The air in Evolto City hummed with energy as the opening ceremony of the Zenith Games began to wind down. The enormous arena, suspended above the clouds, began to fade into the background as a new, more intense atmosphere took hold. The first event of the Games was about to begin.
Beast Wars.
A test of strength, strategy, and bond. The game where warriors and their Bonded Beasts would face off in a simulated battlefield, fighting for supremacy. The creatures chosen for this battle were more than mere animals; they were sentient beings, each with unique abilities and traits bestowed upon them through the sacred Bonding Ritual.
Each competitor stood at the edge of the arena, their beasts by their side, ready to embark on this challenge. The battlefield itself was a masterpiece of virtual construction: a dense, ever-shifting jungle, filled with thick foliage, towering trees, and winding rivers. The terrain would change at a moment's notice, testing not only the strength of the beasts but the intelligence of their masters.
Team Names:
The Verdant Claws: A team made up of seasoned warriors, their beasts were swift and agile designed for speed and stealth. Their leader, Avaara, was a quiet but fierce tactician, known for her precision and swift decision-making. Her Bonded Beast, Tyska, a massive black panther with sleek, iridescent fur, had the ability to meld into shadows and strike unexpectedly.
The Thunderborn: A team of newcomers, but no less dangerous, made up of young, powerful combatants. Their leader, Rook, was brash and headstrong, but incredibly strong in battle. His Bonded Beast, Raavok, was a towering, storm-cloud gray wolf with the power to summon thunder strikes and manipulate the weather in bursts of lightning.
The Brimstone Howlers: A wildcard team, consisting of beasts and their masters who had once been outcasts of the Bonding Ritual. Their leader, Kane, was unpredictable, and his Bonded Beast, Cerberis, a three-headed hellhound, had powers related to fire and intimidation. The beast's eyes glowed like molten lava as it snarled, awaiting the starting signal.
As the teams took their positions on the holographic grid of the arena, an eerie silence fell over the crowd. The jungle roared to life with a symphony of wildlife unnerving, yet thrilling. Massive trees towered over the arena, their branches swinging in the virtual breeze, while dense underbrush rustled with unseen dangers. The battle had begun.
Zalthorion's voice echoed across the arena:
> "The Beast Wars is not simply about victory. It is about unity between the masters and their beasts. Only those who understand each other's hearts will survive this trial. Let the games begin!"
With the roar of a massive horn, the simulation activated, and the ground trembled as the teams launched into action.
The Verdant Claws moved like shadows through the jungle. Avaara gave a sharp nod, and Tyska sprang into action, her lithe form slipping through the trees as she circled around the Thunderborn's position. Avaara's eyes scanned the terrain, sensing the change in the wind. She knew where Rook's team would be vulnerable he was brash, and his beast, Raavok, would be easy to provoke.
Meanwhile, Rook of the Thunderborn was charging forward with his beast, Raavok, at his side. The ground beneath them crackled with energy, and lightning arced across the sky. Rook was confident almost too confident and he began shouting commands, his voice eager to prove himself.
> "Raavok! Strike them down! We'll show them what real power looks like!"
Cerberis, the three-headed hellhound from the Brimstone Howlers, growled ominously as it sprinted toward the center of the arena, setting fire to the underbrush with every step. Kane's eyes gleamed with a wild intensity as he spurred the creature on.
> "Burn everything! Let the jungle feel our wrath!"
The simulation surged with primal energy. Tyska's claws clashed against Raavok's lightning-coated fur while the air trembled with thunder. Cerberis's infernos lit up the virtual jungle, burning foliage and sending embers swirling high into the arena sky. All of it was broadcast live across the multiverse and accidentally, Earth.
Back on Earth…
In a quiet home nestled in the hills outside Barcelona, a distraught mother sat frozen in front of her television. Her two young children, no older than five or six, stared at the screen wide-eyed as the hellhound Cerberis let out a bellowing roar that rattled the speakers.
The mother fumbled for the remote, panic in her voice.
"¡Dios mío! ¿Qué es esto? ¡Esto no es un dibujo animado!"
("My God! What is this? This isn't a cartoon!")
Her son clutched a stuffed lion to his chest.
