Orion and the Primordial System

The golden sun of Eryndor was slowly rising, bathing the land in its first rays. The morning, which would normally be peaceful, was filled with unusual excitement.

The news of the wedding of Orion, the High God or Immortal Emperor, as he was known in Eryndor, had spread like wildfire, filling the hearts of the inhabitants with surprise, and soon after, with immeasurable joy.

Eryndor, grandiose, throbbed with life, its streets decorated in honor of the event that would go down in history.

Ankar, the master of preparations, had planned every detail with divine precision. The previous week had been a flurry of activity; the finest artisans in the kingdom had been summoned, and the rarest resources of Aeternum had been brought in to ensure that every element was perfect.

The skies of Eryndor were decorated with floating flowers, dancing gently in the air, as the land prepared to receive the celebration of the gods.

Orion, despite his supreme power, insisted on creating Lyra's dress himself, a piece that defies mortal definitions of beauty. The silk used was woven from the starlight of the most distant galaxies, soft to the touch, but capable of reflecting every color in the universe with a simple movement.

On the day she tried on the dress, she cried for long minutes at seeing a masterpiece, which she herself would wear for the most important occasion of her life.

The fabric flowed around Lyra's sculptural body, highlighting her sublime form. Lyra's long purple hair, loose and silky, fell like a waterfall to her hips, while her bright green eyes shone, reflecting the love she felt for Orion.

The dress, molded by Orion, hugged her perfect figure, accentuating her lush breasts and slim waist, before opening in a graceful trail that seemed to float in the air. Silver petals were woven into the silk. Created by the divine hands of Orion, made from cosmic silk, a rare material extracted from the light webs of ancient stars, the dress seemed alive, reflecting the light with an ethereal glow that varied between silvery hues and deep purples as the light touched it.

The fabric was so light that when Lyra walked, it seemed as if she were floating, and each gentle movement made the dress ripple like a celestial breeze.

The upper part of the dress hugged her torso as if it were custom-made by cosmic entities, perfectly fitting her lush breasts, with a sweetheart neckline that balanced sensuality and elegance.

The bosom was adorned with fine embroidery of celestial silver threads, which formed patterns of constellations, giving the impression that the stars were woven directly into the fabric. This embroidery extended all the way to the waist, where the dress fit perfectly before opening out in a dazzling drape.

The skirt, which fell to the floor, was composed of several thin layers of translucent fabric, each representing a phase of the moon and creating a hazy effect around Lyra as she moved.

At the edges of the dress, small ethereal crystals glittered, catching the light around her and casting soft silver reflections across the floor. These crystals were not mere ornaments; they were forged from angel tears, a divine item that he had casually picked up from a universe somewhere...

The sleeves of the dress were long and flowing, starting delicately at her shoulders and extending to her hands. The transparent material of the sleeves made it seem as if the stars were twinkling along her arms. As she raised her hands, the fabric flared, creating the illusion of wings made of pure starlight.

A long train stretched majestically from the back of the dress, almost like an extension of the cosmos itself. The train was decorated with silver filigree, representing the flow of time and eternity, a tribute to Orion's divinity and the timelessness of their love.

To complement the dress, Orion created a delicate tiara made of white gold and adorned with small cosmic diamonds that sparkled with their own intensity, which was placed on Lyra's forehead.

She held a bouquet of flowers of light, flowers that only grew in the divine plains of high-level worlds, their petals shining with an enchanting softness.

Lyra's complete ensemble was of unparalleled beauty, a symbol of the union between the divine and the earthly, reflecting the grandeur and immortal love that she and Orion shared.

While Lyra was trying on dresses with her bridesmaids, Orion, in the next room, stood with his majestic presence, a true embodiment of power and beauty.

His flaming hair fell in waves to the floor, dancing in the wind like living flames. His body, sculpted like that of a deity, exuded authority and serenity.

Wearing a robe woven from the threads of time, his ice-blue eyes observed every detail, and with a simple gesture of his hands, he adjusted his divine robe, making sure everything was perfect. His smile revealed that he was a little nervous about each detail.

The altar, created in the heart of Eryndor's celestial square, was a spectacle of divine magnitude. Made of star crystal, it reflected the constellations that shone in the sky, as if the cosmos were present to witness the event.

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The ceremony began a week later in profound silence, when Orion entered the elegant square that had been prepared for the occasion. His mere presence made the air around him vibrate with energy, and the inhabitants, who had crowded the square to see the event, watched with reverent gazes. The ground seemed to glow beneath his feet, and each step echoed in the dimensions.

Lyra then appeared. Time seemed to stop as she walked slowly towards the altar. Her purple hair danced softly in the wind, and her eyes, fixed on Orion, shone like two resplendent emeralds. Her dress shimmered in a play of lights, reflecting the love and connection they shared. Beside her, the bridesmaids, dressed in celestial tones, accompanied her like a divine procession.

Orion, with a smile that brought serenity, extended his hand to his beloved. As they touched, a wave of energy ran through the room, making the stars in the sky shine even more intensely.

The words Orion spoke to seal his union with Lyra were in Valxir, the primordial language he had created, which contained a portion of his powers. Their syllables filled the air with incomprehensible power, and in an instant, the universe seemed to bless them.

