In the vast twilight between realms—where the laws of physics bowed to divinity and time walked backward when commanded—the six beams of celestial light descended with terrifying grace.
Each one bore the will of a god.
Each one was forged in purity, vengeance, and divine law.
They were not just avatars—they were Heaven's Final Answer.
[The Six Celestial Avatars]
Aureon, the Blade of OrderWields the Sword of Absolute Law. Every strike negates cause and consequence.Sent by the Celestial King.
Seraphae, the Wing of MercyA radiant saintess who heals and purges simultaneously. Her touch redeems or erases.Sent by the Goddess of Harmony.
Myrrakus, the Flame DevourerOnce a mortal saint, now bound to divine fire. He consumes corrupted flames and faith.Sent by the God of War.
Nocturis, the Voice of SilenceA shadow-cloaked avatar who seals thoughts, speech, and rebellion.Sent by the God of Control.
Veona, Oracle of StarlightSees every future but the Threadless One's. Commands time-frozen starlight blades.Sent by the God of Prophecy.
Chronael, Warden of the Vaulted SkyCarries the Heavenly Chain, a divine artifact designed to bind anomalies across realities.Sent by Chronon, the Timeless Watcher.
Together… they formed the March of Six Heavens.
And their only mission:
"Erase the Threadless One. Purge the Dark Saint. Seal the Domain of Shadows."
In the mortal world, the skies above the Northern Ice Kingdom fractured like glass.
All cultivators across continents—regardless of allegiance—felt the same wave crash down:
A presence that made even Ancient Emperors bow.
A will so heavy that stars blinked out in fear.
Atop the Snow Palace, Priyanshu stood calmly, his robe fluttering in the wind. Beside him, Yue Ling mounted her phoenix, silver-black armor aglow. Below, the entirety of the Order of Hollow Light had assembled—nearly 300,000 strong, all kneeling, heads bowed, awaiting their master's word.
Han Xie appeared beside Priyanshu. "The gods really are afraid of you."
Elira grinned from behind her silver mask. "Six Avatars? Must be nice to be loved."
Ashen Crow chuckled, twirling his staff of corrupted fate. "They've thrown the cosmos at us. Shall we give it back gift-wrapped?"
DING! WORLD EVENT INITIATED: "Heaven's March – Final Protocol Begins"
Objectives:
Survive all six Avatars.
Corrupt at least one.
Defend the Core Domain of Shadows for 30 days.
Special Reward: Unlock [True Villain Ascension].
Failure Condition: Priyanshu's thread is severed. Yue Ling is purified. Shadow Doctrine collapses.
The sky split completely.
And the six descended like stars—burning trails of gold and white crashing around the Snow Palace.
The first to land: Aureon.
His presence was like a guillotine of light. The snow beneath his feet evaporated. Space screamed.
He pointed his blade at Priyanshu.
"You do not belong here. You do not belong anywhere."
Priyanshu smiled faintly. "That's the difference between us, Aureon. You were born to serve a script. I was born… to rewrite it."
Aureon raised his blade.
And Yue Ling, her wings spread behind her phoenix, stepped forward.
"Your first mistake," she said, her voice like frost breaking glass, "was assuming I'd let you face him alone."
BATTLE EVENT TRIGGERED: [Avatar vs. Saint]Aureon vs. Yue Ling – Commencing…
Meanwhile, from the eastern side of the battlefield, Seraphae descended gently—her eyes full of sorrow, her hands glowing with healing light.
She walked toward the wounded, not to aid them, but to erase them—purifying all corrupted souls.
Until a voice called out—
"Elira, at your service," the assassin bowed mockingly. "Let's see if heaven bleeds."
SECOND BATTLE EVENT TRIGGERED: Seraphae vs. Elira the Demon Fox
And one by one, the Avatars met their match:
Myrrakus soared into the northern skies, only to meet Ashen Crow midair, chanting heresies with a grin.
Nocturis descended toward the war camps—only to find Han Xie waiting, blade unsheathed, and aura locked on the silence-cloaked avatar.
Veona summoned stars to pin time itself—but the System flickered, and a new domain appeared, swallowing her predictions.
Only one remained unchallenged.
Chronael, the Warden.
He walked toward the palace, calm and calculating.
He would not fight.
He would bind.
And Priyanshu… waited.