Hundreds of millions of years ago, at the beginning of All, there was nothing. There was no time, no matter, no thought. Only the Void, an absolute abyss where there was no light or darkness, no sound or movement. It was an infinite sea of ??nonexistence, without borders or direction. And then, out of nothingness, Primordial Eon awoke.


    Eon was a Shadow amidst nonexistence, without form or voice, only consciousness. He floated in eternity, feeling the weight of loneliness. He didn''t know how long he had slept, or even if there was a "before" for him. But something within his essence whispered that he must do more than exist. For an incalculable time, he gazed into nothingness, trying to understand himself. And then, he made a choice.


    He would not be just a shadow in the void. He would transform into light.


    He covered his form in pure radiance, molding himself into a being of radiant essence. His brilliance tore through the Void, filling nothingness with something for the first time. Where before there had been only absence, now there was an eternal radiance. But it wasn''t enough. He didn''t want to be the only one in that infinite space. He longed for something more: companionship, movement, life.


    He snapped his fingers.


    And with that gesture, existence itself was born.


    A burst of energy emanated from his being, expanding in all directions. From his light sprang countless universes, bubbles of reality that stretched to the farthest reaches of the new Omniverse. He created worlds of fire and ice, of stone and wind, of chaos and order. And in each of them, he placed the seed of life. But the creation was vast, beyond what even he could manage alone.


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    Eon then molded the first gods, fragments of his own essence, giving them purpose and power. Each was given the responsibility to protect and guide the universes. Some became architects, shaping the worlds. Others became guardians, ensuring balance. And so, the great work of the Omniverse began to flourish.


    However, he made a mistake.


    At the moment of creation, something spontaneously emerged. A being born without his will, an aberration that should not exist. Its mere presence was a distortion, a rupture in the perfect balance Eon had designed. This being had no name or destiny, only an immense power that threatened to consume everything around it.


    He could not allow it.


    With a single thought, Eon banished it to the Void, the same abyss where he had awakened. But this time, the Void was not just a place of nonexistence. Now it was a prison, an infinite shadow meant to imprison those who threatened the harmony of the Omniverse. He would not be the last to be sent there.


    But that would not be the only challenge of his creation.


    Somewhere, in a world alien to his own, something else existed. A different being, with immense powers, enough to challenge him. It wasn''t stronger than him, but its very existence represented a danger to everything he had built. Something that came from an unknown place, beyond his own understanding.


    Eon knew it.


    And though its creation had only just begun, so too did the shadow of inevitable conflict.


    The Omniverse was destined for greatness... but also for confrontation.