In another corner of the Spiritual Realm, beside a large body of water that resembles a lake, five figures can be seen together. The first one looks like an enchanting woman that appears sparsely dressed, her womanly curves can be almost perfectly seen with not much left for imagination. Her black hair reaches down her knees, shiny and luscious. Her complexion is of an attractive caramel color. However, she has a snake-like tongue, and her eyes, though beautiful reflects corruption and lust. The second person appears to be her twin, and they almost have the same body shape. This person appears to be feminine, but a masculine air could be felt on its person. It also has a snake-like tongue, but its eyes are not as beautiful its twin, instead they look like that of a reptile’s. The woman is called Agkui, the deity that causes men and women into sexual excess, the one that looked like a man is called Tagbayaw, the deity that incites incest and adultery among Mortals. These two beings are always together and appears to be enjoying each other’s company.

On their left, is a shadowy figure whose whole body seems to be composed of ferocious looking faces. This creature does not have eyes, and nose, there is only a mouth that is full of sharp teeth and looks like it is salivating constantly. War cries and howls of sadness and anguish could be heard from the many faces making up the body of this creature, the sounds created by these faces could weaken the will of any person who hears them. This creature is the Busau (Busao/Busaw). A horrific creature that takes delight on the wanton destruction of humankind. They would at times incite wars, bloodshed and acts of vengeance, and at times causes famine, epidemics and calamities on whoever person or group of people, they would fancy. From time to time a guttural sound could be heard from this creature.

Standing some distance away from Busau, is a figure of a young man. He looks handsome with his undercut hairstyle and clean-shaven face. His eyes are of colored blue with pupils of gold, his nose is something that most men and women would want – a straight-edged nose. The young man has four arms, and each arm is holding an item. His first and second hands are holding a handheld gaming device he is playing on; on his third arm he is holding a gambling chip which has the colors white on the front, and red on the back, every now and then the young man would flip the chip; regardless of the color that appears on top, the young man would smile. His fourth arm is holding a translucent, brown bottle, there is a liquid inside that exudes an intoxicating and addictive scent. Sometimes the young man would drink the liquid that seems to never run out, on other times he would smell the scent being exuded by the liquid - a look of ecstasy could be seen on his face every time he does this. This young man is also dressed luxuriously, wearing expensive branded clothes and shoes. The young man prefers to be called “Sam” but in the Spiritual Realm he is known as Mangilala, the god of temptation.

The fifth is another woman. As opposed to Agkui’s enchanting appearance, this woman looks more homely and kind, but no warmth could be felt from her presence. Instead, deathly cold could be felt from her aura, everything around her in a 30-meter radius is dead, from the grasses on the lake’s shores to the fishes swimming on the shallower part of the water. Her eyes, the same with her appearance looks kind, but in its depth is a piercing cold that only exudes death; her lips of dark violet. She has a pale, white skin. Her hands, though it looks graceful has bony fingers. She has an ankle length of hair that starts black at its roots then gradually fades to white when it reaches her ankle. She is also covered in grey robes with geometric designs that dominantly shows the moon. The other beings, for whatever reason seems to keep their distance from her however, she does not mind though. She is Sidapa, the goddess of death and one of the rulers of the Mortal realms called Kamaritaan (Earth).

These five powerful beings are either sitting or standing next to this lake, each minding their own business, and does not interact with anyone else, except for Agkui and Tagbayaw. Aside from the chatter of Tagbayaw and Agkui, Busau's guttural growl could be heard. However, if one could have the ability to ask them what they are all doing in that place, they would all answer that they were waiting for someone.

A few moments later, the five beings looked across the lake, from a far they can see a dot that is gradually getting bigger. More time went by and the five of them can now see a boat ferrying a few people, seven to be exact. The passengers are all sitting on the boat, but for some reason, six of the passengers are covered in black substance that looks like a shadow and a mist at the same time. This substance obscures all the physical characteristics of the six figures. The one person whose face can be seen is that of an old man. Curiously as well, no one was driving the boat, it just floated towards the location of the Agkui and the rest like it is somewhat automated. When the boat reached the shore, its seven passengers alighted the craft and walked to the other group of five people.

