The Throne of Existence sat at the center of existence, reality, and all concepts.
It was made of everything that makes reality, concept, and allows cultivation to exist in all cosmetologies. But it also held eternal silence and the cries of those sacrificed just to reach the goal of becoming True Father God.
As Tian Wu Ji sat on his True Father God throne, his consciousness wouldn't leave him. It replayed everything.
He had made it to the top. He had become True Father God. The highest being in existence. He had done unspeakable things. Clapping billions of Godkings and beings below Almighty Supreme Gods. He had clapped the 11th True Father God into nothing and absorbed everything else.
He had absorbed his 2 wives and 20 billion Eternal Sovereigns at his command.
He had reached his goal.
He had become the ultimate and most powerful being in existence.
And he was lonely at the top.
He won the war and lost everything else.
His throne floated in the voids between all 13 celestial cosmetologies. All around him, treasures and ruins of the chaotic battle with True Father Gods remained. Broken galaxies. Shattered star systems. Corpses of gods. Shattered 4th to 13th dimensions.
Gaia's face was always on his mind. Her final tears. Her last sad words. How they fell slowly into the void and became a nebula.
The screams of Makena Primordial Mother still echoed in his mind. He had betrayed her trust before. And still used her as cannon fodder.
Then he remembered the sad faces of the 20 billion Eternal Sovereigns. Their helplessness while he devoured them.
Victory didn't turn out how he thought it would feel. It tasted bitter with what he had to sacrifice to make it to the top.
Tian realized why those at the top tend to become people pleasers. So they aren't alone and empty.
The Watcher watched Tian from afar and smiled.
"The seals hold, father."
"How long do you think it will take before they break out?"
"Eons. Let's say sextrillion or maybe centrillion. Scorpio is the strongest. He will break out first."
"I have already made arrangements for his successor."
"Wait. What, father? A successor?"
"A boy born in a Type 0 civilization. He conquered his mortal world through conquest. You will watch him. He isn't worth me personally watching him. I leave you to have fun with this pawn. Don't have too much fun though. You understand me."
"Don't worry. It will be a masterpiece far better than this."
"I knew I could trust you with that. Don't overdo it. I need some interesting entertainment. He is the interesting entertainment."
"Father, that's how you started. Aren't you scared he will return strong enough to kill you?"
"It's lonely at the top. And I'm bored. I need a challenger to feel some thrill and feel whole again. I'm a conqueror. I'm bored without combat or a worthy opponent."
"Okay. I'll take my leave then to get to it."
Makena (Primordial Mother) in her soul form appeared before the Watcher.
"You are still alive."
"I am, but in soul form. I have a centrillion of soul power. I need you to make the Divine God System with 80% of my power and consciousness. And put me in that body."
She pointed to a girl with golden blood.
"And arrange for her to end up where the destined one will be. I feel lonely. I wanna be loved, cared for, and adored."
"Can you do me this favor?"
"Sure, mother. I will. You just made this game fun."
"But you can't tell Tian, okay?"
"I won't. Let me put 20% of your power in baby Makena. I'll whisper the name into the mother's mind. Let her think it's her idea."
"Go down and put the system in the young hero."
He finished everything in 100 years.
He put 20% of Primordial Mother's power in the girl. He arranged for Shàonián Wánwéi. And 80% in the Divine God System.
The Watcher smiled.
The game had begun.