"¿Mamá… ese perro tiene tres cabezas?"
("Mom… does that dog have three heads?")
"¡No mires! ¡Esto no es para niños!"
("Don't look! This isn't for kids!")
She reached forward to turn off the TV but the screen flickered and came back on, this time showing Zalthorion's massive silhouette as he overlooked the arena.
Elsewhere, in a cramped apartment in Beijing, a group of teenagers sat huddled around a glowing laptop screen, watching with mixed awe and confusion.
One leaned forward, pointing at the Verdant Claws' stealthy maneuvers.
"他们好像是刺客…看那只豹!"
("They're like assassins… Look at that panther!")
Another nudged him, smirking.
"你以为这是真的吗?还是场游戏?"
("You think this is real? Or just a game?")
A third one, the youngest, frowned as Cerberis lit another section of the jungle ablaze.
"不管是什么,我都有点怕了."
("Whatever it is, I'm kind of scared.")
Then came the eerie moment the camera panned to Zalthorion, who stared directly into the feed. His glowing eyes met the viewers as if he knew.
Zalthorion's voice boomed, somehow breaking the boundary between broadcast and reality.
> "Do not fear. You are witnessing evolution in its truest form."
The teens jolted back in their seats.
"他说英语了?"
("Did he just speak Chinese?")
And yet, the Spanish mother's screen glitched once more. Instead of turning off, it showed a close-up of Avaara and Tyska executing a perfect ambush. The image was surreal, too real every leaf, every breath, every snarl felt alive.
All across Earth, people were watching. Fear. Fascination. Some praying. Some screaming. Governments scrambled, trying to trace the source, but the signal had no point of origin. It came from everywhere… and nowhere.
As the Zenith Games continued to broadcast across every screen on Earth TVs, phones, billboards, smartwatches, even airplane dashboards governments around the world went into an immediate state of emergency. It wasn't just the content it was how it was appearing. Every encrypted feed, every secure channel, every firewall had been bypassed by something far beyond their understanding.
Washington D.C., United States – Situation Room
Inside the White House's secure Situation Room, alarms were blaring. Officials crowded around a massive digital map showing thousands of rift-like distortions across communication satellites. The President, flanked by military and intelligence leaders, stared at the frozen image of Zalthorion on every monitor.
NSA Director Ramirez:
"We've traced the origin to... nowhere. The signal is quantum-entangled every satellite is behaving like it's the source. We're not just being hacked, sir... this is something else."
President Daniels (grimly):
"Are we under attack?"
General Hawthorne:
"If we are, sir, it's by a civilization with tech thousands of years beyond ours. This isn't war… it's a message."
CIA Director:
"We've already gotten calls from Beijing, Moscow, and the EU. Everyone's seeing it. No one can stop it."
President Daniels:
"Get NASA. Get Space Force. Get DARPA. I want options before the next 'game' starts."
Beijing, China – Zhongnanhai Headquarters
The Central Military Commission was already assembled. Premier Li Junming sat at the head of a sleek table as digital analysts displayed feeds of the Zenith Games across Chinese cyberspace including state-run channels and private tech like WeChat and Bilibili.
Cybersecurity Minister:
"The signal bypassed the Great Firewall. Even internal state media servers are infected. Attempts to shut it down cause recursive failures it's like it's alive."
Premier Li (calmly):
"Then it's not an attack. It's a phenomenon. Prepare for civil unrest this is not something we can contain with censorship. Release a soft statement… call it an international AR project… for now."
Moscow, Russia – Kremlin Situation Command
President Mikhail Volkov paced before a panel of military brass and top-tier engineers.
FSB Director:
"All satellites receiving the broadcast have undergone quantum interference. No known Earth-based tech is capable of this. This is... extraterrestrial, or worse."
Volkov (stoically):
"Are we being watched, or recruited?"
KGB Veteran General:
"We don't know. But the people are watching it like it's prophecy. Religious cults are already forming online."
Volkov:
"Then prepare counter-narratives. And prepare the nukes. Just in case gods bleed."
Paris, France – Élysée Palace
President Celeste DuBois stood watching the broadcast beside her tech advisors, hands clasped behind her back. The Eiffel Tower itself had become a giant display, streaming the Zenith Games high above the city.
