1 Lonely King

In a faraway fantasy land of Arankar, a lonely king by himself and the King of Gods by his world, King Arankar sat on his throne atop a dark valley's tallest black tree.

The King's black crown shone a faint blue light, highlighting the spreading cracks of darkness on it.

His eyes were dim, with barely any light in them.

Although his face was the definition of beauty and majesty itself, his long and thick jet black, unkempt hair that flew wildly behind him ruined it all, making him appear like many mental wild gods that he had vanquished plenty before.

Further below at his neck was a long necklace bearing ten colorful flawless crystals with unknown powers.

However, the darkness around King Arankar devoured their lights as well.

Those wild gods were consumed by their own darkness, and now he too, was getting swallowed by his darkness.

The name of his darkness was different than all others... It was boredom.

'Dear Death… Must I embrace you at last?'

He played with death for an unknown amount of time. Even now, he could merely brush it off.

But he decided to accept it.

Because if he got consumed by his darkness, he would truly turn into a wild god and destroy this beloved world of Arankar and its thousands of billion population.

Gazing at all living beings, the King sighed. His world consisted of various beasts, wildlife, elemental spirits, and god consciousnesses like him that were constantly birthed from natural concepts and competed to rise high to continue to maintain the balance of the world.

Although no one was equal to him in this world and no one managed to reach his level for eons, he had started feeling flawed long ago.

A scoff of self-ridicule left his mouth as he shook his head and decided to scatter his consciousness. 'What worth is such life?'

He decided to scatter his consciousness and achieve true death.

But not before an urge was produced in him.

An urge that he had never felt before in his entire life.

From birth till he became the strongest god by defeating others, balancing the wild world, and remaining strongest forever…

He never had this urge…until this moment!

Looking up at the sky, he could see the end of the world and an eternal sea of chaos that he had traversed for a long time without any fruitful result.

But his perspective regarding this sea of chaos changed when this urge was produced.

This incredible urge was an urge to seek help!

~Haiz~

"…Is there… anyone out there… who can help me… from this darkness?"

But immediately after muttering that, he chuckled and then burst out laughing.

He felt ridiculous for doing this.

"Hahaha, I guess I had a good laugh before leaving."

The darkness instantly thickened around him as he returned to his lifeless state.

~Truly ridiculous~

~Truly ridiculous~

~Truly ridiculous~

It was mocking him; he could feel it since it was his own darkness.

Sweeping one last look at his world, King Arankar closed his eyes and began to scatter himself.

However, he was shortly put into a surprise state, for his first and last urge to seek help did bring him service!

From the sea of chaos, a pillar of golden light came through. That pillar of golden light arrived with unstoppable force and struck right in front of the black tree!

King Arankar instantly gathered together and transformed into his prime appearance.

His eyes bore hope, another new emotion he felt for the first time.

A 7 feet humanoid with flawless lean muscles, he was the personification of beauty and majesty!

He wore a long dark golden loincloth with bright amber patterns while a sublime scarf was attached to the front and back of the loincloth from over his right shoulder, masking a tiny bit of his upper half body.

King Arankar's skin tone was peachy with a slight brown hue but without any blemish.

His long jet-black hair was suspended in a fluid loop motion as they waved calmly at their pace, free from any possible binding of reality around him.

Even if a world-devouring storm arrived, King Arankar's hair would wave at its own pace! That was one of the absolute laws that governed the space around him and whatever territory his presence permeated!

But that law and many such laws broke today as King Arankar's unbound domain was shattered into pieces when he set his foot on the golden pillar!

'Magnificent,' thought King as he saw the physical manifestation of his hope in that bridge portal.

He could already feel the world beyond that portal, making him increasingly excited.

But he was the exalted one! He must remain calm and get his shit together.

'I must present myself at my best in front of this world's natives.'

At that, the King finally passed through the portal.