Back in the lower sectors of the multiverse, a team of gods numbering in the hundreds arrived before what looked like a small spiral in the blankness of the true void.
It was barely visible to the eyes and senses, but anyone who knew what they were searching for would find it without much difficulty.
Most of these gods were considered minor gods under a chief god/god king. However, their status as minors didn't make them weak as one would think. In this case, however, they were called minor because they lost in the faith wars to acquire the god seat.
As such, the price for that status required them to answer to those who held the main seat of power, carrying out missions assigned to them while working to increase the number of faithful they had in their corner.
It was a game that had been going on for aeons, as god seats could be changed in the blink of an eye if one god wasn't paying attention. Despite this situation, the number of times the god seat had changed could be counted on one hand.
For instance, per the records Alexander had sifted through in his home universe, there had been instances where there were more than two god kings for one concept, each from a different background.
And while these records were heavily misconstrued throughout time and across the multiverse, the facts still remained — they were not weak.
Each figure present was more than 5 meters tall, some with humanoid figures, while others kept their divine beast forms.
Regardless of what body shape they took, they all had their divinities swirling around their bodies in a perpetual dance, obscuring their true appearance to those they deemed unworthy.
"It's smaller than I imagined."
One of the leading gods for the mission, Rethkar — The Turning Eye, mumbled to himself. This god answered to the Spacetime God — Chronovar, and controlled the aspect of Past Time (Memories, Records).
"It is a Lower-level universe, after all."
Next to Rethkar was the second god in charge of this mission, Thrayn — The Fold. Just like Rethkar, she answered to Chronovar and controlled Space and Dimensional Travel.
Normally, such gods could only manipulate the fabric of their universe, bending it to their will. They could stretch space endlessly; they could fold space like cloth; they could open rifts connecting one point to another.
What they couldn't do before was tear the veil to the true void and to other universes. That, of course, changed when they connected with the Supreme One as his vassals.
"Mm." Rethkar agreed with a nod. Looking over to his partner, he said: "Do your thing so we can get out of this dump."
"Agreed."
Thrayn stepped forward, and under the gazes of the others, arrived a couple of million kilometres from the veil of the universe. She stretched her left hand forward and attempted to tear the veil.
'Hmm?'
Nothing happened after several seconds passed. This was odd as she could feel her power being exerted. So, there should have been no way for the veil to resist her.
"What's wrong?" Rethkar narrowed his eyes as he noticed the delay.
"It's the veil… It's not responding to my commands." Her tone was filled with shock and confusion as she turned to look at her comrade. "Something is wrong…"
None of the gods here knew anything about what the previous enforcers did when they arrived here, and they didn't bother to find out either.
"Make contact with the veil…" Rethkar suggested as he flew close to Thrayn.
The other gods in the back observed calmly. These gods had no purpose other than to serve as combat support for the two gods in the event of a fight.
Despite the pride they had in their divinities and status, the main gods interested in Alexander still acknowledged that he had some skills worth mentioning.
Thrayn flew in close, arriving right before the veil of the universe. She extended her left hand like before, but this time, made contact with the veil.
BOOM…!
"Ah…!"
An instantaneous eruption of unseen energy blew The Fold backwards at breakneck speed, the force quickly arriving before Rethkar and the other gods.
In the blink of an eye, all the gods were blown away from the universe like helpless dolls caught in a raging wind. Regardless of what they tried to do to regain control of their bodies, they couldn't break free from the raging force.
After what felt like an eternity, the gods were able to regain control, spun around and faced the universe in the distance.
"What the hell was that?!"
One of the support gods voiced the thoughts of everyone around. While they were not injured, they felt humiliated.
Before coming here, they were told what to watch out for. Alexander had this strange essence that made it difficult to sense or see through him.
However, with his main body in Universe Prime, handling whatever remnants he left behind shouldn't be much of an issue.
Right before their eyes, they saw the surrounding energies right in the place Thrayn touched swirl and condense, forming the outline of their person of interest.
Donned in his black armour with white detailing, Alex stood over five meters. With both hands behind his back and a confident demeanour, Alex embodied the epitome of protectiveness.
"You shouldn't be here…" Alex scowled at the gods. "Leave while I'm asking nicely…"
"..."
No reply came from the gods as they were still reeling from the surprise blow they all received. But one thing was for certain: these gods were not about to listen to some small figure — especially the copy of said Being.
"Step aside, cheap copy." Rethkar floated forward, Thrayn right beside him. "This is the will of the gods. You will obey…" The arrogance and entitlement in his tone made Alex furrow his brows deeper.
"Perhaps, you may have forgotten…" Alex lowered his gaze slightly, and the space around his body rippled ever so gently. These fools were about to drive him insane.
"This is MY universe… This is MY home." He emphasised the word 'my' to drive his point home. "No one… Absolutely no one will be stepping foot inside."