Advisor:
"Madame Présidente… people are captivated. Schools are calling it an interdimensional Olympics. We've tried everything. Nothing stops it."
DuBois:
"Then perhaps it is time to watch. We may be witnessing the dawn of something new."
Across the world, similar scenes unfolded:
India's ISRO began emergency quantum research initiatives.
Japan convened both scientists and Shinto priests.
Brazil reported spiritual sightings and jungle tribes interpreting the Beast Wars as divine visions.
The Vatican held an emergency conclave, labeling the broadcast "not of Satan, but not of Heaven either."
The world's major religions were in spiritual uproar.
In Mecca, Imams at the Grand Mosque stood stunned as the Kaaba itself shimmered not because of divine interference, but because the Zenith Games had overridden every display, even the holy audio feeds. Worshippers paused, watching scenes of beasts and humans locked in simulated combat. Some believed it to be a sign of the end times, others whispered it was a test of faith.
Sheikh Abdul Kareem, a renowned Islamic scholar, released a statement in Arabic:
> "هذا ليس دجال، لكنه امتحان. تذكروا، المعرفة لا تعني الإيمان. استمروا في الصلاة."
("This is not the Dajjal, but it is a test. Remember, knowledge is not faith. Keep praying.")
In Vatican City, the Pope convened an emergency midnight gathering in the Apostolic Palace.
Cardinals, many visibly shaken, debated whether to classify the events as divine, demonic, or something wholly different. The Pope, draped in white, finally addressed the world via livestream:
"This is not the return of Christ. Nor is it Revelation. But something… watches us. Let us prepare our souls, not our weapons."
In India, yogis and gurus meditated atop Himalayan cliffs, claiming they had already "felt" the arrival of Evolto long ago. Some referred to it as the awakening of Vishnu's dream, others called it an opportunity: the next cosmic age.
In African villages and South American forests, shamans and medicine men began drawing symbols resembling Rift patterns found in ancient cave art. For many isolated tribes, it wasn't fear it was familiarity. As though they'd seen this before.
Within hours of the broadcast, a cult calling itself the "Eyes of Evolto" emerged online, claiming to have received visions of Zalthorion in dreams.
They began printing the Sigil of the Rift on clothes, burning incense in front of black mirrors.
Dozens in California and South Korea posted TikToks showing group rituals where they chanted phrases heard from the Games, claiming it "boosted their mental clarity."
Even an ex-NASA engineer livestreamed himself decoding the structure of the Rift and claimed it could predict weather patterns, calling it "multiversal feng shui."
Social Media Meltdown
On Twitter/X, hashtags exploded:
#ZenithGames #BeastWars #EvoltoCity #RaavokSweep #CerberisIsReal #ZalthorionDaddy #VTubersReact
Memes spread like wildfire.
"How are we watching interdimensional Pokémon but can't get good Wi-Fi in the subway?"
Twitch was on fire. Kai Cenat had 500k live viewers screaming in the chat as he yelled:
"YO YO WHO THE HELL IS THIS DOG THING CERBERIS?? THEY GOT THREE HEADS OUT HERE! Bro, we not surviving this. Earth already folded."
He jumped out of his chair as lightning struck in the jungle.
VShojo's Ironmouse and Nyanners did a dual watchalong stream, mouths open as Raavok summoned a literal storm mid-fight.
Ironmouse: "Is this... real? Like... actually real?"
Nyanners: "Okay but hear me out, I want to hug Cerberis. He just needs love."
Chat: "CERBERIS SWEEP. PANDA EXPRESS DELIVERY."
Hololive's Gawr Gura and Calliope Mori reacted live too:
Gura: "Wait wait, that Avaara girl? She's like ninja cool. Shark-approved."
Calli: "Zalthorion sounds like my boss… but like, hotter. Deadly hot."
Gura: "You have a type."
Chat: "DEATH SIMP INCOMING"
On Reddit, conspiracy threads exploded. Theories ranged from "Evolto is Earth from the future" to "Zalthorion is Jesus in disguise"
YouTube saw an ex-Military Strategist breaking down Beast Wars as a model of theoretical future warfare. A Joe Rogan guest speculated that Evolto might be the missing civilization from Atlantis, reawakening through wormholes.
