1 Prologue 1: The Omni-Ruler

In the vast infinity of reality, there was in a hidden space closed off from the outside world, a young man sitting in meditation as he cultivated, but instead of cultivating his body, mind, or some magical powers like most of the other cultivators, he solely focused on his soul. Unlike in the usual faction, where one would face a bottleneck in cultivation, he just kept seamlessly growing with no stop or limits to be found.

This process continued for unknown periods of time, and before he knew it, this young man found himself at the boundless Omni-existent rank of soul cultivation, an endless rank that saw no limit and stood above all others in spiritual power. That was not where it stopped, having reached such a level, the young man used his newfound power to better himself forcing reality to allow his body, mind, and magic to reach the same level of pinnacle rank just with his spiritual power, such a feat was only possible for someone at the Omni-existent rank such as himself, but it would still, take indomitable will and an ungodly amount of time. Having both the young man persisted until he reached the top in all of those.

A very, very long time after, he had reached a point of perpetual evolution and growth in which each millisecond of existence, would make him insanely much more powerful than the last, to a point the only thing he felt he could command all of reality, as the rise of his power was unfathomable.

Having reached such a state, the young man decided to finally leave the isolated space, only to be met with the revelation that the outside space had trouble handling his existence and began crumbling, distorting, and cracking as soon as he placed a single foot out. This left him displeased, as he went back into the isolated space. Using his power he analyzed all of reality to find that the space he had been using to cultivate thus far existed outside the rest of his multi-verse, as an infinite dimension of immeasurable proportion, that has existed for as long as the entirety of reality itself.

Through sheer luck, he had access to such a space, and it turned out to be much more than he could ever imagine. That aside in the infinite incalculable vastness of reality, in the version or part of it, he inhabited, there were a total of 12 planes that composed his multi-verse in this infinite sea called reality. Each of the planes was vaster and more prosperous than the one before containing much more of the extensive cast of energies, that fueled reality. The first of all the planes being known as nameless plane, and existing right before the 1st plane.

The young man himself had been born in the 11th plane before accidentally finding this isolated space, which he used to make himself as immensely powerful as he was now. Using these same powers he cultivated, he created a 12th plane where he would be able to safely exist without any trouble just like how he could in the isolated space, and would even connect the isolated space to the 12th plane, as a personal domain of sorts while the 12 plane itself was so that he could once again communicate, and interact with other intelligent beings in a normal way. While humans like himself would be nice, any sentient being that could communicate with him would do.

Thus with this plan in mind, the young man created the 12th plane in his multi-verse and placed it right above the 11th place connecting it to the chain of ascendance in which all the planes were organized. This way cultivators or Monsters or Beasts powerful enough to ascend would be able to enter the 12th plane with no problems.

Right after it was completed, the young man connected it to the isolated space, before entering the 12th plane and finding himself able to stand and move however he wished without the risk of destroying space and time, making the whole multi-verse collapse on itself with his mere presence. His testing went on for a while and so long as he didn't try to do anything like letting his emotions get too strong or sneeze or fart or cry and or other things among those lines, the 12th plane should thrive and prosper. Unfortunately he couldn't really solve this problem as it wasn't about him making the 12th plane too weak, it's just that he would always get too strong right after.

For example, if when he first made the 12th plane his hypothetical power was 1, by the time he was in it, his hypothetical power would already be over 100. He even went through the trouble of making the 12th plane a plane that can adapt to it, but it couldn't fully keep up with his power. His growth seemed to be exponential with an ever-changing n variable that would increase every time.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry at the fact that the only thing he was not strong enough to fully control was his own power, the young man simply shook his head and moved on, worried that he might end up accidentally breaking the 12th plane, the rest of his multi-verse, and probably much more if he were to do something like that.

To make things worse, after waiting for what felt like eons until the beings in the 11th plane got powerful enough to enter the 12th plane, it was revealed that others could not ascend to the 12th plane, not because they were too weak to enter but because the young man's presence was so overwhelming that it would not just insta-kill them, but completely delete or erase the existence of any being exposed to it.

Eventually, with time, the 12th Plane and even the isolated space, could no longer fully handle him. If things continued to progress this way, at some point all of the vast infinity of reality would be consumed by his mere presence, and everything would collapse on itself, and cause a bing-bang-type effect essentially destroying, and restarting all of reality before the same thing would happen again and again forever so long, as he and his absurd power didn't stop.

Not having much else to do, the young man sat down and began meditating again... And it was then that he reached enlightenment. There are infinite universes in a multi-verse, but there are also infinite multi-verses spread out throughout an infinite number of timelines, prisoner to an infinite number of possibilities in the Omniverse. In all that, everything was meaningless... Unless you choose to give things meaning. Nothing was inherently important, things became important because individuals gave those things value, by caring and worrying about stuff.

Be it one's life, family, friends, interests, hobbies, goals, dreams, possessions, and whatever else. None of it truly mattered in the grand scheme of things, but to the individual it did and that was enough. To find beauty in the meaningless existence, one must find their own way of enjoying it, for as long as it lasts for them.

When it comes to one like the young man, who jumped from being a mortal in their teens to a Celestial with power being human comprehension, he did nothing but cultivate without being to enjoy anything else... As such, and for the sake of not destroying reality, he decided to reincarnate himself and reset things. That way he could prevent the destruction of reality and have his journey to the top, the way he wanted it to be.

As a preventive measure against ending up in this same exact situation in the future, the young man focused all his power on creating two entities, three techniques, four weapon arts, and an item. One entity to go help with the control of his power, and the other to help him navigate in his journey back to his 12th, as he intended to experience his whole multi-verse by starting at the nameless plane. Three techniques to facilitate his rise and control it. Weapon arts to make combat easier, and finally, an item to help with another of his concerns.

Just then, using his immense power, the young man put his plan into action and began his reincarnation.