Silence consumed the outer sea after the Sovereign's gaze vanished.
No one moved.
Not the Eldritch Gods.
Not the Angels of Creation.
Not even the Primordials.
Because every being present understood one terrifying truth now—
The Sovereigns had noticed Jinyoung directly.
And beings like the Sovereigns did not observe without reason.
The Pressure Left Behind
Even after the fracture closed—
Its influence remained.
Nearby universes continued trembling unnaturally.
The white outer sea had become unstable.
Several dead realities collapsed completely moments later.
The five Legends struggled just to breathe properly.
The Iron Legend clenched his fists tightly.
"…That was only an eye?"
One Angel of Creation answered quietly:
"Not even the full presence."
The atmosphere became heavier instantly.
Because if merely being observed caused this much damage—
Then the actual Sovereigns themselves existed on a level beyond comprehension entirely.
The Primordials React
The Primordial of Existence slowly lowered its hand.
Its countless cosmic eyes remained focused on Jinyoung now.
Not hostility.
Evaluation.
Meanwhile the Primordial of Void stood silently within its endless darkness.
Then Void finally spoke.
"The Sovereigns are interested."
The statement alone shook nearby universes again.
Jinyoung narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Interested in what?"
Void answered immediately.
"Whether you are worthy."
The Abyss behind Jinyoung pulsed violently.
The Primordial of Existence continued calmly:
"A replacement."
Silence spread instantly.
Even the Seraphim reacted sharply.
The Flame Legend stared.
"…Replacement for who?"
The Primordial's answer came without hesitation.
"Yogaroth."
The Truth of the Successor
The outer sea darkened slightly around Jinyoung.
The fragment inside him resonated harder than ever before.
Almost painfully.
The Primordial of Existence raised one hand.
Visions appeared across the battlefield instantly.
Infinite universes.
Infinite cycles.
Infinite creations consumed by the Sovereigns endlessly.
Then—
Yogaroth appeared again.
The original Primordial of Creation.
Radiant beyond comprehension.
Yet standing apart from the other Primordials.
The Primordial of Existence spoke calmly:
"Yogaroth was originally meant to become the next Sovereign."
The Seraphim froze.
Even the Angels of Creation seemed shocked.
The Primordial continued:
"Among our race, creation possessed the greatest potential."
The vision shifted.
Yogaroth creating endless universes.
Life.
Souls.
Civilizations.
Infinite possibilities.
Then—
The image darkened.
Yogaroth watching mortals struggle.
Watching civilizations fight to survive.
Watching lives continue evolving despite suffering.
And slowly—
Something changed inside him.
The Primordial of Void finished the explanation.
"Creation became attached to impermanence."
Why Yogaroth Rebelled
The visions intensified.
The battlefield watched silently as Yogaroth confronted the other Primordials.
The Sovereigns beyond them.
The endless cycle itself.
The Primordial of Existence spoke quietly:
"Yogaroth refused the harvest."
Nearby universes trembled faintly.
"He believed existence should continue evolving freely."
The Primordial of Void's darkness spread slightly.
"An irrational conclusion."
Then the final vision appeared.
Yogaroth dividing a fragment of his authority.
Not into a Primordial.
Not into a ruler.
Into a mortal soul.
Jinyoung's eyes widened slightly.
The Primordial of Existence looked directly at him.
"You were chosen before birth."
The Abyss exploded outward instinctively.
The Weight of Destiny
The five Legends stared silently at Jinyoung.
Even the Angels of Creation became quiet.
Because suddenly—
Everything connected.
The fragment.
The Abyss.
The impossible growth.
The ability to evolve endlessly.
Yogaroth had prepared Jinyoung long before humanity even understood mana existed.
Jinyoung clenched his fists slightly.
"So my life was predetermined?"
The Primordial of Void answered instantly.
"Partially."
The Primordial of Existence continued:
"Potential was given."
Its countless eyes narrowed slightly.
"Choice was yours."
The outer sea became silent again.
Because unlike ordinary destiny—
Jinyoung had still chosen every step himself.
Chosen to fight.
Chosen to protect humanity.
Chosen to reject the cycle.
Exactly like Yogaroth once did.
The Angels Understand
One Angel of Creation descended beside Jinyoung slowly.
Radiant wings folded behind its cosmic form.
"That is why the World Tree obeyed you immediately."
Another Angel spoke next.
"Why monarch authority resonated with you."
A third continued quietly:
"And why the Abyss evolved."
The Flame Legend exhaled slowly.
"…So he was basically destined to become this monster."
Jinyoung immediately answered.
"No."
Everyone looked toward him.
His Abyss calmed slightly around him.
"I became this because people needed me to."
Silence followed afterward.
Even the Primordials paused briefly.
Because unlike Yogaroth—
Jinyoung's motivation centered entirely around humanity.
Responsibility.
Not curiosity.
Not cosmic rebellion.
Responsibility.
The Sovereigns' Interest
The Primordial of Existence finally asked the real question.
"If the Sovereigns offered you ascension…"
Nearby universes trembled again.
"…would you accept?"
The outer sea became completely silent.
Even the Eldritch Gods stopped moving entirely.
Because this question mattered.
A future Sovereign candidate carried unimaginable significance.
Jinyoung looked toward the endless universes surrounding them.
Dead realities.
Broken civilizations.
Infinite suffering caused by the cycle.
Then he answered calmly.
"No."
BOOM.
The Abyss erupted violently.
The Primordial of Void stared silently.
The Primordial of Existence narrowed its countless eyes.
Jinyoung continued:
"I'm not replacing a broken system."
Darkness spread endlessly behind him.
"I'm ending it."
The Reaction of the Primordials
For the first time—
The Primordial of Void laughed.
A terrifying sound that erased nearby dimensions accidentally.
"Exactly like Yogaroth."
The Primordial of Existence became quiet again.
Its cosmic framework rotated slowly.
Then finally—
It spoke.
"Then conflict with the Sovereigns is inevitable."
One Angel of Creation immediately responded:
"Then we fight."
Golden authority surged across the battlefield again.
The Seraphim spread their wings fully.
Jinyoung's army roared across the outer sea.
The five Legends steadied themselves.
Humanity's side had made its decision.
Even against beings beyond creation itself—
They would resist.
The Final Warning
The Primordial of Void slowly turned away.
Its endless darkness began retreating toward the black spiral again.
But before disappearing—
It looked back toward Jinyoung one final time.
"Grow stronger quickly."
The Abyss inside Jinyoung reacted sharply.
Void continued calmly:
"Because the Sovereigns will eventually descend personally."
Nearby universes dimmed slightly.
"And when they do…"
Its endless darkness faded gradually.
"…even Primordials become insignificant."
The outer sea trembled heavily one final time.
Then both Primordials disappeared completely.
Leaving only silence behind.
And across infinite universes—
The war had officially become something far greater than anyone imagined.
The beginning of resistance against the beings above creation itself.