Meanwhile, a wedding ceremony was in progress.

The inhabitants, unconcerned about the war that had just been declared and whose effects were not being felt, not yet.

All was luxury, celebration and happiness in the land of unicorns...

Emperor Yamamoto stood beside his wife, the Unicorn and Queen of Magestia.

All sorts of creatures, each one more fantastic than the next, had come to take part in the party. Of course the allies, but Magestia was a gigantic country. Resources were almost infinite and magic was everywhere.

The technology brought by the Japanese and somewhat Russian empire changed their way of life in the sense of having lighting, lamps and fixtures.

To get around, there were no roads but my magic was enough and domesticated magical creatures were faster and more comfortable than cars.

Magic was also more powerful than firearms.

A magic missile was more devastating than a rifle bullet. But firearms swept into the new world as they had in the days of the settlers and cowboys conquering the west.

The gunpowder was flowing, especially among those with little affinity for magic.

Magestia, being a strong and stable state, would resist and integrate technology in its time.

What interested Magestia was progress in surgery, which could be combined with magic.

The empire too was taking advantage of magic to enhance its power.

But now that they were married,

They formed a super Empire that took over two-thirds of the main continent. There were other continents, but they were almost inaccessible and the only access path was a passage guarded by 2 guardians, indestructible Sphinxes but bringing death fairly.

Unicorns, immortal, also kept all their youth, whether in human or animal form.

A few hours after the ceremony, an extraordinary council took place.

The population was carefree and had no idea of the terrible events that were taking place.

Then a column of light from the heavens struck the top of the tower and the chalice lit up.

Then a being came out of the light

Light and electric arcs probably of polarization, as if coming out of a portal, came out of the tips of its wings and feathers covered with gold.

His armour was beautiful.

But no one could see his face, covered with a hood embroidered with gold...

His presence put everyone down so overwhelmingly.

He had the presence and the aura of hundreds of dragons.

And, even the feasting and unsuspecting inhabitants knelt before the light that came down directly from the heavens.

He looked at the council members who were kneeling on the ground, from right to left.

He raised his arm so that Magestia could get up.

She was in Animal Unicorn and came to lick the hand of the angel who stroked her mane and she went to lie at his feet.

My beautiful Magestia... you are not to blame, I can feel it. You foresaw the future well. And your actions were always right.

"Mortals! My presence here is not the fruit of your prayers. For you do not pray enough and do not realize the happiness you enjoy. My presence here is necessary to warn you of a cataclysm that is being prepared.

Magestia, my most faithful unicorn has done well to crush the American empire, a land of corruption and now home to the horrible creatures of dragons.

Some dragons, however, have kept their way to the light and turned their backs on the darkness.

By the hand of Admiral Nobutake Kondō, I have punished the arrogant Ivan, Prince of Darkness and the Miserable Argentrix who cuddled up with the Avatar of Darkness. His exile will make him reflect on his actions and prevent their union from bearing fruit. This lineage, once noble, much older than the Devourer, who is only the shadow of their mother, before her downfall as an arch-demon now has sacrificed millennia of wisdom and kindness to welcome in their bosom the last 2 monsters of their species: Black Dragons.

Worse, corruption quickly spread to Sinistrar who ravaged his people with forbidden weapons to save his skin and the fallen dragons that followed him in his flight.

And finally, he spat on his son and daughter, who became dragons of light through their sacrifice and devotion to Bahamut, the dragon God of light. This is how he speaks of them having disappeared or being killed, but the truth is that they have strayed from the path of light.

All they have left is Ubtao, God of jungles and dinosaurs, but they are on their way to Tiamat.

Here I represent deities like Tyre, God of justice, Hond, God of crafts and building, Heaum, God of protection and guardians and others serving order and good.

This heavenly tragedy must end.

We have not been able to act directly because he has not violated any heavenly laws.

But at this very moment, your air forces are being torn to pieces by abominations, machines endowed with conscience, pseudo souls piloted by humans.

They are moving away from the light and into the infernal army.

But as they are not demons, we cannot intervene, it is an unjust and infernal battle. But since they are supporting humans, we have the right to support them as well.

That is why I have come to warn you of a terrible war. The American forces have allied themselves, or rather have joined the forces of hell, cut off from Earth.

We are preventing passage through portals by magic.

They use it industrially and abuse the extreme emergency use for which they were designed. Those who have abused them will be punished and the wars between worlds must end. Without reinforcements, the Americans will perish with the infernal army. And the earth will be isolated again. Punished a second time for breeding ground for heretics.

Thus our world will be purged of Sinistrar and his dracosires."

Then he turned to Magestia, who returned to her queenly form.

A snap of his fingers and a green sphere appeared, encased in a wall of crystals.

A wise man and magician stood by the queen.

Angel Metatron:

"I am the angel of death, but I am also the angel of life.

My child, Magestia, you have the honor of summoning a hero and his friends.

Those whom you judge worthy of the mission, you will place before the celestial globe.

They will receive the blessing of the gods of good and light.

Gather a team, train them, and kill Ivan.

Then he took his sword from a scabbard.

This is a celestial sword. It has the power to kill half a God.

Eliminate Ivan."

Sylvia dared, "But why do we have to kill him? Wouldn't capturing him and reasoning with him and sealing him be enough? To turn him into a child and seal his dragon nature?"

Metatron:

"You have a heart of gold, my child. I know it's not fair. But Ivan died once, and that's absolute. His soul, instead of resting where it should be, is still in a body, but this time in hell.

The monstrous Hydra of the underworld has either been kind again or has made a clever calculation by giving him his flesh. He sacrificed his eternity for immortality. Its soul is definitely attached to an immortal body. He has the body of a god without his soul being able to do so.

His death will be his salvation and he will be able, after having atoned for his sins and regained his legitimate family, to find the path of reincarnation.

But what is most to be feared is his loyalty and his naive goodness. He owes Tiamat a debt of gratitude, many even, and he will do everything to release the Devourer into this world.

Worse, he doesn't know it yet, but it's likely that once he's stabilized and in control of his powers, Tiamat will take over his body and become Tiamat himself. Nothing is ever free in hell...

Some of Ivan's old friends were sad for him...

The angel turned to them.

"In my divine goodness, I give you a volume of Life... It's a book where Ivan can live happily in a fairy tale... Open it and put it against his heart and he'll enter the book forever. You will be able to visit him and go in and out of the book but he will not be able to go out of it anymore. You can also write him adventures so he won't get bored."

He then gave a book protected by silver chains and an orb made of two snakes biting their tails.

He will nevertheless be able to get out thanks to the symbol of the 2 snakes, in contact with the horn of a unicorn, only and only then and in the form of a child, the dragon sealed in the book."

The children treasured the book. "Better than dying impaled by a sword...

Then the queen activated the sphere and... nothing happened.

The angel turned his head and looked, analyzed those present.

"Magestia, you already have your hero!"

Everyone turned their heads in the direction of... Navarre.