Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?

Within the God of Deities, the flames of war burned ceaselessly.

After Lord of Stars led his army into battle, both Tsukihime and the various factions under the Celestial swiftly took action.

Inside and outside the [Order] Tower, chaotic shockwaves erupted, shaking even the chaotic clouds, which had long been known for their unwavering stability.

Yet, this battle had only just begun.

Both Lord of Stars' forces and the Celestial's strongest warriors continued to gather, turning this battlefield into a blood-soaked grinder of death.

As more powerful beings fell, others took their place.

The once brilliant sky had now been stained a deep crimson, an eerie reflection of the blood-drenched battle raging below.

Neither side was willing to back down—this was truly a fight to the death.

Even those on the verge of perishing would self-destruct in a final, desperate attempt to take down their enemies with them.

The sheer madness of this war shattered the sky itself.

The firmament cracked, revealing countless fractures, resembling a shattered mirror, teetering on the brink of complete collapse.

Countless beings within the Celestial's dominion gazed upon the [Order] Tower with trepidation.

They all understood—this battle might determine the future ruler of the heavens.

They also knew that once this battle began, it would not end quickly.

No matter who emerged victorious, both sides would suffer unimaginable losses.

Even the concept of [Order] itself seemed to wail in agony.

The sky trembled and fractured.

Multicolored destructive shockwaves erupted like fireworks, searing into the minds of all who witnessed them.

Even the terrifying creatures lurking within the chaotic clouds had been startled from their slumber.

Most of these ancient beings remained neutral, but some had long sworn allegiance to the Celestial.

Now was the time for them to prove their loyalty.

Even the weakest among them had attained Throne Celestial-level power, while some were on the verge of reaching Primordial Godhood.

Their presence alone had the potential to shift the tides of war.

Yet, under the command of Lord of Stars, even more top-tier deities arrived to challenge these ancient creatures.

A battlefield already consumed by chaos and destruction became even more nightmarish.

The world turned dark and stormy, as though it were being thrust back into the primordial chaos before creation itself.

The few remaining neutral chaotic beings hurriedly retreated.

They had lived for eons, and they understood what this moment meant.

If the Celestial won this war, then no force in existence would be able to oppose him.

This entire plane would be remade in his image.

Even the chaotic creatures would be forced into servitude, left with no choice but to submit.

Of course, seizing victory and claiming dominion over the plane would not be so easy.

After all, while the Old One had been defeated, she had not perished—and it seemed she had a successor.

Moreover, Tsukihime appeared to have her own ambitions regarding the Plane Authority.

Then there were figures like Lord of Stars, who stood against the Celestial's tyranny.

No one knew how this battle would ultimately end.

In fact, according to ancient knowledge, if no single being successfully claimed the Plane Authority, then the authority itself would awaken a will of its own.

Should that happen, all entities—no matter how powerful—would be forced into servitude under the new rules of the authority.

A truly independent Plane Authority, devoid of sentiment or bias, would impose absolute laws upon all.

This was precisely what Lord of Stars and his allies sought—the very core of their struggles and battles over the years.

For them, true balance meant all beings would be given equal rights to develop and thrive, rather than bowing to a single tyrannical entity.

This was their ultimate dream.

Now, with all factions involved, there was no turning back.

As the battlefield spiraled further into chaos, an overwhelming presence suddenly descended from the heavens.

It was like a vast and boundless tide, instantly enveloping all who stood within the battlefield.

This terrifying aura sent a bone-chilling cold through the chaotic creatures, as if they had just brushed against death itself.

Overcome with fear, many of them instinctively retreated, desperate to distance themselves from the source of this terrifying energy.

They recognized it instantly.

It came from the very summit of the [Order] Tower.

It belonged to the true Celestial.

He had awakened from his slumber.

For all living beings, the Celestial was the ultimate nightmare.

He was not to be gazed upon.

He was not to be named.

He was not to be opposed.

Even the mere presence of his aura was enough to drive creatures to madness.

Inside the [Order] Tower

As War Goddess rampaged through the tower, leaving devastation in her wake, a once forbidden and inviolable sanctuary had been reduced to ruin.

The floor was littered with corpses, their mangled remains shrouded in a haze of blood and death.

More and more guards arrived, surrounding War Goddess, yet none dared to make the first move.

They had witnessed her overwhelming strength.

She was beyond their comprehension—an unshakable force.

However, as the Celestial's aura descended from above, War Goddess' expression turned grave.

"So… the Celestial has finally awakened?"

She muttered to herself, her sharp gaze piercing through the layers of swirling energy, fixating upon the highest point of the [Order] Tower.

Even she felt pain merely by looking in that direction.

The Celestial's power was something she still could not contend with.

Meanwhile, God of Light, who had just begun to recover, also gazed upon the tower's peak.

He knew the Celestial far too well.

Even at his strongest, he had never been a match.

Although his wounds had largely healed, he was still no match for the Celestial's absolute might.

Sensing her father's unease, Venus spoke firmly:

"Father, I won't underestimate the Celestial, but we have gathered an army of powerful warriors! We finally have a chance!"

To Venus, although the Celestial was undoubtedly fearsome, their combined forces gave them a realistic shot at victory.

"You're wrong, Venus."

God of Light shook his head.

"The Celestial has ruled this plane for eons. Even if he suffered wounds from his battle with the Old One, he is still nearly untouchable. We must proceed with caution."

He paused, his brows furrowing.

"What troubles me… is why he woke up so suddenly."

God of Light had expected the Celestial to remain dormant longer, still recovering from his previous battle.

His sudden reawakening could only mean one thing.

Something had forced his hand.

A thought flashed through God of Light's mind, and Venus immediately shared his realization.

Both of them spoke in unison:

"The Plane Authority!"

That was the only thing the Celestial truly cared about.

Venus' eyes widened as another name surfaced in her mind—

"Owen…?"
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She turned to her father, her voice trembling slightly.

"Father… could the Celestial's sudden awakening have something to do with Owen?!"

Her intuition told her—

She was absolutely right.