Apocalypse: Infinite Breaker Online-Chapter 48: World Event: Arrival of Mythos (3)

[ No sound announced this presence. No light marked its arrival. Because sound and light were effects, not causes. ]

[ Unseen, unbounded, undeniable. Not a being. Not a god. Not awareness as mortals defined it. ]

[ It was the ground state from which awareness itself became possible. ]

[ Within that absolute stillness, distinction occurred. It is not creation. But expression.]

[ Adi Shakti stirred. The first motion within the unmoving. The force that allowed unity to become many, and silence to permit form. ]

[ Thus, existence did not begin with form. It began with permission of distinction. ]

[ And with that, the eternal way of life, Sanatan Dharma, started its motion.]

The sky pleasantly vibrated, not with sound, but with mantra.

Golden syllables burned across the clouds, ancient and resonant. Space folded into concentric circles, each layer rotating slowly like a cosmic yantra (geometrical diagram).

A crack opened at the center.

From the first opening stepped a four-faced humanoid figure, floating in a lotus. Each face gazed in a different direction, eyes calm and infinitely patient.

His skin glowed with the light of dawn. Sacred beads hung across his chest. Scrolls of creation hovered briefly behind him before dissolving into light.

Reality around him felt organized. Structured. As if creation remembered its blueprint.

[ Brahma Deva, Divine Architect of Existence ]

The sky rippled outward.

From a second crack emerged a tall blue-skinned man, serene and unhurried. He wore celestial silk and jeweled armor, a crown resting lightly upon his head.

Four arms moved effortlessly. One held a conch that echoed across worlds. One held a spinning disc of radiant energy. One held a lotus blooming endlessly. One remained open, palm outward as if blessing everything and everyone.

Behind him, a colossal cosmic serpent coiled, its many heads watching silently.

Time slowed.

Balance stabilized.

[ Vishnu Deva, Eternal Preserver of All That Exists ]

The third crack did not open. It erupted.

Ash burst outward, rolling across the sky like a living storm. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

From within stepped a lean-muscled, ash-skinned man, bare-chested, body marked with sacred symbols that glowed faintly against his skin.

His long, matted hair flowed upward, bound by a crescent moon resting against it.

A trisul (indian-style trident) rested lightly in his hand.

Around his neck hung a coiled serpent, unmoving, watchful.

On his forehead sat a closed vertical eye, calm, sealed, yet radiating a pressure that made reality instinctively keep its distance.

His left eye remained shut. The other looked upon the world with undeniable auspiciousness and kindness.

Ash drifted wherever he stood, erasing color, sound, and excess.

Matter felt temporary in his presence.

Existence felt conditional.

[ Shiva Mahadev, Lord of End and Beginning. ]

Then, three cracks appeared, each one next to one of the three Supreme Gods.

Their counterpart, their partners.

Light softened.

Sound thinned.

They did not appear from a crack, because they were already here, born from the beginning, the forms of Adi Shakti.

Next to Brahma stepped a graceful woman into existence, her presence quiet yet absolute. She wore flowing white robes that shimmered like moonlit water. Long dark hair framed a serene face, eyes deep with knowing.

A veena (indian violin) rested against her arm. With each gentle movement of her fingers, invisible patterns aligned. Air vibrated in perfect harmony. Thought itself felt clearer.

Letters and symbols formed briefly around her, then dissolved.

[ Saraswati, the Goddess of Wisdom and Eternal Truth ]

Gold followed white.

Next to Vishnu appeared a regal woman, skin glowing softly, adorned in red and gold silk. Her smile was gentle yet commanding. Lotus petals bloomed beneath her feet, unfolding and fading into light.

Coins of pure radiance appeared and vanished near her palms. Fortune shifted across the world. The balance between abundance and ruin tightened.

Utter harmony spread across the world.

[ Lakshmi, the Goddess of Prosperity and Harmony ]

Ash stirred again.

From Shiva’s lingering haze emerged a majestic woman, eyes steady, expression composed. She wore deep crimson and earthy hues. Power lay coiled within her posture, restrained and precise.

A faint mountain silhouette appeared behind her, then faded. The air felt grounded. Dangerous. Loyal.

She stood beside Shiva, a calm and peaceful smile on her face, but her eyes held endless power capable of annihilating all who dared to bring ill to innocents.

[ Parvati, The Goddess of Infinite Grace and Power ]

The six figures stood complete.

Knowledge beside Creation.

Prosperity beside Preservation.

Power beside Destruction.

But it was not over.

[ Void of Faith has taken its place, the birthplace of all beliefs and wisdom from which the gods manifested. For those unbelievers, the void of faith may be your light. ]

[ Now, the Gods will take place in different parts of the world, establishing their territory. ]

"This world has turned quite ugly, ey?" Sun Wukong spoke up, his voice sharp, loud, and playful with defiance, as if he was not asking a question, but stating a fact.

"I agree." Eros chuckled. "It is utterly ugly. May I request Divine Architect to make it aesthetic and pleasant?"

"It shall be done, as we also resonate with that statement." Brahma’s four heads spoke.

"Let the Eight Vasus bless the World," Vishnu spoke with an eternal, pleased smile on his face.

"As you wish," Brahma replied with a nod. And so, he didn’t do anything himself.

But in the next moment, eight additional gods manifested, each one with exotic attire of elements that they were born from.

Sky God, Dyaus.

Earth God, Prithvi.

Wind God, Vayu.

Fire God, Agni.

Star God, Nakshatra.

Space God, Antariksha.

Sun God, Surya.

Moon God, Chandra.

’So they have more gods. It could be that only the strongest gods of each faction made their appearance, but there are still more gods.’ Axir thought. He was aethist, and precisely because of that, he had learned about all mythologies, so he knew many gods were missing, but only the strongest gods of each mythology had manifested for this entry introduction.

The eight Elemental Gods clasped their hands and prayed towards the trimurti—Shiva, Vishu, Brahma, and those three pointed their palms at them, blessing them.

And then, the eight Elemental Gods looked at Earth.

In the next moment, colorful radiance spread across the world.

All humans watched with utter shock as the world they knew began changing.