The azure sky suddenly churned with turbulent winds as a golden scroll unfurled high above, revealing a line of majestic, radiant script:

[You have been chosen to fight on behalf of your race!]

As someone who had once stepped onto the Final Battlefield, he knew exactly what this meant.

A universe-level eternal game encompassing the vast starry skies—

All realms, all races, all gods—no taboos, no restrictions.

He shall walk across the myriad heavens and challenge the pantheon of gods.