Orion and the Primordial System

Orion floated majestically in the sky, motionless as if the very firmament reverenced him.

His presence seemed to defy the laws of nature, but it was more than that; he was the balance between the multiverses, a supreme force.

His ice-blue eyes, containing the vastness of the cosmos, swept over the landscape below, and a faint smile curved his perfectly sculpted lips.

Below, the mountain range stretched like a vast wild kingdom, a spectacle of strength and untamed beauty. Colossal trees rose with trunks that seemed to pierce the heavens, their canopies forming a canopy that concealed the mysteries of the earth below.

On their branches, gigantic birds rested in their majestic nests, while monstrous creatures patrolled their territories, their eyes shining with the instinct of primordial predators.

Nature pulsated with a primitive, raw energy, almost wild, as if the very planet breathed through these creatures.

Flowers, with colors so vibrant they almost dazzled the eye, bloomed among the rocky crevices, their petals opening as if they wished to touch the sky.

Each leaf, each flower, was a small miracle of life emerging in the vastness of that place.

The natural darkness that hung over the mountain range, hiding it from curious gazes and protecting it from invaders, had no effect on Orion.

His divine eyes saw beyond the shadows, revealing the hidden secrets in the depths of that land.

The vastness and mystery of that mountain range echoed the grandeur of nature itself. He was not a mere observer; he was an intrinsic part of that world.

The power he felt vibrating in the earth below reflected his own, and the raw beauty of that wild, untouched nature awakened in his heart a desire to shape and transform.

"This will be the place..." he murmured, his soft voice cutting through the wind.

His thoughts floated like the clouds around him. Here, he would build something much greater than an empire. He would raise a nation that transcended time, life, and even death itself.

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Orion hovered in the air, his gaze fixed on the vast mountain range below him, a mixture of appreciation on his divinely sculpted face.

He sighed, his power flowing freely.

In a simple act, yet charged with indescribable force, he raised his hand and pointed downward.

With a whisper almost inaudible, like a silent command to the very fabric of reality, he pronounced:

"From destruction..."

The landscape below trembled. Millennia-old mountains, imposing rocks, and dense forests began to disintegrate into particles of dust, returning to the planet as if they had never existed.

The sound was muffled, like the echo of distant thunder, yet subdued, as reality bent to Orion's absolute will.

The mountain range crumbled, its grandeur reduced to a memory, making way for a blank canvas for what was to come.

He raised his hand again, whispering with unquestionable authority:

"...comes creation."

『Building the empire...』

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『1』

From the ground that was once desolate, monumental edifices began to rise.

Luxurious houses, which would make emperors' palaces look like simple cabins, started to ascend with majesty.

Their walls were carved from immaculate marble, interwoven with crystals that reflected sunlight in thousands of colors.

Each house, more grand than the last, was destined for the citizens of the empire, true divine mansions of pure elegance and power.

In the heart of the emerging empire, a monumental Palace rose, so vast that its towers touched the skies.

Made of pure gold and lapis lazuli, its domes shone with a supernatural light, while marble and crystal corridors stretched over impossible distances.

This palace was not just a physical structure but a symbol of absolute power, radiating majesty and divinity.

Specialized sectors sprouted around the Palace, dividing the empire into areas dedicated to the cultivation and enhancement of immortal arts.

Immense immortal academies emerged, where the study of elemental laws and the manipulation of universal forces would be perfected.

Each sector was dedicated to a fundamental aspect of existence: the mastery of time, the manipulation of space, the control of primordial elements.

In these temples of knowledge, cultivators would train their minds and bodies to challenge the very laws of the universe.

Dimensional portals began to form at strategic points, connecting the empire to lower and higher universes.

These portals, glowing with arcane energies, were passages to other realities, allowing those who sought ascension to travel through planes that transcended space and time.

These portals were not merely physical passages but also tests for the bravest warriors, who would need to prove their worth before crossing into other worlds.

Eternal battlefields emerged around the academies, colossal arenas where warriors and sages could challenge their limits, facing not only other cultivators but primordial entities, divine beasts, and challenges that would push their skills to the utmost.

The ground of these arenas was made of an indestructible mineral, created by the oldest stars in the universe, and there, the battles would echo for ages.

Around him, immortal libraries rose like sacred towers, guarding the knowledge of past ages and forgotten civilizations.

Books and scrolls containing the secrets of the laws of the universe rested on the infinite shelves of these libraries, accessible only to the worthy.

