Rowan responded to this increased power by suddenly exploding with more light, his arms began to move forward,

'Murrihm had shown him everything, it was time for the god to die.'

The edge of Envy's blade touched the Divine Spark which was shaped like a drop of water that was sparkling with the lights of a million stars.

A loud keening erupted from that slight touch between Blade and Spark, it sounded like Murrihm was screaming in pain.

Rowan brought his Axe lower, cutting through a third of the Divine Spark, and the Keening grew louder until it pierced the boundary of the Divine Kingdom.

TRYPHO, THE MAJOR WORLD OF THE CERULEAN GALAXY.

In a bustling metropolis on the only Major World of the Cerulean Galaxy, the seat of the gods, the populace was going along their lives, everyone here was powerful and beautiful, for they were the chosen ones, either connected to the gods via birth or were all-powerful beings in their own right.

Trypho was a world that uniquely melded the fantastical with the mundane, as a street could contain a large hundred-story building, and beside it would be a small hut constructed from bamboo and reeds, but this vision was not chaotic or out of place, due to the fact that every single piece of material used in their construction would be Divine Treasures that would be difficult for most to imagine ever acquiring in their entire lives.

There were altogether 95 billion people on Trypho, and there was no other village or city in this world, the entire planet was a sprawling metropolis, and millions of feet in the air were shining starlights, the seven brightest of them representing the Divine Kingdom of some of the gods.

Although this was an unsafe manner for any god to situate their Divine Kingdom, this was done to showcase the strength and stability of the gods of the Cerulean Galaxy.

There were usually seven bright stars over Trypho, and every ten thousand years, the stars would change.

These seven stars were the gates to the Divine Kingdom of seven gods, and for the next ten thousand years, their light would shine on Trypho.

For the mortals, this light was a source of strength, it signified the ever-watching eyes of their all-powerful gods, but unknown to them, this served as a means for the gods to easily harvest fate!

The power of Fate was too important, as a technique that would take a god millions of years to master could be reduced to several thousand years.

Every god knew the risk of letting their Divine Kingdom be easily located, but the benefits alone were worth the risk, and due to how important harvesting the Fate from the inhabitants of a Major World was to the gods, they would fiercely protect each other's collective interest so they could benefit when their turn came in the ten thousand years rotation.

Murrihm, The Star Gazer, was one of the lucky gods who would be shining over Trypho for the next ten thousand years, this information was not even known to the other gods, it was also a safeguard to keep the identity of the gods safe, in case their enemies ever decided to break protocol and attack.

There was only one god who knew the names of the current gods present over Trypho, it was the oldest and strongest god in the Cerulean Galaxy, Tenma.

The Ruler of the Cerulean Galaxy.

The dying scream of Murrihm suddenly erupted from one of the seven stars and swept throughout the planet of Trypho.

The entire Major World seemed to pause. In that single moment, a billion mortals perished, their bodies swelling up before exploding into tiny chunks of flesh.

They died, not from the volume of the dying god's cries, but because their Fate was being actively harvested by Murrihm, and with his coming death, those that were linked to him were tragically destroyed too.

The entire world was suddenly filled with a bloody scent, panic seized every single heart on the planet, and Chaos descended, as fathers cried over the exploded bodies of children and wives who a moment ago had been laughing.

Mothers fainted over the bodies of their dead children, children screaming in fear and shock at the exploded remains of their families…

All over the planet, paradise had turned to hell.

The ever-present stars of the gods above seemed to vibrate in agony, as if in response to the dying cry of the Stargazer. Every mortal looked upwards at one of the stars from the god no longer shining bright, but was now beginning to dim before it turned to a bloody color.

The horror in the heart of everyone exploded when the star above, rippled once more, and like a meteorite, the star began to fall, tearing apart large chunks of space.

There was a moment of shocked silence before a primal panic seized the heart of everyone, due to the unique nature of the seven stars over the World of Trypho, everyone on every corner of the planet could see the stars, whether during the night or day and so, with the star falling from the sky, every single mortal panicked, even the unborn babies in the womb of the pregnant mothers opened their mouths and shrieked, several of them tied their cords around their necks and choked themselves to death.