A world with three moons, and a dark, murky mass of mana floating in the sky. In this place where all breathing things were filled with hostility for one another, the races that reigned as rulers were gathered in a circle. They were bizarre beings, chilling to even look at.
One of them opened its mouth. It was a child, the most ‘human-like’ among those gathered here. -I have one piece of good news and one piece of bad news. The child smiled faintly, then looked around and asked. -Which one would you like to hear first?
At that, the largest of the Demons bowed its head and requested. The eighth in rank among the twelve Demons. It was Octiens. -I wish to hear the bad news first. -The energy of the Demon Realm has finally been depleted. -!!!!!
Quisque spoke with an innocent face, but the other Demons around him wore expressions that said the inevitable had come. Was it because the races of the Demon Realm had grown stronger by devouring each other? Or was it because Quisque had been steadily siphoning the Demon Realm’s energy?
If it was the former, it was inevitable; if the latter, it was irresistible. For even if all the remaining Demons combined their powers, they could not stand against Quisque.
Whoooosh…….