In the capital of the Calmeo Empire in the throne room, Steyan sat silently while relaxing. Vimos popped into the air and smiled at him. Steyan looked at him with a small smile, it was nice to see a friend again after the Demon Surge.

Speaking of friends, Liaton got greedy in the Demon Surge and got himself killed, his empire almost fell to ruin because of his death, luckily, one of his sons managed to stabilize the empire and became emperor.

“Are you here about the Trensa sap?”

Vimos nodded and Steyan shook his head.

“I don't need the Tresna sap anymore,” Steyan said happily. “I also don't want to lose my empire like Liaton.

Vimos sighed and spoke, “I’m not going for the Tresna sap either, I just came to make sure my last friend didn't die.”

Steyan nodded and the two became silent.

“Hey,” Vimos broke the silence. “That goblin and Necromancer plans on waging war, what do you plan to do about them?”

“I can't really do anything to them, they’re too powerful.” Steyan said with a sigh.

“I guess they are too powerful,” Vimos said silently. “Anyway, call me if you need me.”

Steyan nodded and Vimos disappeared from the throne room. Steyan sat in silence and thought about the future, truly everything felt strange, for now that is.

Far away from the Calmeo empire in a castle on a cliff and by a waterfall, there was a dungeon. There were many cells in the dungeon but only one cell had a person in it. The person in the cell was Gonia Nal Tawn. He had been tortured by Galvion for so long and healed by him for so long that he wondered if there will ever be an end to his misery.

Many footstep sounded in the halls and Gonia wondered if he was hearing things. Men in robes with weird tattoos came into his view. To Gonia, they looked like a bunch of cultist.

One of the cultists screamed happily. “Gonia, the sinless, we will free you today.”

Gonia looked at them with shock and hope. Perhaps today will be the day when he was finally free. A cultist that seemed to be the leader took out a wand. The wand was made of metal and had a ruby on top of it. The cultists leader tapped the wand onto the cell bars and the cell bars melted.

The other cultist went in and started using keys that seemed to be forged by dwarves. Quickly, they broke his lock away one by one. Soon, Gonia had no locks left on him. Gonia got up and looked at the cultist around the room. He felt joy that he hadn't felt in a long time.

“Hahahahahahah,” Gonia gave a hearty laugh.

He then unleashed his rank 8 aura which killed every cultist instantly.

“Galvion, today is the day you die,” he roared with madness.

He shot towards the roof of the castle and into the sky. Looking around the world which he hadn't seen for a long time, he smiled and started laughing more. Truly, freedom was the best, Gonia thought to himself.

He then noticed something and looked down towards the land. He saw many elves, it seemed they were here to destroy the cultist who were trying to free him. Among the elves, he spotted many beutiful elves, one of which he particularly liked since she reminded him of his wife who he dominated into submission. He reached out his hand and pulled her towards him.

Felta, who was fighting by Silna, wondered where his wife was flying off too. He looked towards Gonia who was pulling his wife and he shot forward with his cane. Gonia was surprised by Felta speed and Felta slammed his cane right into Gonia’s face. Gonia’s didn't feel anything, but he did flinched from the cane strike.

Feeling humiliated, Gonia casted a fire spell on Felta and the entire land started burning and heating up. Cultists and elves alike screamed in pain. Silna, who saw her kinds in pain, used a spell that protected them from the heat.

“I will end you all,” Gonia roared.

The aura of a rank 8 came forward and everyone felt immense pressure on themselves. A space crack opened and Galvion and Merinna walked out. Gonia looked at the two and immediately felt rage.

Around the planet Dayna, beings of rank four were ordered to start weaving spells. Deep in the darkness of the ocean, Tyroceous opened his cold blue eyes, he immediately started casting a spell. A lonely mountain on the continent of Mianol started shaking and Golian started casting a spell.

In a fiery pit of magma, molten magma rose and started casting a spell. A giant tree with branches touching the cloud started casting a spell. A golden dragon sleeping opened its golden eyes and started casting a spell. A leviathan that swam deep in the desolate ocean opened its black eyes and started casting a spell.

A giant quetzal moved its head up from the clouds and started casting a spell. On a continent where only black rocks and small vegetation exist, a pitch black crystal humanoid giant stretched its hand and casted a spell. Deep under the sand under intense pressure, a sand worm moved and started casting a spell.

There were many more that started casting spells. These spells were all around the planets and they started connecting and weaving with each other. They would combine to create a super spell Galvion personally created. A spell he used to capture hundreds of gods, a spell he called Hesdania. This spell was meant to not only capture gods, it was also meant to take down Dayna, but Jay did that for him.

Now that he had everything back, Galvion wanted to crush Gonia hope one last time. Galvion could easily kill Gonia with a snap of his finger right now, but he wanted Merinna to get her revenge.

Gonia felt a spell activate and a huge force that restricted his mana fell on him. He fell to the force of gravity but Merinna caught him. She looked at him coldly. She then took out some Anola and Denola essence that were in bottles. Gonia watched in horror as Merinna made him drink both bottle. Slowly, Gonia felt his soul start to disentegrate and he cursed in agony.

Merinna took a deep breath, she smiled and walked back into the space crack. Galvion looked at the elves and resurrected every one of them. He then went into the space crack and the space crack closed.

On the moon, hologram Jill watched everything and she smiled. She quite liked watching the things happening on Dayna.

She spoke to herself, "Let's see now, Gonia Nal Tawn."

She searched through the archive of the planets memory and found Gonia life story. Gonia was prophesied to become a rank 8 so every god had great expectation for him. When Gonia was tortured by Galvion, some gods tried to gain his favor by helping him, while other wanted to see him dead.

The gods never directly interfered against Galvion, unless they wanted the hostility of Dayna. The same Dayna that was plotting to use Galvion to kill the gods. Dayna would have succeeded since Galvion was born and created under its control, unfortunately, an unexpected variable called Jack JJ Jelly showed up. From then on, the rest was history.

"I wonder where you are now," Jill thought to herself.

Felta came to Silna and helped her up. She thanked him and he looked towards the high elves who ordered every rank 3 elves to come this place. The high elves had said Galvion would show up here and they had to kill him. Galvion did indeed show up but he was too powerful.

Thinking about how all the elven race rank 3s could be annilatated, leaving the elves home vulnerable, Felta became angry. He walked up to the high elves who were all rank 2s.

“Give me a good explanation or none of you will be leaving this place alive,” Felta said calmly.

Silna understood what he was doing. Although she didn't agree with what he was doing, she understood the reason behind it.

The high elves felt intimidated under Felta gaze and an elf king came in front of them. He got in a defensive position and looked at Felta with some fear.

“Felta, just let bygone be bygones.”

“No,” Felta replied coldly, “this expedition could have caused our race main power to disappear. Once that happens, our race would have become nothing more than plaything.”

The Elf king looked around and saw that many supported Felta’s action. They all wanted an explanation from the high elves. Seeing that the majority supported Felta, the elf king backed away. The high elves became extremely nervous and one of them came to confront Felta.

“Do as you must, we have indeed made a horrible mistake.”

Felta sighed, “No more wars,” he said softly, “lets go home now.”

Felta didn't like the high elves, but he knew that they had family and loved ones back home. There was enough bloodshed. Felta wanted to go back to their homes to live in peace. Hearing Felta’s words, everyone decided to go home peacefully.