The moment Orion placed the ring forged from the very essence of time and Fate on Lyra's finger, a glow enveloped the couple.

Their radiating light spread throughout Eryndor, and soon, the entire multiverse was filled with this divine energy. It was as if every star in the cosmos pulsed in unison, celebrating their union.

The guests watched in silent amazement. And then, as the kiss between Orion and Lyra sealed their union, Eryndor blazed with stellar fireworks, these objects of a modern world and colors that had never been seen, making the Denizens who were witnessing the wedding a visual feast.

Thus, the marriage of Orion and Lyra was not just an event, but a moment where the very fabric of the multiverse recognized its importance, echoing forever in the pages of its own destiny.

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Orion and Lyra were now in their luxurious imperial room. The soft lighting of the eternal stars illuminated the room, while the walls, made of celestial marble, reflected the soft glow of the night.

Lyra was still ecstatic about the wedding, holding in her hands what Orion called "photos" and which she preferred to call the "Memory Crystal". Her green eyes shone with pure admiration as she looked at the images that captured the happiest moments of the event.

"So, Empress Lyra, can we talk now?" Orion spoke with a smile on his face, his deep voice reverberating through the room.

"Huh? What? I'm sorry, I didn't hear," Lyra replied, without looking away from the photos, still absorbed in the memories.

Orion laughed softly. "Hahaha, it's no problem, dear." He watched her fondly, every detail of her presence seemed to capture his attention. "I just want to help you accomplish something I've been thinking about for months."

Curious, Lyra finally looked up from the crystal, her attention now fully focused on Orion. With a graceful movement, she approached him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her purple hair fell delicately beside her shoulders, while her green eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"And what is this 'something', husband?" She asked, smiling seductively.

Orion looked deeply into her eyes, his expression softening as he laughed softly. Placing his hands on her waist, he pulled her closer, their bodies aligning. "I planned to give you something so that we can share our eternity together, side by side. I want to know if you accept it?"

Lyra's eyes sparkled even more. She smiled, her heart racing, and gave Orion a soft peck on the lips. "I accept everything that comes from you, love."

Orion, not wanting to prolong it any longer, knowing that he still had more... fun moments in store, laughed lightly. Snapping his fingers next to her ear, a beam of golden light with hints of black shadows enveloped Lyra, who, before she understood what was happening, was suddenly overcome by a deep and restful sleep.

He gently picked her up bridal style, his strong arms holding her as if she were made of silk. Carefully, Orion laid her down on the bed, adjusting his wife's veil around her head. For a moment, he just watched her, admiring her serene beauty, the perfect features that the soft light of the night caressed.

Then, smiling enigmatically, he waved his hand, speeding up the flow of time around her, preparing the next step.

"System, can I still make wishes?" Orion asked, after reflecting for a while with a casual tone, his eyes shining with anticipation.

『**DING**』

『The Primordial System exists to grant your wishes, owner』

"Does that extend to granting wishes for someone close to me?" He asked, his mind already plotting what was to come.

『Yes』

Orion, his eyes fixed on Lyra, who was sleeping peacefully in her bridal bed, pondered for a moment. He wished for something great for her, something that would make her worthy of sharing his eternity. "I want to make a wish for Lyra. May I?"

『Yes』

"I wish for her to acquire the Dao of the Void, and since I was only able to raise her cultivation to Greater Goddess due to the restriction of the Balance, I want you to raise her power to the highest you can. Furthermore, instill in her a bloodline, a spiritual root, and divine eyes of the Eternal category... That's all," he laughed, imagining her expression of astonishment when she woke up as the most powerful entity in the universe.

**(Orion couldn't raise her cultivation any higher because of the Balance of Souls in the multiverse, if she went any higher in cultivation, her soul would give up, even for someone who has infinite power like Orion, Souls are a complex element that only someone like the Primordial Chaos and the Primordial System have free and unrestricted access to)**

『Request accepted』

『3』

『2』

『1』

Suddenly, Lyra's body began to shine with a purer, more intense light. The air around her rippled with an energy that transcended the ordinary universe. Aether, the purest essence of creation, enveloped her body, transforming her into something beyond divinity. Her purple hair floated in the air, electrified by the power that flowed into her new form.

Lyra's body was enveloped in layers of light and shadow as her soul connected to the Dao of the Void, gaining the power to control absolute nothingness. Her cultivation base soared, breaking barriers that seemed unbreakable. Their bloodlines merged, becoming the perfect combination of power and grace. Her spiritual root radiated

becoming the perfect combination of power and grace. Her spiritual root radiated immeasurable energy, as did her new divine eyes, now a green color that transcended mortal comprehension.

When the process was finally complete, Lyra was more than just a primordial goddess. She had become an incomparable existence, as majestic as the universe itself, her power now second only to Orion in the multiverse.

Orion looked on, pleased with his creation. "Now," he murmured, "you are ready to walk by my side, Empress Lyra."

He smiled as her body rested serenely, awaiting the moment to awaken to her new reality, that of a supreme Transcendent, powerful enough to shape the destiny of the multiverse itself.