Meanwhile,back on earth. Following the destruction of earth after the demon attacks and the aliens no longer leaning on the earth's denizens,trouble was brewing in space. A child of God has run loose and amok. A person who has escaped both earthling public criticisms and pleas of restraint as well as alien warnings of the deliberate twisting and perversion of nature itself and all that is good. Here we see a man who Good would let into the afterlife just so he could take a closer look at this madman's doings. Here the child is working deep in the recesses of an abandoned burned out satellite.Space debris. And inside, a necromancer was hard at work, with delirium in one hand and a morbid curiosity in the other. Below him on a table their lay a body. Various pen markings were detailed on the body. Stitching here and their kept the body together. Looking around in the dark,we notice a lot more bodies, all mismatched. He is preparing for war. The Well of Souls, the last scion of the Old Ones. Shantak was the beast and the Well of Souls the master. There is work to be done. We look outside the space debris. We see creatures of insane shape moving around,swimming throughout space. Nearby the table, a small box with enough room to stick a small stack of papers lie. Among pictures and diagrams of various creatures and anotomy.
Meanwhile in Hiligree, there lie a student of magic pouring over some sort of ancient playing cards. She holds one up and out from out of the card comes a giant mantis. She pulls out another and out pops out an angel,its robes white and billowing,chains and a sword in both hands.
In another part of the world in Abel, a armored soldier is feverishly working on a small stone tablet. With one final twist of his pen,it then unleashes a dragon. It has dark scales of magma, batlike wings it soars and roars into the night. The armored soldier grins at his success. Under the watchful eye of a giant of a man. Covered in the bones of a dragon fashioned as armor.
In the multiverses tallest mountain,in a dungeon full of monstrous guardians there lies a mage who is using his powers to become a creature that is immortal. Giving him all the time in the world to study and gather all the knowledge in the worlds. To become powerful. What he doesn't realize is, is that is all he would be doing,for no purpose whatsoever. Around him inside his tomb,dead bodies are given life via paper talismans draped over their heads with gold wire. They await their master's glorious resurrection. A pendant lies attached to his neck,its gem glows with an unholy green.