The battle was escalating quickly. Tyska leapt from the shadows, claws slashing, aiming for Raavok's flank. Avaara was fast, her mind calculating each movement, ready to outsmart her opponents. But Raavok was no slouch. The wolf's form rippled with raw power as it summoned a bolt of lightning from the sky, striking the jungle floor, sending electric currents through the ground.
A nearby tree exploded in a shower of splinters, sending shrapnel flying in all directions. The game had officially gone from tactical to all-out chaos.
But it was Kane and his Cerberis who were making the most noise. The hellhound's three heads each breathed fire in different directions, setting the jungle ablaze. The Brimstone Howlers weren't worried about finesse they were focused on destruction. Kane's aim was simple: overwhelm the other teams and watch them burn.
Trees shatter. Thunder cracks. The arena a simulated jungle with alien terrain and shifting gravity pulses with raw primal energy.
Beast Combatants
Raavok, the storm lion, tears through the underbrush, mane crackling with volts.
Cerberis, the three-headed Void Hound, stalks low and fast, shadows coiling around him.
Avaara, cloaked in winds, her twin daggers hum with Elemental Dominion.
Draykahn, scales of magma and flame, lets out a war cry that shakes the canopy.
Above it all, floating in the shimmering Rift sky:
Zalthorion, arms crossed, eyes sharp. A god overseeing gladiators.
Earth - Twitch Livestream (Kai Cenat)
Kai Cenat: "WAITHE JUST ATE THAT LIGHTNING! BRO, CERBERIS IS BUILT LIKE THAT! I'd throw hands for him!!"
Chat explodes:
"CERBERIS 4 PRESIDENT"
"RAAVOK IS LITERALLY HIM"
"SOMEONE GET NASA ON THIS"
Back in the Arena
Raavok lunges. A massive paw crashes down where Cerberis had been a second ago.
The jungle quakes. Birds or something pretending to be birds scatter.
But Cerberis reforms out of shadow, one head biting Raavok's flank while the other two synchronize a howl, unleashing a shockwave of fear that even the camera drones begin glitching from.
Earth - Vatican Reaction Room
A digital projector plays the feed. Dozens of priests sit, stunned.
Young Cardinal: "This isn't demonic… it's evolutionary. Look at how they move. There's discipline."
Pope (quietly): "One of those beasts… bowed before a woman. Did you see that? Even monsters kneel to something."
Meanwhile, Avaara drops from the treetops, her eyes glowing silver. She activates Fury's Embrace and slices a bolt of lightning in half mid-air before it hits her.
Commentator from the Zenith Broadcast:
"Avaara counters Raavok's storm surge! Her fury grows her strength triples!"
Her leap toward Draykahn causes shockwaves, kicking up heat and dust.
She lands a dagger in his shoulder. Draykahn laughs, magma bubbling.
> "Yes… now we burn together!"
Earth - Hololive Stream
Gura: "I CAN'T BREATHE. Did you see Avaara's SLICE? She's like... anime Batman."
Calli: "Avaara vs Draykahn? Girlboss vs Fire Daddy? LET'S GO."
Chat: "THIS IS PEAK!" / "BEAST WARS > AVENGERS ENDGAME"
Back in the jungle
Raavok recovers. He digs his claws into the earth, pulling the storm down around him.
"Let thunder carry my voice ROAR FOR THE SKIES!"
A bolt descends. He eats it. His fur turns electric blue. With a single roar, he throws it at Cerberis the blast rips the jungle in half.
Cerberis goes flying.
But he twists mid-air, lands on all fours, snarling, and splits into three full-sized versions of himself.
Earth - Pentagon
A four-star general wipes sweat from his brow as analysts run simulations.
"This… this isn't AI. This is war doctrine. These creatures learn mid-fight."
CIA Director: "Attempt to contact Evolto. Send the diplomats. And prep the Peacekeeper satellite just in case…"
Back in the arena
Avaara and Draykahn collide in an eruption of steam and sparks.
Her blade meets his lava-hardened claws. Time feels slower around them. She snarls:
"You're fire. I'm the wind. Let's dance."
