In the palace of the Purple Crystal.
Kane watched the platinum fish swimming around him.
"You, as the Red King, why is there not a single attendant in this palace, only these crystal creations?"
The Red King still maintained that high and mighty stance, saying: "How can those filthy ants be worthy of entering the king's palace? Only these beautiful creatures created by the king can move freely within the palace."
A beautifully crafted purple crystal fish slowly circled by his hand.
"I really want, I really want to speed up, to give them life; the perfect race I envision is about to appear."
"Unfortunately, you won't see such a spectacle. I'm tired of this; you can die now."
With that said, the Red King waved his hand, and a mass of crystal blades flew toward Kane.
Seeing this, Kane's lips curled slightly.
A seat made of steel appeared behind him, and he sat on it.
The seat floated up, rising to the same height as the Red King.
