Prologue: The Balance of Destruction

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Regnator, the Omnigod of Balance and Order, known to mortals as Witherzilla due to his fearsome Wither form, had been imprisoned in the Void for eons. His escape, triggered by the hubris of mortals, heralded an era of unprecedented catastrophe.

Regnator's directive was to bring 'Balance' to the Omniverse. However, in his corrupted perspective, balance and order meant absolute annihilation. A critical error in his code had rendered him omnicidal. Instead of restoring harmony, he sought the complete destruction of all existence.

As Witherzilla unleashed his fury, the gods from all realms and fictions united to oppose him. Their epic battle tore through the fabric of the Omniverse, causing unimaginable damage. The very foundations of space, time, and reality rippled amidst the chaos.

Despite their combined might, the gods struggled to subdue Witherzilla. Their clashes only hastened the ripples across the cosmos, threatening to obliterate everything.

As the Omniverse teetered on the brink of annihilation, the residents turned to another Omnigod: Frotheru, the creator of all Magic, Probability, and Randomness. Known to mortals as Executor Dragon, Frotheru took the form of a majestic Ender Dragon and was the twin younger brother of Regnator.

With many gods already fallen to Regnator's wrath, Frotheru arrived on the battlefield. The two omnipotent brothers clashed once again, their titanic struggle sending ripples across the Omniverse. The power and authority they wielded were so immense that even the gods from across all fictions could do nothing but watch in awe and terror.

"It's that all, brother? It seems you've grown weak," Regnator mocked, seeing his brother struggle. His taunts only served to steel Frotheru's resolve, and with renewed determination, Frotheru began to gain the upper hand, surprising Regnator.

"What are you saying, brother? Talk some sense," Frotheru retorted. "Are you lacking brain cells despite having three heads? Are those three heads of yours just for display?" His nonchalant tone infuriated Regnator, whose mood, set permanently to omnicidal, twitched his eyes violently.

In a fit of rage, Regnator unleashed his ultimate move, The Final Balance. He charged a colossal ball of pure Omni-Energy, collapsing the Omniverse into itself for a whole minute. If sufficient damage was done, the ball would explode, creating a gigantic black hole that spewed Ur-Lightning and Ur-Beams. If not canceled, the Ur-Blackhole would expand to three times Regnator's size, consuming space-time and erasing entities before leaving behind a 50,000-meter wide crater and rendering the area completely unstable with large ripples in the Omniverse.

Regnator launched this devastating attack at his brother Frotheru at point-blank range. However, in his fury, Regnator forgot to activate his Omni-Repulsion Shield. The result was catastrophic. The attack's implosion engulfed both Regnator and Frotheru, destroying their physical forms.

"Well shit!" both brothers muttered as they were consumed by the explosion of Regnator's ultimate attack.

Despite losing their physical forms, Regnator and Frotheru continued their battle in their ethereal states, each trying to prevent the other from regenerating. The fate of the Omniverse hung in the balance as their fight raged on, a titanic clash of wills and power that threatened to unmake reality itself.

In their ethereal, true forms, Regnator and Frotheru were incomprehensible to mortals and gods alike. Their essences, composed of pure Omni-Energy, were distinguishable by their colors: Frotheru's bright black and purple, and Regnator's bright white-blue. These two Omnigods clashed with unimaginable ferocity, obliterating anything that stood in their path.

The brothers hurled Ur-Lightnings and Ur-Beams at each other, flinging entire galaxies and high-complex multiple hyperverses like mere projectiles. Each sought to gain the upper hand, unleashing ultimate moves that created even larger ripples across the Omniverse. Their battle threatened to unmake the very fabric of all existence.

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