The Olympion Galaxy was the core galaxy of Central Olympus, the region that housed the Apex World Aetherion, where the Seat of the Pantheon, Dodekapolis, was.
Suddenly, a deep darkness engulfed the entire galactic region, the radiance of billions upon billions of stars dimming beneath the overwhelming darkness.
The skies of planets that relied on those stars for light went dark, a darkness deeper than night itself, as even the faint twinkle of distant stars could no longer be seen.
Aetherion was no exception.
From that darkness emerged a tall man who calmly walked through the gates of Dodekapolis, a long cloak of darkness flowing from the shoulder plates of his simple Stygian iron armour.
Two blades radiating cosmic energy, carrying the faint glossy sheen of Stygian iron that had been bathed in all the rivers of the Underworld, were held in his hands, their tips dragging across the floor as he moved.
