Part 1: The Great Queen of the Five Realms and the Dragon Knight Warlord
A new chapter unfolds as the skies of the Great Primordial Empire in the Orion Realm are torn apart into a blood-red vortex. The centuries-old tranquility maintained by the celestial lineage is shattered overnight as war drums resound from the depths of the dark dimension. The Demon King Asmodeus, a tyrannical entity known for his boundless cruelty, launches a massive invasion. His ambition is no longer a secret: to conquer the Orion Realm as a stepping stone to dominating the Five Realms.
The scale of this battle is so devastating that it shatters the intergalactic bureaucracy. Akemi, the first princess of the Garuda Kingdom of Andromeda, is forced to miss a crucial meeting with the nation's top officials. She has no choice; Andromeda's borders tremble violently under the thump of the demon army, forcing her to descend directly to the front lines to lead the vanguard.
In the midst of despair, help arrives from the most unexpected place: the Dragon Kingdom of the Milky Way Galaxy.
Cosmic Chronicles: Relations between the Garuda Andromeda Kingdom and the Dragon Kingdom of the Milky Way Galaxy have long been frozen by ancient traditions, ancient suspicions, and a murky territorial conflict that has persisted for millennia.
However, the threat of mass extinction from Asmodeus forces these two titanic egos to crumble. Amidst the flames of the battlefield, Ame Ryusaki of Garuda Andromeda and Shin Maryu, the Dragon King of Darkness, fight side by side, protecting each other. This brotherhood born of the same blood amidst the blood-soaked battlefield becomes a new cosmic symbol: that between the spectrum of absolute darkness and pure light, there is always a middle ground that can be forged for the salvation of the universe.
However, the external wars seem small compared to the rifts within the palace. Kenji Shiro suffers a profound moral dilemma when the forbidden secrets he shared with Kagura begin to be revealed to the public. His true identity, the truth of his past, and hidden betrayals emerge just as the upper dimension is shaken by the mystical convergence of the Goddess of Nothingness and the Goddess of Chaos.
The situation reaches its lowest point when the ice coffin at the bottom of the lower dimension shatters. Sahashi Yui, the True Demon Queen, awakened from a slumber that lasted for millions of full moons.
"God Clan and Dragon Race... your blood will seal the end of this era," whispered Sahashi Yui, her voice trembling to the very foundations of the multiverse. Her awakening marked a new chapter in total war that would determine whether the Five Universes would survive or crumble to cosmic ash.
As the Orion World teetered on the brink of destruction, a handsome young man clad in silver robes adorned with dragon emblems raced through the atmosphere of the Nusantara Archipelago on his flying sword. He was Su Madara Reishi, Crown Prince of the Void Kingdom of the Orion World, younger brother of Shinta, and youngest son of the immortal goddess Kaguya Akemono.
Madara's breath was labored. He carried a crucial and high-stakes emergency message from his father, Duke Raksa (holder of the Luck Plunderer Domination System). The message was brief but terrifying: the Old Empire of the Orion World had collapsed, penetrated by the vanguard of the Hellland Demon Kingdom. As the youngest son, always relied upon for logistics and message delivery, Madara sacrificed half of his spiritual energy just to reach his family's new coordinates: the Immortal Dragon Sect.
In Madara's mind, this journey was a sacred suicide mission. He imagined finding his older sisters—arrogant rulers who usually sat on golden thrones looking down on all living things—in a tense state and preoccupied with high-level war strategies.
"Sister Yui Fujita... Sister Shinta... Mother Kaguya... Forgive me for being late. Our empire is in grave danger!" Madara murmured through tears as he stepped on the sect's outer gate.
He prepared himself to charge in, unleashing his sword aura, and shouting at the top of his lungs to summon the Emperors of the Five Universes. However, the first sight that greeted his eyes in the sect's side courtyard made all his words choke in his throat.
Part III: The Youngest Child's Mental Breakdown
Madara froze. His brain suddenly experienced a severe system error. The sight before him was far more terrifying than Asmodeus's invasion of Orion.
Standing by a large teak basin was his eldest sister, Yui Fujita Akeno. The Supreme Goddess of the Eternal Dragon, the Ruler of the 99 Apocalypse Creatures, the owner of the Death Travel System who had just overthrown Sang Hyang Wijaya Kusumah and seized control of the space trade routes... currently wearing a cloth apron patterned with small sunflowers. Her hands, which usually held the Black Hole and White Hole, now held a soapy sponge,
scrubbing a burnt pot with a cold, regal expression.
