Galaxy's First Ruler

What is the sound of space?

Scientifically, it isn't possible. But at that moment, all people on earth heard a sound like millions of mirrors had shattered simultaneously.

Through naked eyes, or on the internet, almost all saw the distant Sky above them collapsing before going back to normal. The only perceivable change was the absence of that blurry second moon. It would be better to describe it as being erased out of the Sky.

The most immediate change was noticed through the calmed-down swords. The clanking had stopped, and those who survived the torture of being sliced open had a brilliant flash in their eyes. Yet, no flash came close to an intensity that sipped out from Sho's eyes.

Sho picked up his sword, which seemed like a newborn child. It was like a butterfly popping out from a cocoon for the first time. Tiny ethereal blue and white snowflakes appeared around him. If one could look at each of them individually, they would have found that these weren't snowflakes any longer.

These were swords.

Millions of swords poured around Sho like snow during a Blizzard. Sho's hand shuddered as he carried the sword. The urge to slash something was unbearably exciting.

"What just happened?" Sho asked, looking at Mr. Santino.

The command in his voice never had an edge so sharp. Mr. Santino put his hands on his ears, hearing the question. Sho looked at the miserable state of the common human and took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The 'snowflakes' around him vanished gradually and the thrill within him and his sword calmed down.

Sho looked around and found Logan and Annie helping each other out. There were some changes about Logan too, but they weren't as apparent as his. Edmund was standing against a wall with fire-like blood trying to burst out of his veins.

"Somebody, transfer all the data to the second screen."

Sho heard Mr. Santino voicing out some orders. The first screen had already become useless from Logan's punch. Sho used his Divine Sense to check for any casualty, but it looked like other than Dreamers, most were the same as before.

Tink!

The second screen turned on as the Barons gathered and saw the first scene that most people had already seen. The Sky had shattered like a mirror and its shards got lost in the vastness of space. But they could see much more than an average human who could only wonder at this sight.

"Bring up the live feed from the WSA's space telescope."

The World Space Administration had a large telescope in an orbit around the earth to observe distant parts of the Universe. And the objects in the Solar System if needed. The screen flashed, and everyone saw the Masked Menace taking off his helmet.

The visible remarks of disgust and scorns were quite audible to Sho. But unlike the three other Barons, his eyes had a trace of doubt in them. All looked with halted breaths as they saw the massive asteroid approaching the tiny spaceship hovering in space. But the sudden fluctuations on the screen took them by surprise.

Sho's mouth gaped at what he saw and he involuntarily took a step towards the screen. When the fluctuations receded and the unobstructed view came back, he saw the image of an ethereal being between the asteroid and the earth.

"Who… What is he?"

Sho heard Edmund and others approaching behind him and had the same questions on their lips. To the amazement, fear, and horror of all the Barons, the white-haired being in his black robe looked like nothing but a Divine messenger. His face wasn't as clear as other things, but there was an incredible whiteness in his eyes that shimmered like two stars in the surrounding darkness.

For some baffling reason, none could see the depthless dark hole in his forehead.

Just as everyone was rooted in their place, hoping to see what would happen, the screen shook again. Within the blurriness and tremendous vibrations, Sho chanced upon the shadow of a Katana, raised high in defiance of heaven's might.

Sho's hand, gripping his Katana, shook. The pleasure and awe brought hotness to his throat and chest. Sho had never craved for something so much in his entire life. He knew what he wanted the moment he saw it. This feeling was unforgettable.

By the time all could see clearly, everything had vanished from the telescope's sight. There was neither a trace of an asteroid nor a trace of that being. None cared about a man that had gone alone to face the Doom.

Only later did scientists theorize from the data that the unknown being had opened a wormhole to save the earth. Only later people got to know what had taken place and what kind of apocalypse they had survived. And wherever there was talk of the asteroid, there was also the talk of a name.

A name that had become more holy than any religion, and more reverential than any ritual.

All prayed, thanked, and showed piety towards a being. A being that had transcendent reality and had arrived to save them from beyond the reaches of humanity.

Their Savior, the God of White and Black.

END OF VOLUME 1: FIRST EVOLUTION

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Epilogue:

"Grrrrrrghhh!"

Drag! Draggg!!!

In a metropolitan city, on an asphalt road, dragging sound reverberated along with heavy grunting noises.

Aldrich peered through his heavy eyelids and saw the blurry sky. But in the next moment, the eyelids dropped shut again. His back felt itchy and from the pain in his hand, he thought someone was dragging him. He tried to speak or move, but his body didn't respond to his call.

The smoothness of the Black robe was still present on him. From the little Divine Sense he could use, he saw his white hair and the hole in his forehead. The helplessness gave him a weird feeling, so he struggled to open his eyes one more time. The Sky was still blue but now there was a notification flashing in between.

[5 Dreamers have entered your Dungeon]