The Planes World was among the many planets in the universe that was made of a large Yggdrasil tree. The divisions of the large tree had varying environments, and each had a different kind of environment.

At the very top of it was a powerful energy that emanated great heat and light. The heaven bodies would rotate as it is drawn by the gravitational pull of the Yggdrasil and the nearby planets. This heavenly body of great light would move in its circuit, bringing light and morning whenever it was present, and would fall into the night whenever it was away.

The Yggdrasil was a living planet and is an ancient tree planted by Ancients during the Times Long Forgotten.

At the very top of this large tree were the Heavenly Planes. They were the leaves and peak of Yggdrasil. It was the part that was closest to the nearest heavenly body that provided sunlight.

It was naturally rich in the elements of light and was home to many powerful beasts. Divine beings and Saints also resided in this part of the land. It was the most blessed part of the Earth of the Light and was full of life energy.

Next to it was the Higher Planes. These were the last bastion of defense that the Heavenly Planes fought against the Netherworld during the Nether Wars. It is home to the oldest kingdoms of various races and is on a constant campaign to battle the threats below the Planes and beyond the Planes World itself.

The rich and natural resources of the Higher Planes had caused many kingdoms to lust over it. Ever since the end of the Nether Wars, various kingdoms of humans, elves, and UnHuman races in the Midlands have waged war against the Heavenly Planes. Yet, the few Kingdoms that guarded the Higher Planes were never at a disadvantage. In fact, to train their warriors and encourage economic trade and the development of mighty artifacts, weapons of war, and so on.

The Midlands was the largest land in all of the Planes World. It was a wide stretch of lands that were the branches of the Yggdrasil that extended from the far East to the extreme West. The Midland also constituted the trunk of the Yggdrasil and extended downwards. This is also why the Midlands is often referred to as the Cross Lands, as it is the large Cross shape part of the Yggdrasil. In this region, most races that aided the Heavenly Planes resided. Very few kingdoms of races that originated from the Nether Planes resided here.

The Midlands was also home to the various Inhumans, which were half breeds of humans and other races that served the Heavenly Planes.

Traveling south of the Midlands was the second largest region of the Planes World. The Lowlands region is the first Plane where the Dark races resided and have fully conquered before the Nether Wars. Being far from the nutrients of the sun and the light of the heavenly bodies, the Lowlands was ground that was fertile for Dark energy, magic to be born.

Creatures of darkness resided here, as well as various races and kingdoms. Due to the diminishing light that reaches this land, the environment is different as the plants and creatures that reside here are of the darkness.

Several human kingdoms, orcs, and demi-tribes, and vampire factions resided here. Because of the mixing of races, the lands are generally lawless and more chaotic as very few Adjudicators or Plane Judges existed to uphold the balance, unlike in the Midlands. Wars are more frequent, but the humans and orc races have become the mightiest races in the region due to their number.

The Lowlands ends when it reaches a large and mysterious chasm of a great sea. The sea extends millions of miles southwards and is known as the place where no light shines. Various large continents exist in this wide water layer and are home to all races that practice dark magic. The Outcast races of humans and demi-tribes to devilkins reside here.

Further south, it reaches the land of great darkness. Yggdrasil harnesses dark energy and the Heavenly Planes to acquire the Light and create the energy of Yin and Yang, which fuels the Yggdrasil. This land of great darkness is the Nether Worlds. Home of the Devils, the Dark and Horror races.

On that day, a mystery occurred that brought a strange, faint, and barely noticeable tremor across the entire Yggdrasil. Only those who were near their Ascension or the Descent could sense it. From the Heavenly Planes to the Nether World, the trembling occurred. It belonged to one of the most mysterious powers that even the gods and the fallen couldn't comprehend.

Heavenly Planes...

A man was seated in a white and wide throne. His raiment was made of white, and his aura was golden. He was the victor of the Nether War and the King of Planes World. The energy of Light was channeling through his throne and in him was the strongest power that emanated from the Light and leaves of the Planes World.

His previous blank expression changed as he sensed it.

"The movement of Fate? Since when has it been this clear?" The man frowned.

"First, that Greater God Sheolrah barges in here and taints my dignity, and now this?" The man frowned.

But as he was about to complain more, another force echoed and called from the great beyond. And what was even more amazing was that it did not create any ripple but affected only Planes World. The strange magic echoed on all Planes World beings. But as with Fate, only those near Ascension or Descent could feel it.

"Destiny?!" The man was stunned.

"An Invoking of Destiny? What happened?!" The man's angry expression turned to alarm.

"Guards! Call the Plane Masters! I demand that they will be here for an audience with me in five minutes!"

