Today, Antrax decided to run toward the edge of the Material Substrate. He said how it would be magnificent to slice a supernova in half.
There was nothing he could not cut or split. His sword, Dawnfall, could cut through all aspects of its targets. If it was a being, its body, mind, soul, and idea would be destroyed. If it was an object, it was disintegrated into quarks. If it was a quark or smaller particles, the sword simply cut them into yet undefined smaller parts.
If an entity that was devoid of all those aspects were to confront him, the sword would induce the same effects regardless. This was how Antrax, the God of War, manipulated his logic. He could cut what could not be cut. With Dawnfall in his hand, even nothingness would be reduced to pieces.
It was impossible to beat him in a sword fight, for he was war, and as such, he encompassed all that would come from conflicts, such as the concept of mastery over weapons. Naturally, this also meant he could perfectly utilize any and all weapons, including those that have yet to exist.
One day, while he was venturing across the Material Substrate, a portal suddenly opened behind him.
It was a humanoid-like figure with a white hood and a helmet that covered all of its head.
He called himself Voyager, and he demanded blood.
Thus, conflict ensured.