9 VISIONS OF THE NEW GENERATION Date: June 7, 2026 Time: 8:12 AM Location: Earth The world no longer woke up gently.
Morning had once meant traffic reports, celebrity scandals, football highlights, crowded buses, children preparing for school, and exhausted adults rushing toward another ordinary day.
Now every screen on Earth displayed the same things: Monster sightings.
System announcements.
New Generation rankings.
Entire cultures had shifted in less than two weeks.
In Lagos, generators hummed beneath apartment balconies while families argued over bottled water and monster migration routes.
In Tokyo, train stations played emergency evolution guidelines instead of advertisements.
In New York, giant digital billboards replayed blurry footage of winged figures crossing shattered skies.
Parisian cafés discussed mana density instead of politics.
Moscow military channels broadcast survival drills twenty-four hours a day.
And everywhere— people talked about the Top 30.
Especially Rank 1.
The dragon from Nigeria.
Videos spread endlessly online despite collapsing networks.
Most recordings were unstable: distant crimson wings vanishing into clouds, frozen streets covered in blue flames, monsters fleeing in panic, or civilians screaming while filming through broken windows.
Humanity had become obsessed with the New Generation.
Some people called them saviors.
Others called them monsters wearing human faces.
Religious groups declared them divine signs.
Conspiracy forums claimed governments had engineered them.
Children treated them like mythological heroes.
Military analysts treated them like living nuclear weapons.
But beneath every reaction lingered the same question: What exactly were they becoming?
Date: June 7, 2026 Time: 8:31 AM Location: Olaniyi Residence, Adamawa State, Nigeria Rain tapped softly against cracked windows while electricity flickered throughout the neighborhood.
Inside the bathroom mirror, AETERNUS studied his own reflection in silence.
The face staring back at him still resembled Ayomide Olaniyi.
But only partially.
His features had sharpened over the past few days into something unnaturally refined.
His pale skin carried no imperfections anymore.
White hair flowed past his shoulders, threaded with faint streaks of crimson and icy blue that shifted subtly whenever mana moved through him.
His glowing sapphire eyes no longer resembled ordinary human eyes at all.
They looked deeper now.
Older somehow.
Predatory.
Blue frost-flames drifted lazily around his fingertips before fading again.
AETERNUS exhaled quietly.
He remembered worrying about university applications only months ago.
Remembered arguing with Temitope over food.
Remembered sleeping through alarms and complaining about heat during blackouts.
Those memories already felt strangely distant.
Behind him, the old water pipes creaked inside the walls.
Somewhere outside, a frightened dog barked at passing monsters in the street.
Humanity was still alive.
Still adapting.
But the world itself no longer felt human.
Slowly, AETERNUS raised one hand.
Ice mana gathered instantly.
Blue flames spiraled above his palm while red dragon energy emerged beneath it, heavier and denser than ordinary mana.
The moment both forces touched, faint purple distortions flickered through the air like fractured space.
The pressure alone cracked part of the nearby mirror.
His eyes narrowed.
Still unstable.
The purple energy vanished a moment later, but his instincts reacted immediately afterward.
Transformation surged through him naturally.
Crimson scales spread across his skin with sharp cracking sounds.
Massive wings erupted outward one after another, forcing furniture aside as the room expanded beneath overwhelming draconic pressure.
One pair.
Then another.
Then another.
Then another.
Four enormous wings unfolded fully behind him.
Blue frost-fire flowed through the gaps between radiant crimson scales while his sapphire eyes brightened into something terrifyingly inhuman.
Even crouched within the house, his dragon form filled the room with ancient dominance.
Then the doorway creaked open.
Damilola peeked inside.
“…Big bro?” AETERNUS froze instantly.
Several seconds passed before he hurriedly shrank back into humanoid form.
Damilola’s eyes sparkled with excitement instead of fear.
“That was amazing.” Temitope appeared behind her a second later and smacked the back of her head.
“Stop encouraging him like he’s somebody’s pet dragon.” “But he is a dragon.” “That’s not the point.” Tomi burst into laughter from the hallway while Mayowa shook her head helplessly from the living room.
Even AETERNUS smiled.
For a brief moment, the tension faded.
Yet underneath the warmth, a quieter thought remained lodged inside him.
How much longer will these transformations still feel temporary?
Date: June 7, 2026 Time: 1:44 PM Location: Madrid, Spain The ruined cathedral had become Valdris Ignis Rex’s territory.
Molten cracks spread across shattered stone while golden flames drifted endlessly through the air like living sunlight.
Heat distorted the atmosphere around him even while he remained perfectly still.
Alejandro Reyes no longer looked entirely human either.
