Prologue

In a vast plane of nothingness, a tiny singularity was buzzing, it occasionally lit up with two bright lights, a purple one and red one. The red was seemingly outmatched by the purple, slowly being devoured by it.

If one looked closer they would notice two beings, giving off purple and red auras respectively, engaged in an intense bout for survival, it would be a normal occurrence in this world except for the fact that these very two beings were massive! They're eyes like black holes and they're entire body equivalent to an entire galaxy even bigger than the milky way!

"I see you've all become restless already haven't you, Darius?" The supermassive anomaly with the red aura spoke out as it exchanged a blow with a being named Darius.

"Oh little Rhysand, so arrogant in your ways, do you think you'll be alive to know what we're planning?" Darius laughed

"Who's "we"? You're the only Monarch in your reality unless you've gotten another genius.." The entity known as Rhysand had a troubled expression because of Darius' words.

"If you weren't so stuck up you'd realize that every other Monarch is planning on ascending, yet you're still stuck at the same realm you were a thousand years ago!" Darius yelled as he punched out with his full strength

Feeling the sheer power of the punch Rhysand turned solemn, knowing he wouldn't be able to win this battle he instantly decided to aim for survival instead, and with a heavy heart crushed a mysterious glass pendant which enveloped him in a bright light

"Tsk, so desperate." Darius spoke with disdain and pulled back, looking again where the being known as Rhysand once was, now an empty space as the glowing light faded away.

In a magestic palace made of the rarest of materials, someone suddenly appeared in a secret chamber.

A handsome man with dashing red hair that flowed down his back that Darius would recognize as Rhysand fell to his knees and spat out a mouthful of blood

"It's over. I've lost this time" he said as he wiped the blood flowing down from his lips, then with a speed that surpassed that of light, he plunged his hand into his chest and pulled out a pitch black orb, numerous masters around the realm would recognize this orb as a cultivators core!

Rhysands eyes flashed with a golden glow "Let me see who among you is worthy of my inheritance...." He looked through the vast reality under his reign and spoke out domineeringly

In a small world in the corner of reality, a mother was in labor, mortals could only see her and numerous nurses around her aswell as hear her painful screams, but cultivators would notice a sea of golden runes surrounding her that, especially converging around her stomach.

"You." A whisper sounded, the originally pale Rhysand looking into the room, staring deeply at the woman, more accurately at the baby who had just been born. He, the Master of the Leo Reality, smiled in delight at a mortal baby's birth.