The war was over.
The demon armies had been destroyed, and the demon lands were left empty. The Ten Gods stood in silence, looking over the battlefield.
No one celebrated.
No one smiled.
Victory did not erase the pain of the innocent lives that had been lost.
Enoch looked toward the sky.
"It is time."
The other gods nodded.
One by one, they raised their hands, pouring their divine power into the heavens. The clouds began to spin, forming a giant circle of light. Thunder echoed across the world as the sky slowly opened.
A place hidden from every living being appeared.
It was a beautiful world floating above the heavens, untouched by time. Endless green fields stretched across the land, surrounded by crystal rivers and mountains that reached beyond the clouds. The energy flowing through the place was so pure that even the wind carried power.
No human.
No demon.
No beast.
Would ever find this place.
It would remain the secret home of the First Gods.
Enoch stepped through the portal.
The other gods followed him.
Finally, Xylander and Lucian walked into the new world, their eyes wide with wonder.
The portal closed behind them.
The hidden dimension disappeared from existence.
Only the Ten Gods knew the way back.
The first morning in the hidden world was quiet.
Xylander and Lucian stood on a high cliff, watching the sunrise over the endless clouds.
"It feels like a dream," Lucian said.
Xylander smiled.
"I have never seen a place like this."
Behind them, footsteps could be heard.
It was Iris.
She looked at the two young men with a gentle smile.
"Your old lives are over."
"You are no longer ordinary humans."
"You will walk a path that no one has ever walked before."
Lucian looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
Before Iris could answer, Enoch appeared beside her.
His eyes were calm, but his voice carried great power.
"From today onward, the Ten Gods will train you."
"We will teach you everything we know."
"We will shape your minds, your bodies, and your souls."
"The road ahead will be filled with pain."
"There will be no rest."
"There will be no mercy."
"But if you endure until the end..."
"You will become the first true heroes this world has ever known."
The words echoed across the valley.
Xylander and Lucian looked at each other.
Neither of them spoke.
But both made the same decision.
They would never give up.
The training began that very day.
Every morning before sunrise, the two humans ran across mountains while carrying stones heavier than themselves.
Every afternoon, they fought each of the Ten Gods, losing every battle without landing a single hit.
Every night, they meditated beneath waterfalls of pure divine energy until their bodies could no longer move.
Days became weeks.
Weeks became months.
Months became years.
The pain never stopped.
But neither did their determination.
With every fall, they stood up again.
With every defeat, they became stronger.
At the same time, the Ten Gods did not stop training either.
Even though they were already the first and strongest gods ever created, they believed there was always another level to reach.
Every day they pushed beyond their limits.
Every day their divine power grew.
Their control became sharper.
Their speed became faster.
Their strength reached heights no one could imagine.
As the years passed, they entered a level that would one day be known throughout history as S-Class.
The highest rank.
The rank of beings who stood above all others.
And under the guidance of these S-Class gods, Xylander and Lucian slowly transformed.
Their names would one day be remembered across countless worlds.
Not as kings.
Not as legends.
But as Heroes.
The first heroes to ever exist.
And for generations to come, no warrior would ever surpass the power they gained in the hidden world above the sky.
Years passed inside the hidden dimension, but neither the gods nor the two humans stopped training. Every battle made Xylander and Lucian stronger, while the Ten Gods reached a level no being could imagine. One evening, as everyone rested after training, the peaceful sky suddenly cracked apart. A strange black light appeared above them, spreading across the heavens. Even Enoch slowly stood up, his face turning serious for the first time in many years. The other gods looked at the dark rift in silence. Then a voice echoed from beyond it, "So... I have finally found you."