It was neither a monster nor a beast, neither mortal nor god.
In her right arm, galaxies were forming.
In her left hand, galaxies were being destroyed.
In her fingers, stars, planets, and everything else were moving.
She was not a normal being.
She was a physical manifestation of the universe.
The cosmic figure first saw the meteor and smiled.
This was the first time since she came into existence that she had shown emotion.
The cosmic being had been watching this meteor for billions of years.
And then she looked at the Sage with no emotions.
And moved her hands slowly, turning the Sage ‘s and his students bodies into particles.
And again moved her gaze toward the meteor.
“The time has come,”she said, her voice echoing through the universes.
Reaching even places where no one had ever set foot before.
“Rise once again, Waestor .
Your universe is waiting for you.” And slowly, she turned her gaze toward a distant corner of the empty void of space.
Silence filled the endless darkness.
Then…
Space itself began to twist.
Cracks appeared in the fabric of space, growing larger with each passing second.
A colossal portal slowly emerged from the distortion.
And from within that portal, a throne descended.
Every god who watched this from their realm watching went silent.
Some began trembling.
Others lowered their heads.
But one emotion was visibly written across their faces.
Horror.
They had searched for this throne for billions of years.
But never got a clue.
Now the throne was in front of them.
But they could not do anything.
The throne was pitch black, adorned with countless golden symbols.
Its presence alone made space tremble.
It looked as if it had witnessed the birth and destruction of countless universes.
A throne that represented absolute authority over all existence.
A throne that was reserved for only one being.
“Ank….” The cosmic being continued.
“Your throne awaits you.” It raised its hand, and that motion alone caused the galaxies to shift.
Changing the direction of the meteor and now the meteor changed the route it had been wandering on for billions of years.
Now it had a destiny.
And finally, it reached its destiny.
The meteor crashed onto a planet.
For the first time in billions of years, the meteor had touched the ground.
The gods who were watching everything were terrified.
“Why did he crash on this planet?” “Out of billions of planets, why this one?” “Why???” The planet’s name was Duskwild.
Once, it was a planet that even gods wanted to visit, and now the planet was dying.
The planet suffered from a curse of betrayal, and now the curse was showing its effects.
The planet had only ten years before its death.
And no one knew the reason except for some cruel gods.
The cruel gods who were responsible for this planet’s current condition were sweating.
If Ank knew that they had done this to the planet,they were doomed.
This was once a beautiful planet with two moons, vibrant seas, and different forests that looked like paintings brought to life.
And a clear night sky from which you could see beautiful space.
And now it was on the brink of death.
The cosmic being spoke again, but this time with a serious expression.
“Rise again, Waestor .
I am waiting for you.
Your universe is waiting for you.
Your throne is waiting for you.” And her voice faded and dissolved into the universe.
Now in Duskwild,from the meteor’s impact, the ground split in two, forming a crater, and everything within a radius of 10 km became dust.
And after the dust settled,there was no movement aside from a meteor at least the size of a mortal bus at the center of the destruction.
And everything became silent.
Many people came there to investigate the meteor, but they did not find anything besides the giant hard rock.
People became disappointed.
They came here to find something valuable, but there was only a giant stone that refused to break.
Someone murmured to himself, “Why is my luck so bad that I only found this rock?” And kicked it with his leg.
On this planet, many meteorites fell to the ground.
Some meteors carried valuable things that could only be found inside them.
So this became a good source of income.
But not all contained valuables.
Only a few did.
Another person came, wearing a long black coat, and tried to comfort him.
“It was not your fault, brother.
This stone was unlucky, not you.” “Let’s get ready.
We are moving to the next site,” one man said, commanding everyone.
“We have already wasted our time here.
We have to visit many other meteor sites.” “We are already in huge debt, so we cannot waste time here.” After saying that, all the people nodded, packed everything, and left the site.
They had left behind something that could have the power to change their lives.
But fate had not chosen them.
It had chosen someone else.
And after that, no one came for the meteor.
And then six months passed.
When the meteor slowly cracked.
A bright light shone that could surpass even the sun.
The seal had been broken.
The Waestor had awakened.
Its presence spread across the entire Universe, announcing his return.
Every god in the Universe watched this while gritting their teeth.
And cursed themselves for not killing him when he was a one-year-old child.
Their hatred for him had reached a new level, and they had lost any sympathy they once had for him.
Now, from the meteor, a dying figure emerged.
Half of his body was burned beyond recognition.
While the rest of his body had countless wounds.
Somehow, he was alive.
By all logic, he should have died.
But his chest was moving, and the sound of his heartbeat could be heard.
When his body touched the ground, a massive shockwave spread across the entire Duskwild planet.
Every being present on the planet, including birds flying in the sky, monsters in the forests, creatures in the ocean, and even the sleeping dead beneath the soil.
He lay unconscious on the ground for at least six months.
Once, a group of soldiers came there to investigate the reason for the shockwave that the entire planet had felt.
They were surprised to see him and tried to take him away from that place.
But they all failed.
And in the end, they left him there.
A few more weeks passed, and no one came near him.
Then one day, an old man, seventy years of age, found him.
While returning home after doing business near the village.
He was also not some ordinary old man.
He had once been the most powerful figure in the Universe, a protector of billions.
Now retired, he lived with his granddaughter due to the guilt of not saving his son.
He had the option to save his son, but due to his responsibilities, he could not save him.
But now he had the option to save someone.
He took the man and brought him to his home so he could recover.
It was a story not about dominance.
It was about what the Waestor would choose this time.
Dominance.
Or peace.
And so began the story, not of his fall, but of his return.
Author’s Note The prologue has come to an end.
From this chapter onward, the real journey begins.
Many questions remain unanswered, and the greatest mysteries of the universe have only begun to unfold.
Piece by piece, the forgotten history of the First Waestor will be revealed.
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Thank you for reading, and I’ll see you in the next chapter!
From this chapter onward, the real journey begins.
Many questions still remain unanswered, and some of the greatest mysteries have only just been introduced.
Piece by piece, the forgotten history of the universe will unfold.
See you in the next chapter.