1502 The Primordial Wager

Growl!

In the absolute center of the Greater Universe existed a violent spatial storm, violent enough to casually destroy any realm that came close. This was a region determined as a dead man's universe, for no life could ever hope to survive here. 

When even the regular spatial storms were capable of killing Gods, such a violent spatial storm was a death sentence, irrespective of the realm, and even for pinnacle beings like the God King, death was the only option. 

Though, it wouldn't be right to say that no life lived here. No, the truth was vastly different. 

There didn't exist any realms here, though, just endless spatial storms, one more violent than the other. 

Suddenly, a spatial storm pulsed, throbbing up and down as the storm churned violently, becoming stronger. Suddenly, a part of the storm moved away, revealing a gigantic eye that blinked violently, its every action affecting the spatial storms.