Right beside him stood Shinta Shiro Yuma. His older sister, renowned as the laziest noblewoman, who in the Old Empire only knew how to laze around on a silk bed, munching on heavenly grapes while ordering Madara to wash her feet—was now yelling at someone, her face red with anger.
"Hey, Roro Rani! Scrub those plates clean! Don't think just because you're an envoy from the southern seas you can carelessly clean those glasses! Look at this, there's still some soto oil on it!" Shinta scolded, pointing aggressively at a ceramic plate.
And what truly shattered Madara's sanity was the middle-aged woman hanging a dishcloth near a frangipani tree. It was his own mother, Kaguya Akemono, the True Immortal Goddess.
"Madara?" Kaguya turned, recognizing her youngest son's presence. "Oh, my child. You've arrived? That's wonderful. Incidentally, Arya Kemuning just moved the water for washing dishes to the front yard, so the water in this basin is a bit low. Could you get some water from the well out back?"
Thump.
Madara took two steps back. His knees were shaking. His head was spinning.
[Mental Health Status: CRITICAL CRISIS]
[Orion Bloodline Imperial Family: Collapsed Into Dishwashing Machines]
In the Ancient Empire of the Orion World, even touching soap, let alone looking at dirty dishes, was considered taboo for the emperors. They were the type of rulers who, with a snap of their fingers, would have ten thousand servants arrive bearing sumptuous dishes. Madara was the only one always burdened with heavy duties simply because of his status as the youngest.
"S-Sister Yui..." Madara's voice trembled, almost crying. "What... what forbidden magic ritual are you all performing? Is this part of your cultivation to unite with the suffering of the common people in order to defeat Asmodeus?!"
Yui Fujita stopped scrubbing the pan. She fixed her youngest brother with a cold, haughty gaze, then lifted the pan, which now glistened like a celestial mirror.
"This isn't a ritual, Madara," Yui Fujita said in a flat, matter-of-fact tone. "This is called the Eternal Dragon Sect's household chore rotation. Here, the system doesn't care whether you're the Emperor of the Five Realms or the Dragon God. If your name appears on the kitchen chore board, you wash the dishes."
"But... but the Old Empire is under attack by demons from the Netherworld! Duke Raksa's father sent me to request military reinforcements!" Madara shouted hysterically, clutching his throbbing head.
Shinta walked straight up to her brother and, without a shred of mercy, hit Madara on the head with a wet wooden spatula. WHACK!
"Ouch! Sister Shinta!"
"Calm down, Madara! The matter of Asmodeus and the demons can wait until tonight, after the dishes have dried!" Shinta rebuked, placing her hands on her hips. "Besides, Father sent you here not only to report on the war, but because he's sick of seeing you idling around in a palace that's about to collapse! Take this cloth, help Mother dry the bowls!"
Part IV: Sweet Comedy in the Washbasin
Diah Roro Rani Wijaya (the incarnation of Amethyst Ryu Shinjie), who was forced to wash dishes by Shinta's coercion, could only stare at Madara with deep sympathy, sharing the suffering of her fellow victims of the sect's cruel system.
"Welcome to the real world, Crown Prince Orion," Roro Rani whispered softly as she rinsed the last plate.
Madara stared at the rag now draped over his silver shoulder guard. His battle armor, worth millions of spirit stones, had now been repurposed as a makeshift apron. Utterly defeated, his mind completely numb, the Crown Prince slumped over the sink and sat on a small wooden stool next to Yui Fujita.
"Sister... which one is the dish soap?" Madara asked quietly, accepting his new fate.
Yui Fujita handed him a bottle of magical lime-scented green liquid. "Use this. Just three drops can clean even the stains of ancient demon blood."
Seeing her youngest son finally working obediently, Kaguya Akemono smiled sweetly from behind the clothesline. She walked over and gently stroked Madara's hair, banishing all the fatigue and shock from the young man's mind.
"Good boy," Kaguya praised softly. "After all the dishes are washed, Mother has prepared delicious iced dawet cendol in the main hall. We'll eat with Wira Sanjaya and Arya Kemuning, okay?"
At the mention of 'iced dawet,' Madara's stomach, already rumbling after flying across the galaxy, let out a loud rumble. Shinta burst out laughing at her brother's shattered pride, while Yui Fujita simply shook her head, the corners of her lips curling into a faint smile.
Asmodeus' invasion might burn the Orion World to the ground.
It's as close as it gets to the ground, but in this tiny corner of the Eternal Dragon Sect's kitchen in the Nusantara Archipelago, the strange, silly, and bubble-filled warmth of family feels far more precious than any golden throne in the Five Universes.
