A grandfather clock ticks in an old house, each chime is the personification of life in an abandoned home where spirits roam asunder from the cycle of reincarnation. Damned lays those who have given up, and rebirthed are those who have fought through hell and back. The pyre of souls ignition, the heat from the fire of their life, only emperors deserve to walk this path of calamity. Slowly the chiming stops when the soul has become weary. Then crimson life vanished as a flame snuffed out during the storm.

Within Shenzi's Soul mystic thunderstorms are rampaging. The Dao of Chaos and Destruction are running amok, continually destroying and revitalizing. With the maximum output of Devastation activated, Shenzi has no time or power left to deactivate his Hyper Simulation which has pushed past the limit reaching 365%.

The difference between the Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, and Maximum Devastation. Each level built upon the foundation of the previous stage. In the form of Maximum Devastation which is the most severe, revitalization no longer flows.

Just like a commander mounting his war horse and partner in life and death. Until it became conquered under the dominance of its bearer, It will fight back by biting, kicking, throwing and even spitting on the commander when he is already down.

In this case, unless Shenzi awakens the rightful Emperors Intent sleeping within him, Devastation will absorb his life in retaliation.

Seconds turn into minutes, and minutes turn into hours. Each passing moment just like broken fragments of ones dreams broken into pieces. Shenzi's life force deteriorates, Spirit Force weakening, the Intermediate three-layered Purgatory Pagoda rumbling and cracking. The previous heartbeat that was as sharp as a blacksmith forging his weapons becomes slow and quiet, like the deathly beauty of an enchanting forest of fairies with no sound.

It was then fear began setting in with Badonka Donk Chick and Little Wonder. Both start yelling out in extreme fear and rage "Count you mother fucking asshole. That is masters one and only precious son. Do you have any idea how much torture our souls would go through after killing her son? Do you mother fucker!"

"Ah ah ah aaaaahhhhh, you foolish morons. Death makes emperors! What you missed I had noticed, this kid smells of Emperor's Intent. Only through 'death' can he awaken. Moreover, only through this way can we allow master's soul to sleep in peace after her time runs out. Obtaining the Emperors Nucleus is his only chance to destroy Aran the Demon Lords puppet."

"The both of you should remember, while we humans had lived peaceful, we did indeed have our wars against each other. However, when the day was over, we were still human. Now that the Demon Lord has already attained an inkling of a new path to immortality, this kid's most significant fortune will be an Emperors Awakening. Now shut up and put your faith in this kid. We cannot help him personally but, our blessings can support him just enough to have a slight chance to survive."

Six hours on the outside world cruelly pass. With each passing hour, the will of evolution burning bright as could be, finally just like an end-game boss there are only so many 'ultimate forms.'

The development Shenzi is going through comes to an end, just like the anticipated rainfall cut short after a long drought.

With each passing second thousands of curses course through devouring Shenzi, Dao, and 'Will' intents fail. With various types of punishments for every fail, Shenzi's organs start to shut down, giving up supporting the foolish actions of the host.

Shenzi falls powerlessly down to the ground. Making a loud thump sound, and his body no longer listening to the demands Shenzi orders out.

Images of his peaceful village back on earth fly by him. The night Adria took her own life, the hands he used to kill all his family friends and his brother. The 'father' that rose him since as far back as he could remember. Indomitable, and just like a towering mountain holding the world on his shoulders.

Just like any other person in different galaxies and worlds. The world is unfair if you fail to evolve the fault lays in you and your incapabilities.

Tears stream down from Shenzi's eyes, unable to bring his lover back with him, the hundreds of thousands of lives of his people in Reinhardt city relying on him. A suffocating pressure lifts itself off of his shoulders.

Shenzis hair turns silver, his body shrinking in muscle mass and weight. The 'sun' in his eyes collapses on itself. Just like the colour of ash, Shenzi's eyes lose their previous colour. To him, the world becomes unbearably cold. Every inch of his body is feeling like 1,000 tonnes.

His senses shut down, what felt like an eternity within just seconds. Before his soul sets ablaze one last time, the anguished sound of his mother travels into his soul sea. "Son no matter what happens, stay true to the reason why you have been fighting for so long. Do not pick the path of l...."

Shenzi's surroundings change in the space of pitch blackness. An archaic voice sounds into his soul sea "This is the trial that has taken the lives of 12,973,238,192,873 Emperor Candidates, only 8 through all the worlds and galaxies have succeeded. You are by far the one with the strongest Emperors Intent I have come across in all my life, and I sincerely hope you do not disappoint me. No preferential treatment will be given your difficulty is increased by six-fold."

"On your left side, you have the path of life. On your right side, you have the path of death. The choice is yours however 99% have fallen to a stupid mistake."

With his soul able to somewhat feel the existence of the two paths. The closest to 'examining' both ways of life and death, Shenzi feels a threat to his life hiding in both paths.

Before the last warning from his mom, and the second chance that probably is never given by the voice. Shenzi concludes there has to be a third path that is the real ticket to regain his life.

"You have passed the first trial, and now the real challenge begins." both paths of life and death combine into one path. Unlike before, there is now an equilibrium this new path brings a 50/50 chance to succeed or to fail.