Damian had a dream.
Since time immemorial, a world stood. A world of infinite proportions. It was so large that if diced into infinite parts, each parts would still be infinitely larger than the Spheric Verse. After all, even a portion of infinity was still infinity.
This world was called… the Genesis World.
At the top of this world, at the very summit, where the very strongest of the Spheric Verse wouldn't hope to reach in their lifetimes, a race of powerful beings stood. No, calling them powerful was selling them short.
They were so overpowered that even a regular, trashy member of the race could lay waste to the Spheric Verse in moments. Damian knew too little about the strength of the true hegemons of the Spheric Verse, and still, he was convinced that, compared to these true Dragons, the Spheric Verse was a… lizard.
