The man stood tall, gazing intently at the two armies before him. His eyes shimmered with a strange, otherworldly light—almost as if they could reflect not just the souls of every being nearby, but the very essence of the entire continent. Silence cloaked the area like a thick fog, and he didn't utter a single word for what felt like an eternity. Then, at last, he opened his mouth.
"I am Divine Calamity Omega Lord. Bow now—or be destroyed."
His voice roared across the skies like thunder tearing through the heavens. The earth trembled beneath the weight of his words, the sheer power resonating like the eruption of ancient volcanoes and the catastrophic shattering of the land itself. It wasn't merely loud; it was a force—a divine decree that crushed reality with its intensity.
