The Omnipotent - Round 1.
"Shall we ever forget that day where the powers that decide our very fate clashed? The world was to reel at their prowess as there was nothing on this green Earth that could stop them save for themselves."
Who would have known that the Earth was to burn that day? An entire world simply set ablaze with the fire of chaos and madness.
There was no warning, no sign. It happened too fast for the forces to intervene, not that they would have any effect on what followed that day. For it was not apocalypse at the hands of biotic factoring; there was no meteor that had crashed into the planet's crust, nor was there any supervolcanic activity that had laid waste to so much.
For Kivuli had deemed this little world unworthy.
The King in Black had arrived to herald the end of days for the puny denizens of this unremarkable world, despite it's sprawling metropolii and pristine jungles. His madness did not give way to mercy or repent. The religious fanatics had ordered their subjects to prostrate themselves to their helpless Gods in order to save themselves from the Man who simply watched. He could be seen at the heart of every major urban establishment, simply standing and watching for Seven Days, not moving or interacting... Black as the night and inciting madness in all who set eyes upon him.
On the Seventh Day, the world burned.
As The Stygian King revelled in the ruins of a world ablaze, he awaited whatever eldritch beings would come to his side, either to battle him for the prize of Eight Billion Human souls, or to take his side for a stake in the spoils.