Sinkholes crack the surface open, revealing the scorching hellscape of the Ashen Realm. Lava darts up from lava pits, allowing wicked monsters to bleed into the overworld. The Ashen Realm sends the damned to a last-ditch death race to the top. Any being sent here has one opportunity to prove to the God of Origin that they deserve a chance to live again. May were sent, and only one came out alive.
A human party walks to the streets of Seifuku, destined to stop the ongoing security issue in the kingdom. Giant wolves roar at them and the area morphs to ashes. They struggle to contain the wolves, even after killing two of them with a barrage of strikes. The party sees the mother of the wolves dash at them, determined to kill them all. They hit the mother with everything they had, but it wasn't enough.
"Everyone!" the leader of the party shouts. "Everything, into sealing them, NOW!"
The party listens as they charge up a huge wave of sealing magic. Exerting all of their energy, they seal off the sinkhole leaving them unconscious. No one found the human party until a few hours afterward when they all passed away from external wounds. No funeral was held for them, only a badge for the Heroes Association to collect and hang up.
In the Ashen Realm, a lone man stands at the entrance of the Tower of Nokori. He stretches, getting prepared to fight. Grabbing his sword, the name Yanxin flaps from his cape as he enters the Tower.
He is thrown into a wall, cracking his back. As he tries to get up, the undead swarms him. A sword separates the undead crowd, making a moat of liquid nitrogen around them.
"Get up soldier!" another man says, killing more undead with his kunai. "You won't go down on the first floor will ya punk?!"
"You bet I won't," Yinxing responds. "Nothing will stop me from rewriting my wrongs."
He grabs his sword and starts killing wave after wave of undead monsters and utilizing metal magic to reinforce his body to keep fighting. After many waves of monsters, the module for the door opens. It allowed them to ascend to the second floor.
On the second floor, the two men look around for clues on the next boss to fight. Webs cover the surrounding area and seem to be woven into existence. They see a young woman sewing peacefully, but as she gets up Yinxing hears more quieter sounds echo throughout the floor.
"Well Gentleman," the woman sighs. "Seems like you came at the wrong time."
A giant spider slides behind them, hissing at the duo. Its venom drills holes into the floor. The woman weaves different objects to throw at Yinxing. He slashes through the woven weapons like steel cutting from fabric. The woman gets agitated as her sewing gets quicker. The webs attach themselves to the duo.
They try to break free but the webs harden at a rapid rate. The webs sewn by the webs muffle their screams. The woman sits down on a throne, absorbing their magic as she peacefully sews. The giant spider devours their bodies after their magic is drained.
"Another one falls on the second floor," the woman sighs. "Well, they should've learned when they still at the chance at life."
The God of Origin spectates the beings going to the Ashen Realm after death. He takes out the popcorn and watches as many more warriors suffer the same fate as the duo he spectated earlier. Orion chuckles, being proud of what he has done. The Goddess of Karma comes in and lies next to Orion, holding his arm close to her.
"Watching the brave Ashen Realm warriors?" she asks gently. "It's also one of my favorite pastimes you know that?"
"You've been way less stressed after all the kids grew up," Orion chuckles, kissing Acacia on the lips. "Kids do stress both of us out."
"I agree on that part honey."
They kiss on the lips and continue watching the spectacle of the Ashen Realm. Acacia slowly teases the God of Origin, causing him to blush. He still focuses on the Ashen Realm, taking down who reached what floor they reached.
"Did anyone reach the fifth floor?" Acacia questions. "I see a lot of damned people failing as soon as they enter the Tower."
"They have to be the weakest people if they die as soon as they enter the Tower," Orion sighs. "The air isn't poisonous for regular folks with magic."
"Enough of the Ashen Realm dear," Acacia groans. "I'm craving you, and I need you to satisfy my cravings."
"Just a bit more okay? I won't make you wait too long.
"
Acacia sits next to him and starts to kiss his neck, trying to get him in the mood. Orion calms his wife down and sits her on his lap, putting his arms around her as he continues watching.
Acacia calms down, warming up to his touch. They both lay down on their bed and continue to watch the death count of the Ashen Realm pile up. After another hour, he shuts off the screen with his hand and finds that she fell asleep a while ago. He strokes his wife's hair as she sleeps before falling asleep as well.
Back in the Ashen Realm, many beings try their hand at the Tower again, but to no avail. A man reaches the third floor, trotting to the entrance. He sees nothing on the third floor, and he takes that as an opportunity to rest for a while. He shuts his eyes, fleeing out of reality to gain some motivation to use for the next floor.
The man wakes up to find a part of his face dissolved by some sort of venom. He looks up to see a giant fire wolf looking at its prey. He gets up and unleashes a barrage of attacks on the wolf, trying to find any opportunity to escape. He spots a window and makes a run for it. The wolf spits out a fireball, fatally injuring the man after he jumps out of the window.
The flames engulf him as his screams grow louder. His energy depletes, only fueling the fire. The flame soon turns purple and morphs his body and the man loses consciousness. The man wakes up and looks at his pale hands. He pulls down his hair to see it has turned dark purple. The man laughs, realizing what a blessing it was to still be alive.
"When I leave this fucking realm," the man cackles. "I shall make chaos surge! I'll be my god! A God of Chaos!"