Great—here's Chapter 1 with a traditional high fantasy tone and name, designed to keep the American twist hidden until later. The story opens in the ancient world before the arrival of Noah, focusing on the legendary war of gods and
The sky burned crimson as the last citadel of the divine realm collapsed beneath the weight of seven thrones. War had not touched this plane for eons, but now it wept with holy fire.
In the heart of the chaos stood a single figure—clad not in radiant gold or flowing robes like the others, but in battleworn steel marked with the sigils of defiance. His eyes burned with a strange clarity, the kind that cut through lies and shattered illusions. He was known as the Stranger King, the first god to rebel against the order of the Celestial Pantheon.
Around him circled his enemies: seven gods born of ruin, dominion, entropy, and eternity. Each one wielded the force of calamity itself. They had not come to speak. They had come to erase.
The Stranger King raised a broken banner—an old relic of a forgotten rebellion—and muttered something strange beneath his breath.
"They'll remember this stand, even if I fall."
And he did fall.
Not in weakness, but in design.
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The gods struck together—each unleashing a concept: Time Unraveled. Divinity Undone. Name Forgotten. Destiny Fractured. All aimed at the man who dared challenge them.
The clash shook the realms.
But as his divine essence scattered, something odd happened.
A fragment—small, but potent—did not fade. It flew through cracks between planes, across worlds, into a distant, lesser realm.
One not ruled by gods.
One where destiny still slumbered.
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Elsewhere, far beyond the stars and broken heavens…
A woman held her newborn child. He did not cry.
Instead, he opened his eyes and stared at the sky.
Eyes that had once seen the collapse of the heavens.
A soul marked by rebellion.
A name, yet unknown to this world:
Noah.