In the infinite universe, there exists the lower, middle, and higher realms. Each realm carries its own stories and classifications.

Yet, some legends are shared across all realms. One such legend is:

The Legend of the River of Time

The legend says:

"Above the infinite cosmos, in the River of Fate, lies the infinite flow of time. Whoever reaches it shall attain eternity."

All realms can see the River of Fate, as it overlooks them all. During times of conflict and the endless cycles of rise and fall, heroes were born, some fell, and their glories were etched into history.

Yet, no one has ever reached the River of Time. What began as a legend sought by all eventually faded into a mere tale for children.

In a time when no one dared to seek the River of Time,

Above the River of Fate

A figure stood before the River of Time, holding a staff. Sometimes, this figure appeared as a man. Other times, it was a woman. Sometimes it was a child, and at times, an adult or even an elder.

The figure raised the staff and struck the waters of the River of Time, causing it to touch the ground beneath. Then, they lifted it again and struck a second time, then a third, a fourth, and a fifth.

As they prepared to strike for the sixth time, they paused, saying,

"Five is enough."

But just as they spoke and before they could withdraw the staff, various energies converged, merging and propelling the staff downwards, striking the ground of the River of Time.

After the staff hit the ground, the figure gazed at it, then released it. In an instant, the staff disintegrated into dust.

The figure stood silently, contemplating:

"Does fate truly determine the future? Five or six... it is in the hands of fate."

Then, the figure stepped into the River of Time, their body dissolving into dust composed of five colors.

Each colored dust transformed into a door, forming five distinct doors by the River of Fate, each emanating a unique aura. Silence enveloped the scene.

...

Moments later, the void split open, releasing a sphere of violet energy. It took the form of a door, aligning itself beside the others.

And silence reigned once more.

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In the Lower Realm

At the edge of this realm lay a sealed planet. Six individuals vanished from it at the exact moment the staff struck the ground for the sixth time.

In that same moment, all traces of their existence were erased from the world.

Their families and loved ones forgot them... forever.