Rays of light shines on a mystical landscape. This scene would be too complicated for humans to understand as it existed beyond the realm of comprehension. Even the living things within this realm could not be comprehended because of its complexity. These were truly divine beings.
Within these rays of light, a god (or rather, if it were a human viewing this scene, a form of a slender, fit man with a dark handsomeness to him, a radiating darkness surrounded him) stands at the middle of this region, his head held high. He looked at the beautiful colors of the plane. As the god looked around at the many different faces around him, he sighed, saying internally
So this is where I'm going to die, huh? What even is death? There is a god of death but we are equals! He cannot give me death because I live in the same realm as him. What will I even see? Will I just be erased from reality? Do I really have to use my final trump card, the one that I've been preparing for?
He held so much power and so much knowledge but he was stuck to his plane of reality being able to only rule other planes below. While he was seen to be nigh-omnipotent with the planes below him, he couldn't control the planes above him.
Legends would say that this was the final plane of existence, nothing could surpass it, the beings living in this existence were considered the highest of the hierarchy, the ones with all the power to dictate below. This realm was considered heaven. However, this was only myth. Every being here thought of theories that there were an infinite amount of planes, infinite amount of realities. Even still, there was a high chance that these theories were true, and that these infinite planes were controlling the narratives below including themselves.
Thus the question arises, what was beyond "death" of a god?
As the god thought, another god moved closer to him, pointing his hand, in a divine tone he spoke, "Demonic God of Power, you are trapped, there is no way to escape your predicament, resign your powers and never interact with this plane!"
The others around this god yelled in triumph, the sounds reverberating all across the infinite distance of void around them. These beings were different gods, both demonic and holy. The Demonic God of Power recognized many of the demonic gods amongst the groups. They were all traitors to him. In truth, if a human were to see this their minds would shut down due to the complexity of it all. Even past that, the realm of time didn't exist within this realm. However, if they were to comprehend it, they would see a bunch of figures and a void around them, filled with a myriad of every imaginable color which painted the sky above.
After the cheers dissipated, they were hesitantly standing behind the god of fate, feeling the same thing as the Demonic God of Power. Never had a god been brought to this extent of living. To the point of "death", of no retreating.
The trap was too profound, the demon god couldn't even move. Everyone stood still, waiting for a response by the demon.
After a while, the demonic god began to laugh, his voice reverberating profoundly around the void, "Do you think that I didn't foresee this outcome? Hahaha! I have meticulously prepared for this situation to occur! Now see how I slip away from your fingertips"
The Demonic God of Power suddenly activated a power within his being. This power began to shrink his being rapidly. Shocked, the God of Fate yelled "What the heck are you doing? Don't think you can escape us!"
As the Demonic God's body shrunk to 1% of his original size, everyone within this plane began to realize something terribly wrong and took a step back expecting anything.
Instinctually, the God of Fate raised his hand and flicked it, power soaring out of his hand, "Die you Bastard Demon!"
The power flew into the being of the Demonic God and exploded. The sound echoed endlessly within the void, as the whole plane seemed to shake roughly.
As the setting began to settle, the being of the Demonic God was gone.
"Is he gone? Did he just die?" someone said within the crowd
"I think he is dead! I cannot sense his presence at all!" another being exclaimed
"You are truly strong God of Fate!"
At that exact moment, next to a grand river bed, in a house at the foot of a daunting Mountain. A baby was born.
To be continued...