“Took you long enough to reach here old man!” complained Mangilala.

“Hmph! As impatient as ever, you old child. Why cannot you wait patiently and quietly like Sidapa, you have been alive for thousands of years and you are still acting like a kid!” retorted Sitan, that’s right, Sitan was one of the seven people who alighted the craft.

“Hahaha! At least I am not powerless like an old man right now. Even though I am a deity of lower rank than you, at least I am not an “Elder Deity” only in name!” after hearing the retort from Sitan, Mangilala felt insulted and decided to pry open a sore spot on Sitan’s heart.

Hearing the insult from Mangilala, Sitan’s expression turned dark, and immediately, the area where they are now, became dark. The lake waters started to roil; big, black thunder clouds formed high up in the sky. Suddenly, a heavy pressure pressed down on to the five people. Sidapa looked fine, while the other four are struggling to resist the pressure. Agkui and Tagbayaw's faces sank; they are using each other for support and thus fare better than Busau, who is now kneeling on the ground, but on its almost featureless face, one could still make out a hind of fear mixed with crazed excitement, releasing low growls periodically. The one hit with the heaviest pressure is Mangilala who is now laying on the ground, with his face planted on the damp soil. He found it hard to even lift a finger. The six people brought by Sitan on the other hand is doing fine, seemingly being protected by that black mist surrounding their bodies. Meanwhile, Sitan, the cause of all this commotion is staring down in disdain on Mangilala.

“Even with my powers lessened, you still cannot stand up to an Elder Deity! It will do you well to remember that!” Sitan scoffed.

“Is this the reason why you called us here today Sitan? To show us how strong you are still?” Finally, Sidapa could no longer wait and asked Sitan.

Hearing Sidapa’s voice, Sitan immediately withdrew his powers, all the unnatural things happening around them has stopped and everything returned to normal. Agkui, Tagbayaw without second thoughts backed away when they noticed that the pressure bearing down their bodies has disappeared. Busau shakily stood up but did not move away. Mangilala, whos was pinned flat on the ground struggled to get up, when he was finally able to stand up, he also retreated, even farther than Agkui and Tagbayaw. Fear could still be seen in his eyes however, there is also a trace of resentment. He resented how Sitan humiliated him in front of the other deities, but he could only swallow it now. All he could do to wash away the humiliation is to drink from his seemingly bottomless bottle.

“It has been a long time Sidapa. Naturally, I did not call everyone here just to showcase my power, unless I am looking for humiliation. With you here, I would not dare if someone were only sensible enough not to provoke me!”

After saying the last sentence, he shot a glare at Mangilala who quickly avoided his gaze.

“T-Then what is your reason? You’re not so bored as to call us here just to chat right?” Agkui still feeling afraid also joined the discussion.

“I want to go to the Mortal realm!” without beating around the bush, Sitan immediately told them of his reason for calling them.

“You want to go to the Mortal realm? Are you crazy?!” Tagbayaw exclaimed. Busau on the other hand growled in alarm. It seems that it is of the same mind as with Tagbayaw.

“The higher Elder Deities have forbidden all of the Elder Deities from going to the Mortal realm. Not since the time of the Great Spiritual Conflict! They have sealed every spirit points in the Spiritual Realm, except a select few that allows those belonging to the lower ranks to visit the mystical cities and places on the Mortal realm. We are also only allowed to stay within the vicinity of those places, never going and interacting with the Mortals.” Mangilala also joined the conversation.

Sidapa, hearing Sitan’s answer was also shocked, she could not help but crease her brows, deep in thought.

“Sitan, have you forgotten what between you and Bathala thousands of years ago?” Sidapa asked.

“Of course not! That was the most humiliating part of my entire existence. I have a scar on my chest to constantly remind me of that event! Even with me changing my appearance, the scar still remains!” Sitan was agitated.

“That is my point, even if you can find a way to enter the Mortal realms using the remaining spirit points, how will you hide from Bathala?” Sidapa replied.