Long ago, in an age of light and harmony, humans flourished in a world rich with beauty and diversity. Among them lived creatures of many shapes and forms, each coexisting in a delicate balance. But this peace would not last.

One fateful day, a strange sphere appeared high in the sky, hovering ominously above the earth. Its surface pulsed with an otherworldly glow, casting eerie shadows over the land. Then, without warning, a dark portal opened within the sphere, tearing through the skies like a wound. From this portal emerged a presence that filled the hearts of all who sensed it with dread: Demon King Azareth, the feared King of Hell, stepping into the world of men.

Azareth was a figure of pure malice and power, clad in darkness that seemed to consume the light around him. With a single command, he unleashed his legions upon the world—a horde of demons that poured forth like a flood, relentless and ravenous. Their twisted forms cast a shadow over the land, their eyes burning with a hunger to devour all that was good.

Among these demons, seven were different—mightier, darker, and more malevolent than the others. Each bore a presence as terrible as it was unique, embodying a sin that corrupted the soul: Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust. Together with Azareth, they became an unstoppable force, tearing through cities and lands, feasting upon humans, and destroying everything in their path.

Despair spread like wildfire as hope dwindled. But just when all seemed lost, a miracle occurred. A radiant light descended from the heavens, and a voice as vast as the sky spoke within the minds of the suffering. It called itself "God," an entity beyond mortal comprehension, a being of pure grace and power. This God bestowed upon humanity a [gift]: the ability to wield a force beyond their natural limits—[skills].

With this power, humans and their allies began to fight back. They learned to channel the gift into countless abilities, turning their fear into resilience, and their sorrow into resolve. They trained, endured, and mastered their newfound skills, preparing for the war that would determine the fate of their world.

Then, from among the millions, God chose seven warriors. These chosen ones, marked with divine favor, stood as humanity's last defense against Azareth and his dreaded subordinates. They formed a group called "7 divines". Through a brutal and relentless battle that spanned days and nights, they clashed with the demon king and his generals, matching strength with strength, defying the darkness with every ounce of their will.

At last, after a battle soaked in blood and fire, the warriors prevailed. The seven demonic subordinates were defeated, bound by a sacred magic and sealed within an unbreakable stone. To ensure the demons remained imprisoned, the stone was entrusted to the seven warriors, each taking their place as guardians in seven different kingdoms.

Yet, even in victory, there was a shadow of mystery. The demon king Azareth had vanished. No corpse, no trace of his dark presence remained, as if he had never been there at all. And the divine entity known as God also disappeared, leaving the world as suddenly as it had come, without explanation or farewell.

Thus, the world entered a new era. The kingdoms flourished under the guardianship of the seven warriors, who passed down their knowledge and strength through generations. But whispers of Azareth's return, of dark forces lingering just beyond the veil, haunted them still, as though a hidden threat lay waiting for the right moment to strike.

And so, while peace reigned, an unspoken fear lingered—that one day, the Demon King would return, and the cycle of light and shadow would begin once more.