This was a world where nothing existed. A man stepped into a place that anyone else would call an utter emptiness. A man with long, dazzling golden hair, woke up with a temper—Zeus. The king of Olympus, the ruler of the ‘sky’, and the one who had dragged down the almighty Kronos from the throne.

This was Zeus’ illusory world. In other words, an illusory world that represented one of his holy territories. He could do whatever he wanted in this space, but he showed no signs of doing anything. Even though he possessed the divine domain of ‘creation’, he did not seem particularly interested in creating anything. It was as if he had just appeared here because he was waiting for something.

[A new entity attempts to invade your space.]

[Odin is entering!]

Rumble! Just then, a thunderbolt fell in front of Zeus as if to threaten him. The aftershock was strong enough to cause him injury, but Zeus did not blink.

Then, a being with a ferocious temperament and angered expression appeared. Contrary to Zeus’ laid-back temperament, the newly arrived being exuded the odor of a battlefield. It seemed this unauthorized being was looking to destroy everything in front of him. The being was Odin, the main god of Asgard.

If anyone else were to see this scene, they would have been terribly surprised. The heads of both societies who had just declared war against...