Chapter 1: Prologue
My name is Haturen Jetayda.
An adventurer of the Gigantic Senate. A humble swordsman.
If you expect a tale of heroism—of a man who rose against tyranny and struck down a tyrant ruler—then turn away now.
This is not that kind of story.
This is the story of how I tried to survive.
Because no one can defeat him.
No one can kill him.
Gaia Priority.
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They say Gaia was once nothing more than a man—if you could even call him that.
A bum in a trailer park on the outskirts of Mīreen. He lived with a man named John Smith, and together they drowned their days in filth and smoke—cigarettes, drugs, and sex with prostitutes— bought with borrowed coin. They lived on scraps, feeding off the welfare of a nation that would one day curse his name.
Until she appeared.
One quiet day, a girl knocked on Gaia’s door.
He Assumed she was a prostitute. Dragged her inside without a second thought, screwing her throughout the night.
yet, after they were done, Gaia learned that she was no prostitute, nor mere woman…
But a Süniel—a celestial being said to exist beyond mortal understanding. A creature capable of forging contracts and granting abilities that defied the laws of existence itself.
And from all the powers she could have granted in this vast, indifferent universe—
She chose to give Gaia immortality.
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At first, nothing changed.
Gaia remained what he always was—a thief, a parasite, a nobody. He stole, cheated, and clawed his way up from the gutter, using his undying body to escape consequences no normal man could survive.
But immortality does something to a man.
It erodes fear.
And when fear dies…
Ambition takes its place.
Under the guidance of the Süniel, Gaia began to learn. Dark magic. Forbidden arts. Rituals that twisted the fabric of reality itself.
Time ceased to matter. Pain became meaningless. Death… irrelevant.
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At first, he was just a name whispered in criminal circles.
A dark archwizard. A phantom who could strip others of their magic, sealing away their very essence as if it were nothing.
They called him Priority One.
A threat.
A monster.
A curiosity.
Then… a disaster.
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It happened without warning.
A single man stood before the worlds—
And declared war on five nations.
Declared war on an entire universe.
The kings laughed.
The nobles scoffed.
The military dismissed it as madness.
How could a nobody—a gutter-born addict—challenge the might of nations?
How could one man defy the universe?
They would soon learn.
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One town fell.
Then another.
Cities vanished, reduced to ash and silence.
Nation after nation collapsed under an unstoppable force. Trillions died. Trillions more fled. Entire histories were erased as Gaia carved his existence into the bones of the universe.
And then, something far worse began to happen.
People started to believe in him.
They saw not a monster—but a savior.
A force that could overturn the old order.
A man who could reshape destiny itself.
From that belief… an empire was born.
A brutal, merciless regime forged in blood and fear.
The Gigantic Senate.
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And now—
We live beneath its shadow.
The Senate rules everything.
Its reach extends across nations, across realities, across the very fabric of existence itself.
And Gaia Priority…
Still lives.
Still watches.
Still grows stronger.
Immortal.
Untouched.
Unchallenged.
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No one can stand against him.
No one can defeat him.
No one can kill him.
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So this is not a story of victory.
This is not a story of rebellion.
This is not a story where good triumphs over evil.
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This is a story about survival.
In a world where the only truth left is this:
Gaia Priority reigns supreme.
And the rest of us?
We are merely trying to live long enough… to see another day.