The sky burned like an endless inferno. The heavens trembled. The universe itself seemed to hold its breath.

At the center of it all stood a lone figure—a man draped in black robes, his piercing gaze cutting through the countless enemies surrounding him.

The Chaos Sovereign.

Gods. Ancient sect leaders. Emperors. They had gathered, not as allies, but as cowards bound by a single fear—him.

"Chaos Sovereign, your reign ends today!" a celestial emperor roared, his voice shaking the heavens.

Yet among the countless figures, there were faces he once trusted. His own disciples. The very ones he had nurtured, raised to power—now stood against him, their blades drawn.

"Master…" One of them stepped forward, his grip trembling on the hilt of his sword. "You've become too powerful. If we let you continue… one day, you will stand above everything in creation. We… we cannot allow that."

The Chaos Sovereign chuckled. There was no anger, no resentment—just disappointment.

"Fools," he whispered, his voice carrying through the void. "You have no idea what you've just done."

He raised his hand, and chaotic energy surged—wild, untamed, a force that even the heavens themselves recoiled from. Reality twisted, space trembled, and time seemed to slow beneath his command. Even wounded and betrayed, he remained a being beyond comprehension.

And yet—

SHHK!

A divine spear pierced through his chest, crackling with the will of the heavens.

The Chaos Sovereign's body trembled. The skies howled in victory.

And yet…

He laughed. A deep, chilling laugh that sent shivers down the spines of every so-called god and emperor before him.

"You think this is the end?" His voice was cold. Absolute.

"You cannot kill chaos. You cannot kill me."

The Forbidden Rebirth Art activated.

The sky split apart. The world shattered. His body dissolved into nothingness. But his will, his very soul, refused to die.

Before he vanished completely, his voice echoed one last time:

"I will return."

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Thousands of Years Later…

A frail, battered youth awoke in the depths of a barren wasteland. His memories were in pieces, his body weak. But deep inside him, something stirred.

[Chaos Sovereign System Activated.]

[Objective: Devour. Evolve. Reign Supreme.]

A slow smirk stretched across his lips.

The Sovereign had returned.

And this time, he would devour the heavens themselves.

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