"But your Grace! Each Plane Master are on an assigned task-"

"Call them!" The man shouted. The faint ripple of Destiny was getting clearer and clearer. After ascertaining the works of Destiny, the King grew more and more worried.

"Guards, The Plane Masters must have felt it. They should be on their way back here. Prepare to receive them."

The guards nodded, and right after he left, a powerful portal opened up that breached the heavens.

A tall and handsome Elf radiating in powerful fire, ice, and lightning energy appeared from the portal. He was the only being who was granted permission to enter the Throne Room of the Plane King freely.

The remaining guard immediately made his formal introduction.

"Presenting, from the Planes Watch Tower, Supreme Magistrate and Magic Master of the Planes World, Magistrate Supreme Gandor Ellisium!"

"I have sensed it, your Grace. And I hurried here to your side. The others must be arriving soon." Gandor bowed. The area in the Throne Room suddenly grew rich in magic. Lightning, fire, and ice began to appear in small bits in the area around him.

And as was expected, another member of the Plane Masters immediately arrived. The moment the guard moved out of the hall, another Supreme had used his ability to cross the great distances.

"Presenting, From the Otherworldly Planes Fortress, the Supreme Champion and Force Master of the Planes World, Champion Supreme Pyrekaiser Fafnir!"

"The foreboding call of Destiny shall not stop my blade from serving you, your Grace!" A deep voice echoed in the hall. A tall figure with green dragonic scales extending from his neck to the back entered the room. His figure and face were that of a human, but his hulking body had traces of the Dragon Race.

"Presenting. Supreme Cardinal and Keeper of the Light of the Planes World, Cardinal Supreme Solas Soter."

A tall and beautiful woman who shined brightly like jewels in a pedestal arrived. Her every step was dignified and bright letters that signified the Voice of Creation were appearing around her at her every movement.

"The Light beckons its rays to you will, you Grace. The mystery of Fate and Destiny shall be known to you soon."

"Presenting. Ne-newly hired assistant chef serving in the kitchen of Supreme Chef and Providence of the Planes World, Patrick."

"Ha-Hi. I'm Patrick."

There was silence as a weak and frail thin man with buck teeth entered the hall.

"Thi-this is my first day as assistant to Supreme Chef Moribius Oveseus. He- he told me to go here and present myself. I- I don't know what to do."

Everyone continued to look at him.

"It seems... that the Supreme Chef will not be in attendance." The king decided to ignore Patrick. Otherwise, he would hurl the thin man with great strength that the man will be sent flying all the way to the Netherworld.

"My King... I am... hungry. I just finished the conquest against the Lizardfolks monster. The scent this man has on his hands... This chef is clearly the Main Meat Chef of Moribius." Pyrekaiser said with little embarassment.

"Fine. Go and cook bacon, Patrick. I trust Moribius has told you of our taste?"

"Ye-Yes, your Grease!"

The King's eyebrow rose.

"I mean, Grace! Your Grace! Not grease, Grace!" Patrick panicked.

The guards began to escort Patrick out.

"I really meant Grace. I was just thinking of grease..." Patrick continued to reason out as he left.

"I trust that Moribius's absence is justified?"

"Yes, your Grea- Grace. He is currently out hunting for Emperor Whales at Whalemart." Gandor confirmed.

"Whalemart the interplanetary market?" Pyrekaiser confirmed.

"The interplanetary market is Whelmart, Pyrekaiser. Whalemart is the planet on the nearby Stad system." Solas corrected.

"My apologies. Ever since the movements of the Netherworld, I have been quite busy, and it's been three hundred years since I've studied the system beyond."

"Our main concern..." The king began.

"Is what the cause of this Destiny is? What do you sense, Solas?"

"Destiny here is very strange, your Grace. I have pierced through it... But Destiny has marked someone to die." Solas explained.

"Just one person? Who?"

"I do not know my king... I cannot sense it. The ripple of Fate disappeared, and the ripple of Destiny was elsewhere. The two ripples beguiled my senses. It should be related to that man that Greater God Sheolrah asked us to search. Although, both me and Gandor have yet to find any clues of that man." Solas frowned.

"Cracky Batcheeks, the Naked Offender... What an enigma..." The Planes World King frowned.

While the meeting of the Supremes occurred in the Heavenly Plane, Kyros was petrified by what he saw. His haughty smirk on how he has outsmarted Fate disappeared. Of the many notifications regarding how he defeated Fate and what he gained from the entire battle, a very ominous sentence was present.

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Curse of Destiny activated.

Mechiel Bloodcrest will die in the arms of Kyros Soter Vasilius Tyrannos Kyriachos.