Part 3
Part I: Storm in the Orion Realm and the Rise of the True Demon Queen
The skies of the Great Primordial Empire in the Orion Realm were torn apart into a blood-red maelstrom. Centuries of tranquility, preserved by divine bloodline, were shattered overnight as war drums resounded from the depths of the dark dimension. The Demon King Asmodeus, a tyrannical entity known for his boundless cruelty, launched a full-scale invasion. His ambition was no longer a secret: to conquer the Orion Realm as a stepping stone to dominating the Five Universes.
The scale of this battle was so devastating that it shattered the intergalactic bureaucracy. The first princess of the Garuda Empire of Andromeda, Akemi, was forced to miss an important meeting with state officials. She had no choice; Andromeda's borders trembled under the onslaught of the demon legions, forcing her to resign and lead the vanguard forces.
In the midst of despair, help comes from the most unexpected place: the Dragon Kingdom of the Milky Way Galaxy.
Cosmic Chronicles: The relationship between the Garuda Andromeda Kingdom and the Dragon Kingdom of the Milky Way Galaxy has long been frozen by ancient traditions, ancient suspicions, and millennia-old conflicts.
However, the threat of mass destruction from Asmodeus forces these two titanic egos to crumble. Amidst the flames of battle, Ame Ryusaki of Garuda Andromeda and Shin Maryu, the Dragon King of Darkness, fight to protect each other. This blood brotherhood born amidst a pool of blood becomes a new cosmic symbol: that between the spectrum of darkness and pure light, there is always a middle path that can be taken for the salvation of the universe.
However, external warfare is no match for the rift within the palace. Kenji Shiro is thrown into a profound moral dilemma as the forbidden secret he shared with Kagura begins to emerge. His true identity, the truth of his past, and hidden betrayals emerge just as the upper dimensions are shaken by a mystical encounter between the Goddess of Nothingness and the Goddess of Chaos.
The situation reached its lowest point when the ice coffin at the bottom of the lower dimension shattered. Sahashi Yui, the True Demon Queen, awoke from a slumber that had lasted for millions of full moons.
"God Clan and Dragon Race... your blood will be the end of this era," Sahashi Yui whispered, her voice shaking the very foundations of the multidimensional world. Her awakening marked a new chapter in the all-out war that would determine whether the Five Universes would remain standing or crumble to cosmic ash.
Part II: The Messenger from the Ancient Empire
As the Orion World teetered on the brink of destruction, a handsome young man in silver robes bearing the emblem of a dragon rode his flying sword through the atmosphere of the Nusantara Archipelago. He was Su Madara Reishi, Crown Prince of the Orion World's Hole Kingdom, younger brother of Shinta, and youngest son of the immortal goddess Kaguya Akemono.
Madara's breath was labored. He carried an urgent, urgent message from his father, Duke Raksa (holder of the Wealth-Usurping Domination System). The message was brief but terrifying: the Old Empire in the Orion World had been destroyed by the vanguard of the Hellish Demon Kingdom. As the youngest son, always relied upon for logistics and message delivery, Madara sacrificed half of his spiritual energy to reach his family's new coordinates: the Immortal Dragon Sect.
In Madara's mind, this journey was a sacred suicide mission. He imagined meeting his older siblings—haughty rulers who usually sat atop golden thrones, looking down on all living things—tensely planning war strategies.
"Sister Yui Fujita... Sister Shinta... Mother Kaguya... I'm sorry Madara is late. Our empire is in grave danger!" Madara murmured tearfully as his feet landed on the sect's outer gate.
He prepared to charge, unleashing his sword aura and shouting loudly to summon the Emperor of the Five Realms. However, the first sight that greeted his eyes in the sect's side courtyard made all words choke back in his throat.
Part III: The Youngest Son's Mental Shock
Madara froze. His brain suddenly experienced a severe system error. The visual effects before him were far more terrifying than the invasion of Asmodeus's forces in Orion.
Near the large teak sink stood his eldest sister, Yui Fujita Akeno. The Dragon Goddess of Eternity, the Ruler of the 99 Apocalypse Creatures, the owner of the Death Travel System who had just defeated Sang Hyang Wijaya Kusumah and controlled the space trade routes... she now wore a cloth apron patterned with small sunflowers. Her hands, which usually held the Black Hole and the White Hole, now held a sponge full of suds, scrubbing a burnt pot with it.
A cold and majestic expression.
Next to him was Shinta Shiro Yuma. His notoriously lazy younger sister, who in the Old Empire only knew how to stretch her legs on the silk bed while chewing... Child, don't talk, I don't care about you, go to sleep tonight.