The molten winds curled like smoke around them, casting glowing shadows on the obsidian throne where Eleni, the Sun Guardian, sat in silence. The dying embers of her gaze flickered with truths older than gods. Jin Luneblood stood before her, breath uneven, thoughts spiraling.
His voice trembled slightly, barely hiding the pressure building within. "How do you know that name… Han Suho?"
Eleni tilted her head gently, her molten eyes holding galaxies. "I know everything."
Her words weren't boastful—they were a statement of fact. Like gravity. Like death. The world seemed to pause.
Jin narrowed his eyes. "If you know everything, then tell me… Who was the one that showed me my past life—when I lost my lover?"
Eleni's expression turned solemn, the amusement draining from her face like the cooling crust of lava. She looked away, then back into his soul. "Do you know of the True King?"
A chill ran down Jin's spine. That name—True King—he had seen it once. In Gaia's Primordial Dream. A symbol. A word even the gods dared not whispered.
Jin muttered, "I… I don't know what it is."
Eleni's voice was low now, serious, laced with dread.
"That means… you have already become his eternal servant. Your fate belongs to him."
His fists clenched. "Who is he?"
Her reply came like a storm breaking through silence:
"He is something beyond existence, beyond the Source, beyond fate itself. You should not—must not—challenge him. Even his name is enough to make us tremble. We call him…"
Her eyes burned as she spoke: "Duskhavan."
A silence deeper than death fell.
In that moment, Jin felt it—a presence behind the name. A coldness that reached through memory and time. A force not of destruction, but of dominion, as if the universe itself bent around his will.
Duskhavan. The True King. A being whispered in forgotten corners of reality. A death lord who lived between the end and the beginning.
He was said to exist before the Vast Expansion was born. A will that eclipsed even the might of the Titans and Primordials. Not a god. Not a devil. Something else.
Something absolute.
Jin swallowed. "Then… who fought him?"
Eleni leaned back, voice heavy with reverence. "Only two dared stand against him—Sinhaan, Visvat."
The names fell like celestial meteors, each one ringing with cosmic weight.
Jin's brows furrowed. "Who is Visvat and Sinhaan?"
She smiled faintly. "Visvat the one who stepped into the Devine Realm first—before anyone else. Before gods."
"…What about Sinhaan?" he asked suddenly. "I've heard the name before in Temple of Tumaru."
Eleni's gaze shifted—sharper now, as though Jin had stepped onto a path few dared tread.
"Sinhaan…" she echoed, the name tasting like stormwinds and salt. "You're not supposed to know that name so early."
"Then who is he?" Jin demanded. "Tell me."
She crossed her arms, her voice like molten silver. "Sinhaan is one of ours. He was born within the Vast Expansion—but rose beyond it. Few in history have done so. He became something more… something untouchable."
She took a breath and spoke with pride and awe.
"Just as Visvat is known as the Heavenly Demon, Sinhaan became known as the Overlord of the Seven Sacred Seas."
Jin's eyes widened.
"Seven Sacred Seas…?"
"They aren't oceans, Jin. They're domains. Entire celestial seas formed from the energy of creation. Sinhaan conquered each one, taming what others called untameable. He commands not only waters, but the tides of power, fate, and truth, destiny. Some say he can hear the voice of the Source."
A long silence followed, heavy with understanding.
"Sinhaan and Visvat…" Jin whispered. "They both stood at the edge of all things."
Eleni nodded slowly.
"And only they… could look into the abyss of Duskhavan and not be consumed."
Jin took a step forward. "Then where are they now?"
Eleni looked at him quietly.
And then said the words that shattered his understanding: "He's not here."
Jin blinked, confused. "What do you mean?"
She didn't blink.
"They are not here… in the Vast Expansion."
Jin felt the world tilt. The Vast Expansion—the root of all things, where gods warred and dimensions spiraled—wasn't everything?
His voice cracked slightly. "That's impossible. The Vast Expansion is all there is. I know about it."
She asked, "can you tell me about Vast Expansion?''
Jin nodded with confidence.
"Vast Expansion that transcends the Lower Expansion. It has 200 sacred planets, Infinite time....."
Before he could finish Eleni's face broke into a soft laugh. It grew, uncontrollable, her body trembling with mirth as if he had just recited the funniest joke the stars had ever heard. She clutched her side, tears threatening her eyes. "Wahahaha! That's your description? With that logic, even we would fall into a coma!"
Jin's face turned crimson.
She waved her hand to calm the storm. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know you're still new to all this. But now… now it's time you truly understood."
She stood from her throne, the lava swirling around her feet forming a staircase beneath her.
"Yes, the Vast Expansion contains 200 Sacred Planets—but each of them is a realm unto itself. Entire dimensions. Entire civilizations. Their laws of reality differ. Their skies sing with different rules. Yet, they share one thing: the same power system
Jin placed his hand on his forehead. He was totally shocked, confused and surprised by this information.
"What actually it means?''
Eleni smiled