In humanoid form, Valdris possessed bronze skin illuminated by internal fire, sharp golden eyes, and crimson-gold hair that moved like burning silk behind him.
Every heartbeat released warmth into the surrounding air.
Ash drifted around him constantly.
He stared into a floating mirror of flame quietly.
Then transformation overtook him.
Golden fire exploded skyward as his body expanded into a colossal phoenix.
Wings large enough to eclipse entire streets unfolded magnificently above Madrid.
Feathers resembling molten sunlight shimmered with impossible beauty while embers scattered through the heavens like miniature stars.
Citizens below stopped moving.
Some stared in awe.
Others cried.
Valdris noticed both reactions.
“…A dragon ranked above me,” he murmured.
Excitement flickered across his burning eyes.
Not hatred.
Not insecurity.
Challenge.
For the first time since evolving, he felt the existence of another being capable of standing beside him at the summit.
And somewhere deep inside his phoenix instincts— he wanted that confrontation someday.
Date: June 7, 2026 Time: 5:22 PM Location: Washington D.C., United States The research facility remained unnaturally quiet whenever Kael Vantharion entered a room.
Scientists avoided standing too close to him now.
Not because he threatened them directly, but because reality itself behaved incorrectly around him.
Light bent subtly near his body.
Electronic devices glitched.
Even sound occasionally distorted for brief moments.
Kael stood beside reinforced glass overlooking military evacuation zones.
Dark silver hair framed calm, unreadable features while void-black eyes reflected rotating spatial fractures beneath their surface.
One young researcher whispered nervously to another nearby.
“He doesn’t even look alive anymore.” Kael heard him clearly.
But honestly, he understood the fear.
His evolved form disturbed even him sometimes.
When he transformed fully, parts of his body dissolved into spatial voids filled with shifting cracks and impossible darkness.
Floating distortions orbited him like broken pieces of reality itself.
He remembered his mother once telling him he had kind eyes.
Now people struggled to maintain eye contact at all.
Kael looked toward the distant horizon silently.
Far away across the Atlantic, he could faintly sense another presence.
Cold.
Ancient.
Draconic.
AETERNUS.
The sensation unsettled him more than he admitted.
Date: June 7, 2026 Time: 6:01 PM Location: Beijing, China Thunderstorms followed Thalvorion now.
Lightning crawled across skyscrapers while storm clouds rotated unnaturally above the city skyline.
Emergency sirens echoed throughout evacuated districts as military aircraft maintained cautious distance overhead.
Chen Wei stood atop a skyscraper with his hands behind his back.
Silver-white hair shifted beneath roaring winds while faint dragon scales lined his neck and forearms.
Golden lightning flickered within slit-pupiled eyes.
Then the storm answered him.
A massive eastern wyrm emerged from the clouds.
Its serpentine body coiled through the heavens while silver scales reflected constant lightning strikes.
Gigantic horns crackled with golden electricity powerful enough to illuminate entire districts.
People below fell silent.
One small child clutched his mother’s sleeve tightly and whispered: “…A dragon god.” The mother didn’t answer.
Because even adults no longer possessed words for things like this.
Meanwhile, high above Beijing, Thalvorion’s instincts reacted suddenly.
Another dragon existed somewhere beyond the horizon.
Different lineage.
Different power.
Different presence.
Yet undeniably dangerous.
His golden eyes narrowed.
AETERNUS.
Date: June 7, 2026 Time: 7:33 PM Location: France Inside an old church converted into a healing shelter, Seraphiel Luxoria sat quietly among wounded civilians.
Soft golden light flowed from her six radiant wings, easing pain and accelerating recovery throughout the room.
Broken bones healed faster near her presence.
Fever faded.
Exhaustion lessened.
People treated her gently now.
Too gently.
Nobody spoke casually around her anymore.
Children hid behind parents before slowly peeking back out in awe.
Adults bowed instinctively.
Priests addressed her with trembling reverence.
Sophia Laurent missed ordinary conversations more than she expected.
Missed sarcasm.
Missed awkward laughter.
Missed being interrupted.
Now everyone looked at her as though she belonged somewhere above humanity.
Not beside it.
“…I miss being normal,” she whispered quietly.
No one nearby heard her.
Or perhaps they pretended not to.
Date: June 7, 2026 Time: 11:42 PM Location: Global Online Forums Despite collapsing infrastructure, online discussions exploded continuously.
“Did anyone else see the Nigeria dragon video?” “The phoenix guy in Spain is insane.” “My cousin swears Rank 4 walked through shadows.” “The angel healed people on livestream.” “No way Earth survives one year.” “I think the Top 30 aren’t human anymore.” “Honestly?
