Astraea Voidheart

When the universe began to crumble, Astraea awoke from her eternal slumber.

For the first time in billions of years, she stepped onto the battlefield.

She discovered the truth:

The Celestial Thrones had not vanished.

They had been consumed by an entity called The End—a force born from the death of existence itself.

Unlike any enemy before it, The End could devour realities, erase timelines, and destroy concepts.

Entire universes disappeared wherever it traveled. Even gods fled from it.

Yet Astraea did not.

She journeyed across dying galaxies, gathering survivors from destroyed worlds and forging an alliance unlike any before.

Humans.

Dragons.

Gods.

Demons.

Machines.

Spirits.

Former enemies united beneath one banner. Together they made a final stand at the edge of reality.

The battle lasted beyond time itself.

Universes were born and destroyed with every clash.

Stars became weapons.

Galaxies became shields.

Reality itself trembled.

In the final moment, Astraea realized victory would require more than power.

It would require sacrifice.

She poured every fragment of her infinite existence into a single light. A light brighter than creation itself.

The End was defeated.

Reality was saved.

But Astraea vanished.

Centuries later, children still tell stories of the woman who stood against the destruction of everything.

Not because she was the strongest.

Not because she was immortal.

But because when all hope was gone...

She chose to protect the universe anyway. "True strength is not the power to rule worlds. It is the courage to protect them."

It's been so long... I didn't remember....May be 10000 years later I come to this small planet.... it's changed...

For countless ages, the universe was protected by seven cosmic rulers known as the Celestial Thrones.

Each governed an aspect of existence:

Life.

Death.

Time.

Space.

Creation.

Destruction.

Fate.

Together they maintained balance.

Until one day... They disappeared.

Without warning.

Without explanation.

The universe began collapsing.

Stars died.

Dimensions shattered.

Entire realities vanished into darkness.

As existence neared its end, an ancient prophecy hidden before the birth of time revealed a final hope.

A being older than the Celestial Thrones.

A guardian who existed before fate was written. Astraea Voidheart.