The Void was a place where existence held no meaning. Endless, chaotic, and boundless, it was home only to the drifting remnants of shattered worlds and broken destinies. Yet, amidst this eternal nothingness, something extraordinary floated—a crystalline cocoon, faintly glowing, as though defying the very nature of its surroundings.
Inside lay a baby, frozen in time. He neither aged nor moved, as if held captive by the infinite silence. His name was Xiao Tian, though there was no one left to utter it. Thousands of years had passed since he was cast into the Void, and his story had been forgotten by all but the gods who had sought his destruction.
But not all gods had forgotten.
High above, an ancient figure watched the cocoon with glowing eyes. His form was indistinct, a swirling silhouette that flickered with power too great for mortal comprehension. Elder Taixu, one of the last Forgotten Gods, observed the drifting child with a gaze that bore both sorrow and resolve.
"The son of Xiao Zhan and Li Yue," he murmured, his voice echoing through the emptiness. "Even the heavens trembled at your father's name. Yet here you are, lost to the Void, while your parents' enemies feast on their victory."
The cocoon pulsed faintly, as if reacting to his words. Taixu extended his hand, and a surge of energy flowed into the crystalline shell. Instantly, a torrent of memories erupted, and Taixu saw it all—the betrayal, the battle, the sacrifice.
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The Memory
A battlefield bathed in divine light. The clash of gods, each strike shaking the very fabric of existence.
At the center stood Xiao Zhan, the God of Space, his Void Blade cutting through enemies with unrelenting precision. Beside him was Li Yue, her daggers dancing like whispers of death, her every strike leaving trails of blood and silence. Together, they were unmatched.
But even gods could not stand against betrayal. Allies turned to foes, a web of schemes unraveling around them.
As their enemies closed in, Xiao Zhan looked at his wife, his voice filled with unspoken pain. "We can't win. They're too many."
Li Yue's hands trembled, but her eyes burned with determination. "Then we'll make sure our son survives. They won't extinguish our legacy."
Pooling their life forces, they imbued their infant son with everything they had—knowledge, power, and the hope that he would one day finish what they could not. Then, with a final surge of energy, they cast him into the Void, beyond the reach of their enemies.
Their final moments were consumed by light and silence.
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The vision faded, leaving Elder Taixu in the Void once more. "Xiao Zhan… Li Yue… you trusted fate to guide your son. But fate is cruel." His hand hovered over the cocoon. "I will guide him instead. I will make him strong enough to challenge the heavens themselves."
With a flick of his wrist, the cocoon cracked. The faint glow brightened, and Xiao Tian's eyes opened for the first time in millennia.
He did not cry. He did not flinch. His gaze was cold, unyielding, as though he already understood the weight of his existence.
"Good," Taixu said, a rare smile forming. "You have inherited your father's resolve."
The Void shifted as Taixu conjured a massive temple, suspended in the nothingness. Its walls were etched with runes, its halls filled with ancient weapons and scrolls of forbidden knowledge.
"Xiao Tian, your journey begins now," Taixu said, his voice sharp with authority. "You will cultivate from the very bottom, as any mortal would. But you are no mere mortal. The heavens may think they have erased your bloodline, but they have merely delayed their reckoning."
Xiao Tian clenched his tiny fists, a faint aura of Void Qi swirling around him.
"Good," Taixu said again, his tone approving. "The path ahead is paved with blood, betrayal, and sacrifice. To survive, you must be ruthless. To rise, you must be cunning. And to conquer, you must never forget who you are."
His eyes gleamed as he placed a hand on Xiao Tian's head. "You are the son of a god. A predator. And the universe is your prey."
The Void trembled as the temple vanished into the chaos, leaving nothing but silence. But Xiao Tian's journey had begun, and it would one day echo across the stars.