This story begins 5,000 years before the birth of the Nine Heavens Demon King Shi Mara Sahamaru. At that time, the universe still knew the Primordial Energy of the Hongmeng Dao, an energy beyond human imagination.
On the Eternal Alpha Continent, three great powers clashed. They were the Great Primordials. These entities were the Rulers of the Universe and the Dimensions in which they resided. They consisted of eight gigantic beings who destroyed stars with just a breath.
The dawn light of Orion never rose gently. It burst across the horizon like spilled golden blood, illuminating the land still trembling from the remnants of the Primordial War. Amidst the silence of the Alpha Continent, freshly frozen from the flames of war, stood a man whose shadow stretched across the valley.
Duke Raksa.
His battle robes made from Ancient Dragon scales were tattered, but his aura was still enough to make wild beasts within a thousand-mile radius kneel silently. He no longer saw the world as a home, but as a blank canvas he must paint with a new order.
Chapter: Blood Alliance in the Alpha Sky
The winds of Planet Orion were never truly calm. On the Ancient Ancestral Continent, red dust swirled, covering the footsteps of a man whose destiny would shake the five universes. Duke Raksa strode forward in fluttering black robes, leaving his homeland not because he was defeated, but because his ambitions were too great to be contained by a single horizon. His eyes stared straight up at the sky, piercing the atmosphere toward the Alpha Continent, the center of all primordial energy.
However, the void between universes was no easy path. Amidst the energy fluctuations that tore through space, Raksa encountered a sight that stopped him in his tracks. On a shattered planetary fragment, he saw a flicker of fading golden light, surrounded by dense black mist and deadly purple lightning.
There lay a majestic figure, panting. It was Permana Esa, the Divine Dragon Emperor. His legendary golden scales were now cracked, and his sacred silver blood flowed down the barren ground.
A Meeting of Two Fates
Adipati Raksa approached. His presence triggered the Emperor's wary instincts. "Who... are you? Are you an accomplice of Shi Ju Maru?" whispered Permana Esa, his voice hoarse but still possessing an unwavering authority.
Raksa stopped just three steps in front of the dragon, who was transforming into human form. "I am a wanderer seeking the supreme throne. And I don't need the help of cowards like them to bring you down," Raksa replied coldly.
He could feel the immense pressure in the place. Permana Esa wasn't merely wounded; he had been ganged up on by two of the most feared forces in the universe: the Heavenly Demon Empire and the Heavenly God Empire. This was an unimaginable cosmic betrayal—when light and darkness had allied themselves solely to destroy the Divine Dragon clan that maintained the balance.
"If you die here, history will only record your defeat," Raksa said, reaching out, channeling a bit of his primordial energy to close the open wound in Permana Esa's chest. "Rise. An Emperor will not allow his enemies to laugh in the ruins."
The Shock of the Two Heavens
Before Permana Esa could fully recover, the horizon suddenly split. The previously dark sky turned blood red and dazzling white at the same time. From the north, thousands of warships from the Heavenly Demon Empire appeared, led by Shi Ju Maru, the bloodthirsty Heavenly Demon Commander, and Xuan Mo, the cold strategist of the Heavenly God Empire.
"Look, our Dragon Emperor is still breathing," Shi Ju Maru's laughter boomed, its vibrations shattering the giant boulders around them. "And who is that little insect beside him? A human from Orion? How dare you touch our prey!"
Xuan Mo, with an emotionless face and wings of light spread wide, raised her sword. "Duke Raksa, your name is heard in ancient prophecies. But today, your journey to the Alpha Continent will end as fertilizer for the stars."
The Fury of the Future Emperor
Duke Raksa was undeterred. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face. This was the test he had been looking for. He drew his heavy sword, the Horizon-Shattering Sword, which immediately radiated a black-red aura that pushed back the pressure from the two commanders.
"Permana Esa, gather the rest of your troops. Let me clear the way ahead," Raksa ordered.
The battle broke out. Raksa shot like a black meteor toward the thousands of Heavenly Demon Troops. Each swing of his sword created a shockwave that obliterated hundreds of demon soldiers in an instant. Shi Ju Maru, feeling insulted, charged forward with his spear of darkness.
Ting!
The clash of their weapons created an explosion of energy that devastated the plain. Shi Ju Maru shock and talk "
Shocked; Raksa's physical strength surpassed mortal logic. "You... what kind of power is this?"
"This is the power of those without limits!" Raksa shouted. He spun his sword, using the Five Realms Reversal technique, absorbing the energy of Shi Ju Maru's attack and blasting it back at Xuan Mo, who was attempting to attack from behind with divine light magic.
On the other hand, inspired by Raksa's courage, Permana Esa rose to his feet. He unleashed a soul-shaking dragon roar. The remaining Divine Dragon troops, previously scattered, began to pour out of the dimensional rift, forming a solid battle formation under their Emperor's command.
The Traitors Retreat
The battle lasted for three days and three nights without interruption. Duke Raksa fought like an ancient god of war. His body was covered in wounds, but his eyes grew brighter as his rage grew. He managed to corner Shi Ju Maru until the demon commander lost one of his majestic horns.
Xuan Mo, realizing that the momentum had turned, immediately signaled a retreat. "We underestimated this variable. Duke Raksa is no ordinary human, he is an anomaly."
With a furious growl, Shi Ju Maru was forced to retreat into the dark dimensional gateway, followed by the scattered remnants of their forces. The red and white sky slowly faded, returning to the gloomy purple of the dying Planet Orion.
The Bond of the Throne and the Promise of Alpha
Duke Raksa's breath was ragged, his sword stuck in the ground for support. Permana Esa approached, now in his majestic human form, clad in tattered golden robes.
"You saved my bloodline, Raksa," Permana Esa said with deep respect. "Without you, the Divine Dragon Empire would be history today. What do you want in return? Gold? Power? Immortality?"
Raksa gazed up at the glowing constellation of the Alpha Continent far above. "I don't need rewards that can be destroyed by time. I want recognition. When I reach the Alpha Continent and sit on the Throne of the Five Universes, I want the Dragon Nation to bear witness that I am the rightful Emperor."
Permana Esa smiled, a rare sight for the Dragon Emperor. "Then go. The Alpha Continent awaits you with challenges a thousand times greater than this. But know this, from this moment on, you have the friendship of the Divine Dragon. If the sky falls on you, call upon my name."
With the support of the Divine Dragon, Adipati Raksa's journey was no longer merely an escape or a quest for personal power. It was the beginning of the unification of the five universes. With determined steps, he left the ruins of Orion, leaping toward the dimensional gateway to the Alpha Continent of Eternity, a place where gods, demons, and immortal heroes await to be destroyed or united under one name: Emperor Adipati Raksa.