DC: Rise of the Kryptonian Tyrant

"When the first Divine Wave appeared…"

"Everyone wake up! The Creator God is bragging again!"

"Oh no!"

"Not another one of his rants!"

"Last time he blew up seven One Gods!"

"With all the new One Gods recently stuck to the Wall, how many are gonna pop this time?"

"I've missed this."

"There's always some poor fool who thinks they can handle listening to the Creator God's stories."

"Time to watch the fireworks again!"

"Looks like eight new One Gods showed up recently."

"I'm one of them!"

"Yeah, me… I'm new here."

"I want to listen. Just hearing it won't kill me, right?"

"A history of the realm of gods? What's so dangerous about that?"

"I'm curious now."

"Haha, this'll be fun. A whole bunch of new One Gods testing the limits of their willpower."

Bardi's gaze swept across the so-called new One Gods. Even though they were labeled "new," they already looked like mummified corpses. Who knew how long they'd been drained by the Wall of Origin? Their divine power was nearly gone, with only the will of a One God remaining. He sneered silently.

Bardi's own divine body had begun to lose its divine vitality. At the current rate, within three Earth gigayears, he too would become a desiccated husk like the rest.

Quietly, Bardi averted his gaze. There was no point in calculating how much earlier they had arrived at the Wall. Time held no meaning for a One God.

"Creator God, begin your show!"

Around Bardi, countless Unique Gods quieted down. The mocking had faded, and many were now ready to listen. It was expected that a few newcomers would soon explode.

"I'm betting two more than last time."

"Five!"

"Seven!"

"Eight. All of them. Dead!"

The Creator God glanced at Bardi and the nearby mummified One Gods, then began to speak slowly.

"Before the first Divine Wave appeared, there was an age of nothingness, an era devoid of Divine Waves. That was when the Master Monitor and I lived. You could call it 'Nothing.'"

"We were born earlier than any of you."

"The chaos of that time can't compare to the order now."

"The realm of the gods, as it exists today, is actually in its Third Age."

At those words, many One Gods were shocked.

"What?! The Third Age?"

"How can there be such a vast passage of time?"

"Impossible! I've experienced countless virtual dreams while stuck to the Wall, and it's still only the Third Age?"

"How is that possible? That ancient nothingness… is still part of the Third?"

"So I'm a god of the Third Age?"

Some of the One Gods present were stunned. They hadn't realized how long they'd been sealed. Yet it was still only the Third Age.

Bardi was shocked as well. He hadn't expected the realm of gods to stretch across such incalculable time and dimensional breadth.

Bardi, too, was a new One God of the current, Third Age.

"You're all still green. I'm from the Second Age."

"Don't you know the gods of each Age differ greatly?"

"The Ageless Era of the Creator God and the Master Monitor—that was the Age of Nothing. It's not even counted among the current divine eras."

"I'm from the Second Age, so you can call me Dad."

"I'm from the First Age. All of you above me, call me Grandpa!"

Hearing the arrogance of the First and Second Age gods, the Creator God beside Bardi snorted coldly.

"Back in the Age of Nothing, you lot didn't even have will-quarks."

Silence fell over the gods. The Creator God was essentially the father of all gods present. No one knew how long ago he had existed, or how powerful he once was.

With a cold grunt, the Creator God reclaimed his authority and continued, his tone proud.

"The Age of Nothing is barely worth mentioning."

"It was only after the birth of the realm of gods and the emergence of the Divine Wave that the First Age One Gods came into being. You can call them Ancient Gods."

"The One Gods of the Second Age are what you'd call the Old Gods."

"The One Gods of the Third Age, which includes most of you here, are the New Gods. Yuga Khan is also a New God."

At that moment, one of the One Gods interrupted.

"Wait, how did the realm of gods come into being? How did it emerge from nothing?"

As the question was asked, Bardi felt the surrounding One Gods fall completely silent. All of them focused inward, suppressing thought and emotion.

The Creator God glanced at the questioner and answered calmly, "I was just getting to that…"

"There is a God who created the realm of gods."

Bardi was stunned. His heart was shaken to its core.

The boundless realm of the gods was vast beyond comprehension. Even the Master Monitor likely could not perceive all of it. Its size was too immense, too unknowable.

If it was truly created… then who could have created it?

Only the Almighty God.

God rose during the Timeless Age, the Era of Nothing. No one knows what occurred then, only that He created the realm of gods.

In that moment, Bardi calmed his shaken thoughts.

He dared not imagine the name of God. Last time, thinking of the giant beast had already brought unimaginable consequences.

This time, he braced himself, locking his thoughts tightly.

But just as Bardi reinforced his mind—

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Five explosions rang out in rapid succession. Five mummified corpses on the Wall of Origin erupted.

Some gods had let their thoughts drift, inadvertently touching upon the forbidden idea of God.

Even without thinking directly about Him, their contemplation of the project of creating the realm of gods had brushed against that indescribable force.

The idea of God was more terrifying than that of the giant beast. Bardi trembled inwardly.

Five Unique Gods exploded simply because they had dared to imagine God.

Their divinity could not bear even the thought.

The Wall of Origin fell into a deathly silence. Fear, dread, and shock filled the expressions of countless One Gods.

Even though many had seen this happen dozens or hundreds of times, it never failed to shake them to the core.

The power involved was far beyond what they could comprehend.

The deaths of the five One Gods brought everything to a halt. Especially those who had just asked questions—now frozen in fear, lips shut tightly, holding their will in check, not daring to think.

This was the first time Bardi had seen a One God die from imagination alone.

The sight left him speechless. A god of his own level had died right in front of him—just from a thought.

The impact shook Bardi beyond words.

His eyes widened, staring at the ashes left behind by the exploded One Gods. The ashes didn't scatter but were instead absorbed into the Wall of Origin.

Bardi once again felt his own insignificance.

After a long silence, a voice finally broke through the void.

"Five this time…"

A mummified voice spoke in fear from somewhere nearby.

(To be continued.)