In the vast expanse of the universe, there existed a planet known as Utopia—a world of unrivaled prosperity, home to countless powerful races. Together, they forged a civilization beyond imagination, merging magic, technology, and faith into a seamless tapestry of progress. The angels built floating islands in the sky, the mermaids crafted glittering castles beneath the ocean's depths, and the elves nurtured towering ancient trees that touched the heavens and much more. Their ingenuity extended from the smallest tools of daily life to colossal observation devices that monitored the stars.
At the pinnacle of this golden age stood Atlantis, the most powerful and advanced kingdom of them all. Their technological achievements were awe-inspiring—giant self-propelled humanoid machine, a supercomputer network spanning the entire planet, and innovations that seemed almost divinely inspired. At the heart of this civilization was their ruler: a wise and noble king, revered as a sage among kings. It was he who led Utopia out of the endless wars of the past, uniting all under a single banner. His wisdom ushered in an era of peace and unity, where races coexisted in harmony, and every day was a festival of joy.
But peace is fragile. And fate is cruel.
Without warning, a rift in space-time was violently torn open. A wound in reality itself, an unnatural rupture that defied all logic and order as if something was tearing it from the other side. From its depths, a presence emerged.
One eye. Two eyes. Thousands.
Countless grotesque eyes of varying shapes and sizes flickered open, peering into the vastness of the cosmos. Then came the limbs—twisted, writhing, and monstrous—reaching outward, gripping the void, pulling forth something far more terrifying.
A colossal abomination—a being beyond comprehension, beyond existence. Its form defied logic, a shifting mass of flesh, pulsating with an aura of death. Its body was covered in millions of ceaselessly shifting eyes, scanning the universe like a predator hunting for prey. Its tentacle-like appendages churned restlessly, propelling it forward through the darkness of space. Then, it found its first victim.
A star.
Like a predator devouring its prey, it extended grotesque arms, latching onto the celestial body. With incomprehensible strength, it ripped the star apart, tearing it to pieces. Then, from what could only be described as its head, a great maw formed—a gaping abyss lined with countless rows of jagged teeth. A void of endless darkness.
Piece by piece, it fed, consuming the shattered remnants of the star. But it was not enough. It hungered. And so, it turned to the surrounding stars, devouring them one after another in an insatiable frenzy.
On Utopia, astronomers were the first to see it. Their telescopes trembled as they watched the impossible—a cosmic horror feasting upon the heavens. Some refused to believe it, dismissing it as an illusion. But the truth was undeniable.
Then, it noticed them.
Its countless, shifting eyes froze—and in unison, they turned toward Utopia.
A piercing gaze that transcended time and space. Terror gripped the astronomers. Some screamed, others collapsed, unable to comprehend what they had seen. A few, driven to madness, gouged out their own eyes, hoping to escape its gaze.
But there was no escape.
The entity moved.
Its massive form coiled, tentacles contracting as it gathered momentum. And then—
It launched itself toward Utopia.
Reality itself shattered in its wake. The void trembled as it tore through space, ignoring the stars in its path, warping existence itself with its sheer presence.
The astronomers could do nothing but tremble. Yet one among them fought against the overwhelming fear. With shaking hands, they sent out a desperate warning to the rulers of Utopia. Not a mere message.
A prophecy.
This was no mere entity.
This was a cataclysm.
The end of the world was coming.