I think they’re evolving into something better.” “Or something worse.” Across millions of frightened conversations, humanity slowly began reshaping its understanding of existence itself.
Mythology no longer belonged to history books.
It walked openly across Earth now.
Date: June 8, 2026 Time: 12:03 AM Location: Hidden Dimensional Rift Ancient creatures observed floating projections of Earth’s rankings through fractured void-space.
Gigantic silhouettes moved beneath crimson storms.
One creature spoke first.
“…New Generation Primordials.” Another answered coldly.
“They are immature.” Silence followed briefly.
Then a third voice echoed from deeper darkness.
“…For now.” Countless glowing eyes turned toward the image of AETERNUS afterward.
Watching.
Calculating.
Waiting.
Date: June 8, 2026 Time: 7:14 AM Location: Lagos, Nigeria The refugee shelter smelled of sweat, fuel, smoke, and damp concrete.
Hundreds of displaced civilians crowded together beneath unstable generators while volunteers distributed ration packs near broken classrooms converted into sleeping areas.
Arguments erupted constantly now.
About food.
About safety.
About rumors.
And always— about the Top 30.
A middle-aged mechanic pointed excitedly toward a floating system projection replaying AETERNUS’s ranking reveal.
“I’m telling you, Rank 1 being Nigerian changes everything.” Another man sitting nearby shook his head uneasily.
“That’s exactly what scares me.” The conversation quieted afterward.
Because everyone understood the truth beneath those words.
If beings like AETERNUS protected humanity, Earth might survive.
But if beings like him ever turned against humanity— there would be nothing ordinary humans could do about it.
Nearby, a little girl quietly drew a crimson dragon in an old school notebook.
Not everyone feared the New Generation equally.
Date: June 8, 2026 Time: 10:33 AM Location: Spain Valdris walked slowly through ruined streets while golden flames drifted around him in lazy spirals.
People instinctively moved aside wherever he passed.
Some bowed slightly.
Others simply stared.
He noticed all of it.
The fear.
The admiration.
The caution.
Then a small girl approached him unexpectedly.
“Mister Phoenix?” Valdris blinked.
She couldn’t have been older than seven.
The child smiled brightly despite the surrounding destruction.
“You’re really cool.” For several seconds, Valdris simply stared at her.
Ever since evolving, people only looked at him with worship, fear, ambition, or suspicion.
Not innocence.
Not sincerity.
A genuine smile slowly crossed his face.
“…Thanks.” The girl tilted her head curiously.
“Are you gonna protect Spain?” The question hit harder than he expected.
Because until now, he’d only thought about power.
Evolution.
Growth.
Competition.
Not responsibility.
For the first time since awakening, Valdris looked beyond himself.
And the realization unsettled him quietly.
Date: June 8, 2026 Time: 3:06 PM Location: Olaniyi Residence, Nigeria Rain fell softly outside while the house remained unusually quiet.
AETERNUS sat alone near the living room window staring at his reflection in the darkened glass.
Not out of vanity.
Out of uncertainty.
His glowing eyes no longer looked familiar to him.
Even when fully human, his presence altered rooms unintentionally now.
People reacted differently around him.
Monsters fled from him instinctively.
Slowly, he activated partial transformation.
Crimson scales spread across one arm.
Sharp claws emerged while blue frost-flames flowed between radiant draconic patterns beneath the skin.
He studied the transformed limb in silence.
If I continue evolving…
what exactly will remain human about me?
The thought lingered heavily.
Then footsteps approached behind him.
Julie entered quietly carrying folded laundry.
AETERNUS immediately deactivated the transformation, but she had already seen it.
For several seconds neither spoke.
Then Julie walked over calmly and placed one hand gently against his cheek.
“You’re overthinking again.” He looked away slightly.
“…I’m changing.” Julie smiled softly.
“You were always changing.” He frowned faintly.
“Mom—” “When you were five, you wanted to become an astronaut.
At ten, you wanted to build robots.
At fourteen, you suddenly started pretending you hated hugs.” Her smile widened slightly.
“You’ve always been changing, Ayo.” The simple words struck deeper than expected.
Because despite the rankings— despite the dragon bloodline— despite the fear surrounding his name— his mother still looked at him exactly the same way.
Not as Rank 1.
Not as a Primordial Dragon.
Not as Earth’s strongest New Generation.
Just her son.
For the first time in days, genuine relief loosened the tension in his chest.
Outside, thunder rolled softly across the broken heavens.
And deep within AETERNUS’s evolving bloodline— something ancient continued waiting patiently for him to grow.