Cosmic Ruler

The figure raised a hand, and the skies above roared.

—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—!

Suddenly, the golden staircase expanded, becoming an endless bridge stretching across an infinite void.

At the far end, an enormous gate of divine energy loomed. Massive and overwhelming, its structure pulsed with the power of countless deities who had ascended before.

"This is the Gate of Divinity."

The figure gestured toward it.

"Only those who have proven themselves worthy may enter."

Aiden exhaled. "And let me guess. There's a test?"

The figure nodded. "Three trials."

𝟭. The Trial of Power.

𝟮. The Trial of Will.

𝟯. The Trial of Purpose.

Aiden raised an eyebrow. "Sounds easy."

The figure smiled knowingly.

"That remains to be seen."

Aiden cracked his knuckles, his aura flaring. "Alright then. Bring it on."

The moment he said it—

—𝘙𝘜𝘔𝘉𝘓𝘌—!

The first trial began.

A golden warrior of pure divine energy materialized before him, its form towering, its weapon a colossal spear of judgment.

[Trial of Power – Begin.]

The warrior charged.

Aiden grinned.

Time to show the Divine Realm what he was made of.

Trial of Power—The First Step to Divinity

—𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

The golden warrior lunged, its colossal spear of judgment tearing through the air with the force of a collapsing star. The sheer weight of the attack crushed the atmosphere, sending shockwaves rippling in all directions.

Aiden's instincts flared—and he moved.

—𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—

He sidestepped at impossible speed, the golden spear missing him by inches. But the impact was catastrophic—the moment the spearhead touched the ground, an explosion of pure divine energy erupted, splitting the entire bridge of light beneath them.

[Warning: Trial Arena is Collapsing.]

Aiden barely had time to process before the warrior was already attacking again.

—𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘒—!

The spear twisted in a perfect arc, slicing toward him like a divine execution. But Aiden was no amateur.

His Golden Sword and Reaper Scythe flared to life.

—𝘊𝘓𝘈𝘕𝘎—!

Aiden's blade met the spear in a brutal clash of forces. The impact sent golden flames and black abyssal streaks surging outward, illuminating the endless void around them.

The warrior did not hesitate—it pressed forward, attacking with flawless divine technique.

Aiden grinned.

"That all you got?"

With a burst of power, he twisted his scythe and redirected the spear's force. The golden warrior stumbled for a fraction of a second—but that was all Aiden needed.

He vanished—

—𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵.**

His scythe descended, wreathed in abyssal fire—

—𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘈𝘈𝘈𝘒—!

A direct hit.

The golden warrior froze, a massive gash carved into its body. Its divine form flickered, struggling to maintain its existence.

Aiden exhaled. "Tch. Too easy—"

Then—

—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—!

A golden halo ignited behind the warrior's head.

The gash he had made sealed instantly—and in the blink of an eye, the warrior's power tripled.

Aiden's eyes narrowed. "Oh? So you're not done yet?"

The warrior spoke for the first time, its voice an echo of millions of ascended beings before it.

"Only those who can surpass the divine may enter the Realm of Gods."

And then—

—𝘛𝘏𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

The warrior's spear transformed, becoming a Divine Halberd of Absolute Judgment.

Aiden felt it.

Real danger.

His smirk widened. "Now we're talking."

And just like that—

The real battle began.

Trial of Power—Divine Judgment Unleashed

—𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

The golden warrior vanished—no movement, no warning. One moment it was in front of Aiden; the next, it was everywhere.

Aiden's instincts flared. Shit—!

—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—

A blinding halberd strike came from behind, slicing toward his spine. Aiden barely managed to twist midair, his Reaper Scythe intercepting the blow.

—𝘊𝘓𝘈𝘕𝘎—!

The impact sent shockwaves tearing through the collapsing arena. The force was overwhelming—Aiden's arms numbed from the sheer weight of the attack.

But the warrior wasn't done.

A second strike—faster than light. Then a third. A fourth.

Each one stronger than the last.

—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—!

Aiden blocked two. Dodged another. But the fourth—slammed straight into his ribs.

—𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

The attack sent him rocketing backward, golden flames scorching his body as he crashed through the bridge of light, nearly falling into the infinite abyss below.

[Warning: Energy Reserves Dropping. Current Integrity: 73%.]

Aiden skidded to a stop, his feet digging into the divine construct beneath him. He wiped blood from his lip, exhaling sharply.

Alright… that actually hurt.

He looked up. The warrior was hovering above him, its Divine Halberd radiating pure destruction. The golden halo behind its head expanded, forming an eight-winged celestial sigil.

"Your power is great, but it is not yet divine."

Aiden chuckled, rolling his shoulders. "That so?"

Then his aura exploded.

—𝘞𝘏𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

The very laws of the trial trembled. The fading remnants of the Abyss, his own unshackled existence, the lingering fragments of battles won—they all merged into one force.

Golden radiance met abyssal dominion.

An existence that was never meant to be.

[Authority Activated: Abyssbreaker – Law Rejection]

[New Rule Imposed: Divine Suppression Nullified]

The warrior's celestial aura wavered.

Aiden grinned. "Yeah… let's fix that."

His Reaper Scythe and Golden Sword merged, forming a singular weapon of twilight. A blade that represented neither heaven nor hell.

A weapon that only he could wield.

The warrior charged, its halberd descending like divine judgment.

Aiden met it head-on.

—𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘈𝘈𝘈𝘒—!

Their blades collided, sending a shockwave so powerful that the entire Trial Arena shattered.

For the first time, the golden warrior staggered.

Aiden didn't stop.

He stepped forward—

And struck with everything he had.

Trial of Power—The Decisive Strike

—𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

Aiden's twilight blade carved through the golden warrior's defenses like a comet of destruction, the sheer force of his attack sending divine energy crashing in all directions. The bridge of light beneath them fractured, glowing shards scattering into the endless void.

But the warrior—it did not fall.

Instead, it stopped the blade with its bare hand.

Aiden's eyes narrowed. Tch…

The warrior's grip tightened, divine flames surging through its palm. Its golden halo pulsed, igniting an even greater surge of celestial power.

"Your will is mighty, but power alone does not make one worthy of divinity."

Aiden smirked, pushing harder, his sword pressing against the warrior's unyielding grip.

"Good thing I'm not aiming to be some divine lapdog."

His aura expanded violently, golden and abyssal energy intertwining, pushing against the warrior's absolute defense. The moment the resistance wavered—he acted.