Everyone was equal.
This was how heavens made the Immortal World.
But it was inevitable for greed and jealousy to flow through veins like blood. The immortals, as well, weren't exempt from it.
So, the once divine and beautiful Immortal World plunged into chaos, destruction and a brutal war where everyone killed each other with their powers to become the strongest being. Heavens couldn't watch on anymore and sought to deprive the immortals of the power it gave them.
Until one day in the war, a bloody and mangled boy appeared, carrying a sword in his hand and with his relentless eyes and hatred tore and massacred the masses. His disgust for this world exceeded any of the others and all alone, suffering, tortured, this young boy was the perfect target for vengeful ghosts to feed on.
But his actions not only shook all of the Immortal World, it also let heavens tremble deeply before his might and the sight he bared before everyone.
Lia: I think we are forgetting that I'm suffering here? About to go insane and back to the abyss? So why the hell, are we having a flashback of the first Immortal King and the hidden families being all happy?
Yano: Wifey! Don't worry I'll be soon there!
Lia: You sure? It took you at least 140ish chapters before you finally made an appearance. How long do I have to wait? 140 more chapters?
Yano: It's not my fault! Blame the author.
Matchamilk: Cough... the book won't last this long, so worry not!
Lia: I really should've went and looked for a new author, 100 chapters back.
Mika: Stop complaining, at least you're not dead.
Lia: *Tearing up* WE SHOULD HAVE CHANGED THE AUTHOR!
MatchaMilk: *Slipping away*