System Error: Rebooting

 In a grand hall, that looked like the Greek Pantheon with towering columns and entrances wide enough to fit 50 men across entering. Innumerable war trophies were displayed from Dwarven axes to Elvish bows, even Dragon tooth necklaces. The Ondun a race similar to humanity had won against all of them. However the man who sat in the throne, considered his greatest victory against Humanity.

 They had fought the humans along side all they other races to stop there tyrannical march across the stars beating them back to a single planet. Humanity had a habit of creating unrivaled geniuses. It made them arrogant to the point that they would either annihilate or enslave any race they came across. When the humans were defeated they had been crushed, to the point that they no longer even had the capacity to function as a society. Then the Ondun sacrificed 10 of their most outstanding geniuses to lock the spirit and ki energy in the galaxy, so the humans would never rise again.

 Even as humanity began to reshape itself, Immortals from other races would go to the little planet they lived on to either dominate or crush them back to almost nothing. The Narat, came once humanity created civilization again, playing as gods to the Sumerian tribes. They instilled a fear and righteousness into humanity hoping to make them tread a better path. Next came the Giants and the Urgulu. The giants became the Greek gods, while the Urgulu became the Egyptian gods. Both these races only came to plunder the resources, however a few of each race began to procreate with humans as they were bored. As more intergalactic races came more hybrids began to appear.

 Humans even without Spirit or Ki began to advance again creating miracles from next to nothing using laws of the universe to create marvels of science. The basic foundation that many races found hard to grasp humans began to teach to their children. Eventually developing concepts that allowed them to succeed in retaking their planet with no interference from outside forces. As the spirit energy was locked in the entire galaxy no race wanted to really be in it, as they had no way to advance and any who did come were very low leveled and could be killed by the weapons humanity had developed. 

 On the Ondun home world there leader was having a conversation with his actual god and not some immortal playing as such.

 " Daragon do you know your sin? Hmmm did you think that the gods would stay blind forever? 10,000 years may be a long time for you mortal races, but to us gods its a mere blink a drop of water in an ocean. I 'am here because of what has been done to humanity." Daragon began to open his mouth, before he could say anything though he found his head smashed against the hard material that looked like marble but was thousands of times harder. A surface he as the strongest Ondun could not scratch but now had a spider web of cracks from how hard his head hit the floor.

 "YOU fool, did you think that the human gods would never intervene? Do not speak unless I give you permission. The war fought against the humans with no quarter given and the lock placed, you have effectively shouted at the human gods of what you have done. Every god can peruse time like a book. Do you know why the human gods are so angry? It is not because of the war you fought it is because of the lock."

 "Do you know how new gods are born? Souls are born grow strong and when they die they are reborn to grow strong again and again. Eventually a soul will be so strong that it will be reborn in the divine realm. Sometimes this will happen over a million years sometimes longer, sometimes shorter. A new human god has not appeared. The human gods began to wonder why. It's the lock you idiot, although human souls have grown stronger, they are trapped because to facilitate moving from the Soul Forge Realm, to the Divine realm there has to be a conduit. That conduit is the spirit and ki energy prevalent throughout the cosmos. What do you have to say?"

 " I didn't know. How should we here know something like that?" Daragon was perplexed although what he had done to the humans was harsh at least he hadn't wiped them out. " Why does it matter what I did to them? I could have had them annihilated instead." Daragon found himself suddenly found himself slammed against a wall, nearly breaking through it entirely, and spitting up a mouth full of blood.

 " Idiot, souls can't be annihilated they would have been sent to a new sector to begin again. When a race is wiped out it's there own weakness. A new era would then begin with the strongest souls. After a time one would ascend and this matter would be a none issue. However you've trapped these souls in a short lifespan, they've grown to strong one even broke through a couple thousand years ago but immediately died because it had no idea how to adapt to the environment." Daragon was horrified if what his god was saying was true then these humans were going against nature itself. 

 " Ah I see you realize. This is the verdict you will sacrifice your self to undo the lock and the Elder God Death is coming to erase your soul, you who should have been our races next god will be wiped from existence. Do you even know what it takes to make Death make a move, the most neutral god there is is coming for you. Gods die you know even we are not as eternal as you think."

 "You have 1 hour, if you do not then the human gods have been given permission to wipe our race out, and death will erase 90% of our strong souls, do you know how long we will have to wait for a new god because of your arrogance? I'm leaving you had best not hesitate after I leave."

 Daragon couldn't believe it, a personal visit from one of their gods and it was to tell him how bad he messed up. Daragon made up his mind he would not be the sinner of his race. He approached a massive circle as he was already injured he simply spit blood on the seal, only his blood would do, as he controlled the seal. The Circle split along the curved line looking like a Ying Yang and stairs ascended from the depths. Daragon strode down the steps, reaching the bottom he immediately crushed his own cultivation, making him very fragile. Next he slashed his wrists and dropped blood onto the lock. The lock shattered like glass. The last thing Daragon was able to see was an old man, with an amused look on his face.