Scene – In a galaxy called Eto Galaxy, a massive mansion floats silently in space. Inside one of its grand halls, ten gods are seated around a circular table.

The Ten Gods

God of Death – Torent
God of Wind – Washi
God of Water – Yasaga
God of Fire – Deag
God of Earth – Madha
God of Thunder – Deen
God of Magic – Sago
God of Strength – Vade
God of Imagination – Braba
God of Life – Tirma

Each god’s appearance reflects their divine element:

Torent’s black hair and normal human-like eyes radiate death’s stillness.
Washi’s hair and eyes shine in light sky-blue.
Yasaga’s hair shifts between deep ocean blue and shimmering white, his eyes the same.
Deag’s hair burns with red and yellow flames, his eyes glowing like fire.
Madha’s hair is a mix of earthy green and brown, his eyes green with a hint of dark blue.
Deen’s hair sparks with blue and yellow lightning, his eyes glowing yellow and white.
Sago’s golden hair gleams with magic, his eyes misty gray.
Vade’s silver hair and eyes reflect raw strength.
Braba’s rainbow-colored hair swirls with creativity, his eyes flashing golden, silver, gray, and dark green.
Tirma’s green and white hair glows softly, her eyes pure green—life itself.

They sit in silence, discussing a matter of great importance.

Washi: “So… what should we do now?”

Torent: “That being killed one of my subordinates as if it were nothing. He’s far too powerful.”

Madha: “Hmm… if we wait any longer, it might be too late. His power is a danger not just to this galaxy, but to the entire world.”

Deen: “Then the question is—what do we do?”

Tirma: “Exactly. If we personally move against him, who knows what will happen? But if we don’t… isn’t that just as dangerous?”

Braba: “Then there’s only one answer left.”

Vade: “Summoning?”

Braba: nodding confidently “Yes.”

Deag: “Then who do we summon? An otherworlder?”

Sago: “I have a list… and I’ve already chosen one. His name is Yatransh. Age 19. Soon, his life will end in his own world.”

Torent: “And where did you get death details of another world, Sago?”

Yasaga: “He’s the God of Magic. Do you really need to ask?”

Sago: smirking “Exactly.”

Tirma: “Fine, then who will perform the summoning and grant him power?”

Braba: “I think it should be me. This is our first summoning, after all. Let me handle it.”

Sago: “Then I’ll be the second one to prepare.”

Braba: annoyed “Huh? Are you saying my summoned being might lose?”

Sago: “I’m saying… no one can predict his potential. Better to have backup.”

Tirma: “Hmm… Sago has a point.”

Vade: “Alright then. Braba, when his life is about to end, it’s your responsibility to summon him—and grant him power.”

Braba: grinning confidently “Leave everything to me.”

Scene – Earth, another world.

We see Yatransh, a young man sitting in his room, playing games on his PC. Suddenly, his phone rings.

Phone: Ring… ring… ring…

Yatransh: “Tch… what now?” picks up “Hello?”

Caller (girlfriend): “I’m breaking up with you.”

Yatransh: “Huh? W–Why?!”

Caller: “Because I feel like it. Okay, bye.” hangs up

Yatransh: slumps back “That girl… Haah… whatever. I knew it wouldn’t last. That’s my life anyway—friends, family, girlfriends, even rivals… none of them stay. In the end, it’s only you, my beloved PC.”

Suddenly, his PC sparks and shuts off with a small blast.

Yatransh: “Ah?! W-What the—?! No way…! You betrayed me too?! Ughh… the motherboard’s fried. Damn it… that’ll cost a lot.”

He quickly checks his phone balance.

Yatransh: “…Three hundred rupees?! That’s barely enough for a phone recharge, forget repairing a PC…” half crying

Disheartened, he puts on his slippers.

Yatransh: “Forget it. I’ll just take a walk outside.”

Just as he opens the door, his phone rings again.

Yatransh: “Another call? Who now?!” answers “Hello? Manager?”

Manager: “Yatransh, your work this month was poor. Sales were down. Materials wasted. You’re fired.”

Yatransh: “What?! That’s not fair! You can’t—”

Manager: “Not my problem. I’ve deposited your last salary. Twelve hundred rupees. Don’t call me again. Goodbye.” hangs up

Yatransh: furious and crushed “What the hell…? Fired, broke, betrayed… what am I supposed to do now?!”

As he leaves his apartment, his landlord stops him.

Owner: “Yatransh. Rent. This month. Now.”

Yatransh: sweating nervously “Ah… O-Owner, just give me a little more time, please! Next month, I swear I’ll pay you.”

Owner: “You said the same last month. And the one before that. You’ve been living here free for over a year!”

Yatransh: trying to joke “Ooh, then… thank you for the charity, I guess?”

Owner: “This isn’t a damn orphanage! Do you know how much your unpaid rent adds up to?! 8.3 lakh rupees! Can you even imagine paying that back?!”

Yatransh: scared, voice trembling “P-Please… just give me three more days. That’s all I ask.”

Owner: “Three days, huh? Fine. But if you fail, I’ll sell everything you own.”

Yatransh: “…Deal.”

Scene – Instead of going out, Yatransh walks up to the rooftop terrace, lost in thought.

Yatransh: sitting down, broken “Why is my life like this…? Everyone cares only about money. They leave me behind like I’m worthless. Family, friends, coworkers… no one cares. No one loves me.” tears fall

He stands at the edge.

Yatransh: “I… I don’t belong in this world. I should just end it all. Maybe then, I’ll be free…”

He steps off, falling towards the ground below.

But just before he hits—his body disappears into thin air.

Scene – A white void.

A mysterious figure appears in front of him.

Being: calm, gentle “Welcome… to Eto.”