Earth - TikTok
A remix of Avaara's leap synced to a Doja Cat song goes viral.
VTubers start choreographing dances to it. The #AvaaraWindstep challenge trends globally.
One user captions:
"We may be dying tomorrow, but at least I'll dance like Avaara."
Final moments of the round
Cerberis (tripled), Raavok (storm-forged), Avaara (burned but grinning), and Draykahn (cracked but smiling)...
...stand in a circle of scorched jungle and lightning glass.
Suddenly
The Rift above flashes red.
Zalthorion's voice echoes:
"This round... is over. But the war… has only begun."
Earth - Everywhere
Silence.
Then... billions of phones buzz as a Rift Notification hits every device.
[Next Round Begins In: 24 Hours]
[New Challenger Incoming]
[Location: Unknown]
24 HOURS LATER
The Rift pulses like a living heart above a new arena.
The world holds its breath again.
A new battlefield emerges. Not jungle, not tundra but a field of shimmering, semi-transparent crystal, surrounded by endless void.
Sound echoes infinitely. Every footstep rings like thunder. Every roar becomes a chorus.
The Rift glows, parting like curtains.
CHAMPIONS: "The Stormbound"
1. Raavok the Storm-Lion – His mane now permanently crackles with electricity. His eyes glow a deep, stormy violet.
2. Avaara – Cloaked in tattered wind-scarves, daggers reforged by Zalthorion himself.
3. Draykahn – Lava veins now lined with obsidian armor, smiling through the heat.
4. Cerberis – Now fused into a single, terrifying form with six glowing eyes and three voices that speak as one.
The Rift Splits Again... and Thunder Cracks in Reverse.
Announcer (Ancient AI Voice):
"CHALLENGERS FROM SECTOR DELTA-9. THE VOIDBOURNE TRIUMVIRATE. SENTIENTS WHO BOND ONLY THROUGH DOMINANCE."
And then they appear silent. Towering. Impossible.
NEW TEAM: "The Synapse Pact"
1. Kry'skith the Mind Harrower
Insectoid titan wrapped in translucent membranes.
Eyes glow blue.
Bonded to: Elithra, a calm woman with violet skin and runes over her skull. She speaks through thought only.
> "Let us peel their thoughts like bark from trees."
2. Bahmuul, The Mirror-Crusher
Elephantine beast made entirely of reflective crystal plates.
When struck, he copies the attack and returns it tenfold.
Bonded to: Ka-Len, a stoic war-monk whose heartbeat is synced with the beast. His heart glows through his robe.
3. Shaadar the Dread Bloom
A floating floral entity dripping acid and spores that sing lullabies.
Tentacle-like petals move in hypnotic rhythms.
Bonded to: Yenya, a childlike alien girl with glowing tears and a silver violin.
"I only make the pain soft."
4. Vorak-Thess, The Cagebreaker
A massive beast bound in rusted chains.
Every time he takes a hit, a chain breaks, and he grows.
Bonded to: The Unnamed Voice, a speaker that speaks in all languages at once, with no visible pilot.
Cut to Earth People Losing Their Minds Again
Kai Cenat (Twitch):
"YO THEY GOT A FLOWER THAT SINGS YOU TO SLEEP AND MELTS YOUR BRAIN? I'M OUT!"
Gura (Hololive):
> "Yenya's… kinda cute. But in a don't-trust-her-or-she'll-eat-you way."
TikTok explodes with edits of Vorak-Thess breaking his chains set to aggressive music.
> #CHAINBREAKERCHALLENGE trends.
Match Begins
No countdown. Just a blink. The Synapse Pact moves in unison.
Bahmuul stomps, sending a soundless shockwave toward Avaara. She vanishes into the air. Appears behind Yenya
But the violin hums.
Avaara freezes. Just for a second. Long enough for Shaadar's vines to wrap around her ankles. Acid sizzles.
Raavok barrels in, ripping vines and slamming a paw into Shaadar's face.
But his paw passes through. An illusion. The real Shaadar blooms behind him and opens a maw full of silver needles.
Cerberis bites first. Rips petals from root.
"We are ONE and MANY."
To be Continued