There, extraordinary minds would cultivate the wisdom necessary to transcend the limits of mortality.

The streets of the empire, made of the hardest material in the cosmos, shimmered beneath the feet of those who walked them, emitting a subtle glow of cosmic energy.

These paths connected Orion's empire in a perfect web, symbolizing not only physical unity but the interconnection of all aspects of creation.

Divine rules were established, governing the laws of nature and reality within his empire.

Time, space, and the very essence of being could be shaped by his will.

These laws were not merely a means of governance, but also a reminder that at the center of this colossal empire stood a being whose decisions shaped the very fabric of the universe.

And so, from a simple mountain range, an empire arose that challenged even the highest courts of the gods.

A kingdom where power, knowledge, and spiritual supremacy converged, creating a new center of the multiverse.

The creation was not just a land of riches or opulence, but an eternal legacy, an empire where only the strongest, the wisest, and the most fearless could thrive.

A true immortal dominion that would echo through eternity.

Orion, floating above his creation, smiled with satisfaction. This would be the beginning of a new era, an era where his empire would govern the destinies of countless worlds.

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Moments later...

『DING』

『Eternal Empire subsystem created』

Orion floated serenely over the vast, newly created empire, listening to the voice of the system, his ice-blue eyes contemplating every detail of the majestic work he had shaped with his limitless power.

He hovered above the grand golden and blue Palace that rose in the heart of the empire, a monument to his supremacy.

The sunlight reflected off its shining domes, creating an ethereal aura that dominated the skies.

"Impressive," murmured Orion, his voice laden with satisfaction. "Each tower, each hall... This Palace will be the center of divine power, radiating my authority for ages. Here, the greatest sages and leaders will gather, seeking to attain true immortality under my guidance."

He moved closer to the Palace, admiring the fine craftsmanship of the details carved into the gold and crystal walls.

The immense corridors, filled with light, seemed to stretch infinitely, ready to accommodate those who would serve his empire.

There was something sublime in every inch of the building, a direct reflection of Orion himself, perfect in every aspect.

Next, his gaze turned to the immortal libraries, grand towers of knowledge that shone like beacons among the constructions.

"Here," he thought, "lie the secrets of the universes, truths beyond mortal comprehension. Each scroll, each tome... This will be the true foundation of power in this empire. Only the most worthy will be able to touch this knowledge."

He knew that the libraries were not merely repositories of wisdom but true repositories of the laws of the cosmos.

Within them, ancient techniques, divine secrets, and pathways to transcendence would be discovered and refined, fueling the immortal progress of his followers.

With a slight movement of his hand, Orion moved to inspect the immortal academies.

Massive structures, built with materials that defied logic, designed for the cultivation of body, mind, and spirit.

He smiled, pleased with the vastness and depth of each academy. Endless training halls, arenas where celestial beings and mortals would test their strength and techniques. The energy vibrated in the air, pure and powerful.

"In these halls," he whispered, "the warriors of tomorrow will be born. Masters of time manipulation, controllers of space... the future rulers of the universes will be shaped here." He knew that these academies would not only train renowned cultivators but create legends, beings capable of achieving eternity.

Next, he descended to the streets of the empire, whose stones shimmered with cosmic energy.

The pathways connecting the empire were something beyond the physical; they carried a current of power that flowed from the core of the universe.

"Perfect," he thought as he walked over the hardest and purest material in the universe. "These streets will lead not only mortals and immortals but also destiny. Through these paths, the future will be forged."

Finally, he arrived at the eternal battlefields, vast arenas where epic challenges would take place.

The indestructible ground, forged from the most resilient elements, absorbed the energy and fury of the battles. Orion smiled with quiet satisfaction.

"Here," he said softly, "will be the true test. Strength, intelligence, strategy... All who wish to reach the top must fight for it. In this place, warriors will rise and fall. Glory and destruction will walk side by side."

Orion lifted his head, observing the vast horizon stretching to the edges of reality. Every detail of his empire reflected the greatness he envisioned for the beings who would inhabit this place.

"I feel this is just the beginning," he reflected, satisfied with the work he had raised. "An empire that will challenge time and space... That will become a legend in all universes. And I will be here to govern it, ensuring that its splendor never fades."

With one last look of pride, Orion disappeared in a gentle breeze, confident that his empire would soon become the center of all creation. What was once just an idea now pulsed with life and absolute power.