The world is stirring with the news that the Death Monarch is returning and people are all making plans.
The Three Giants moves and the news that appears afterwards had shocked the other Great Powers
the Crime Alliance who was very high profiled these past couple of years is now hiding, Void who was active suddenly seem to disappear into thin air, in England, the world seems calm and unchanging.
As this was happening on the coast of England, a weird longboat surrounded by green fog is slowly approaching Cornwall.
This man stands at the helm with his hand behind his back, looking over the revealing horizon.
The sound of the waves lapping over the coast of the beach where he alighted fill his heart
He sighed and look toward the distance and smiles
'I think I could leave him in my place' he mutters to himself and he shook his head.
'What is done is done. I need to see her. The time has come' he said as he sighs regretfully.
