Chapter 2: Prologue
A solitary platform floated in the vastness of Chaos and Void, untouched by time or form.
"Humm..."
There, suspended in the infinite void, sat a boundless humanoid figure in the lotus position. His silhouette radiated ancient stillness, his posture echoing the serenity of a Buddha carved in starlight.
What seemed, at first glance, to be swirling gold and violet mist enveloped him from all directions, but upon deeper inspection, the illusion gave way to revelation. These were no mere mist. They were galaxies in spiral motion, clusters of stars in their birth-throes, rivers of nebulae stretching endlessly across the folds of space. Cosmic essence itself bled into the atmosphere around him.
The figure’s scale defied understanding. His presence alone dwarfed constellations. Suns flickered like motes of dust around his shoulders.
The universe, in all its sprawling immensity, appeared no more than a shimmering veil resting in his lap, like a fragile microcosm cradled within an eternal meditation.
"Sovereign! Sovereign! System Error!"
A mechanical creature, no larger than a quarter the size of the boundless figure, scrambled toward the seated being, its movements frantic, legs springing with each stride and arms flailing like unhinged clockwork.
Its body was spherical and metallic, adorned with blinking sigils and glowing circuits. Two star-bright eyes flickered on its face, pulsing with panic.
The colossal figure, still seated in a lotus position amid the swirling galaxies and nebulae, opened his eyes slowly. They blazed with the depth of ancient knowledge and the weight of cosmic sovereignty.
He exhaled a low, rumbling "Hmm..." — a sound that sent ripples through the fabric of the void.