Most of Aeden's guardians gathered in the great hall of the Sacred Divine Palace of the Deva Race. Atlas the Titan's champion, a towering figure with an aura of greatness, entered the hall. All eyes were fixated on the great titan for a moment. Until he was followed by mightier individuals showing off even more greatness; the skyfathers, fathers of the gods: Odin, Zeus, Ra and Osiris, Shiva, Bhrama, Amaterasu and Amatsu, Toci, Alom and Nyame. Leading the Angels were the 7 Archangels: Saint Michael, Saint Gabriel, Saint Raphael, Saint Uriel, Saint Saraqael, Saint Raguel, and Saint Remiel. Everyone in the great hall were astonished by the display of power. The Leader of Deities, Enu, High Father of the dragons, covered the the sky above the Sacred Divine palace, he descended to the great hall transforming himself to a handsome young man.
In the middle of the great hall was the Emperor of the Deva Race. An old man with an orange skin and silver hair and beard producing an aura equal to the gods, Xi an. As everyone settled down, Emperor Xi immediately started "My lords with a heavy heart, i share with you this pain as we have suffered a greater price than victory! We lost many of our brothers, our sisters, our sons and our daughters!".
"This goes beyond our own understanding Emperor, but who were these invaders? one of the generals of the Deva army asked.
"Who will be punish Emperor?" one of the spectators shouted. Also in the great halls were the leaders of other races.
The Emperor fell silent.
"What i don't understand is, with all the gifts of our guadians, they did not even notice these invaders coming?!" from afar is one of the Demon Lords shouting in rage at the guardians.
Everyone was stunned and was fearful, as they fear that the Demon lord's words has offended the guardians, but everyone was still in silence. Even the guardians lost someone important to them, and they knew in their own heart that it was their failure that cause everyone's grief.
"Demon Lord Sparda! Please calm yourself!" the Emperor was shock, but what made the Emperor more stunned was the silence of the omnipotent guardians. Such words are blasphemous to itself.
"I understand how you feel Demon lord." Atlas finally spoke. " We are also looking for answers. And we believe we can get them from these things." With a snap of his fingers, thousands of strange white metallic boxes suddenly appeared infront of them. When you look closer you can see beings sleeping inside it.
One of the angels close to Atlas took closer look inside to strange objects. "These are children!" Saint Claire reacted. Then suddenly a bolt of energy attacked Saint Claire but Atlas manages to pull her before it made any harm. Several spectators were talking among themselves, most of the were in shock of the content inside those strange boxes.
"Indeed they are Saint Claire. Thanks to Lord Hermes and the skyfathers we were able to find these boxes. There are about ten thousand of them, and we believe there are more." Atlas explained.
"But i cannot sense any malice from them." Saint Claire focuses her intent to the strange objects. "All i feel from them is pain and a great loss. Not from the war but from something else." She suddenly became teary eyed.
Atlas watched and listens to his comrade in arms and suddenly, the Demon Lord Sparda shouted again. "Destroy them! Lord Atlas for our fallen brothers, I demand you to destory them! My father and brother died because of them!"
Saint Claire was in disbelief. The other spectators were confused on what to do. Some of them wanted revenge and some empathized with Saint Claire. The other guardians were silent, listening and letting the crowd decide on what to do.
"Demon Lord Sparda, I welcome you to try destroy one of them." Atlas spoke. The demon lord smiled and jump ahead infront one of the boxes. Saint Claire listened and watched in disbelief and "No! I forbid you Demon Lord Sparda!" Saint Claire stopped Sparda.
"Let him Saint Claire. Trust me." Atlas whispered
it in confidence. She then realize the energy surge produced by the boxes a moment ago.
The demon lord brought out a sword that is emitting a powerful aura. He then waved his hand across the blade and suddenly the runes embedded in it glowed. The demon known as Sparda, was born from the water demon tribe, is one of the strongest swordsman in Aeden. Sparda is considered at par against a god in swordsman ship. Because of his mastery of the sword, it lead him to become a Demon Lord at a young age.
"Water is formless. My sword is formless. My sword is my extension. This is my true self." Sparda chanted and strikes the boxes with multiple powerful slashes.
The spectators were helpless watching the demon lord destroy the boxes. Saint Claire's heart raced and still crying in disbelief despite Atlas assurance.
Then a huge explosion threw the demon lord Sparda several meters away from the boxes. Everyone felt that the attack from Sparda was capable of killing a god but their jaws dropped as they watch the demon lord Sparda blown away. They then immediately looked at the boxes once the smoke were cleared and were even more shocked in disblief. The boxes were still on the same condition before they were attacked. "What is going on?" Everyone asked the same questions.
Saint Claire was relieved nothing happend to the boxes and shows no concern over the fallen demon lord. Atlas smirked and laughed. "Hahaha.. Forgive me Demon Lord! That was me blown away hundreds of meters away few days ago. Please someone heal the demon lord." Atlas then turn to the audience. "Is there anyone who can open one these boxes you are welcome to try!"
The hall was dead silent and in everyone's thought was, it will be impossible to open them without being harm. Even the demon lord's and a titan's caliber was not enough. Then suddenly, in the ocean of silence, a voice spoke among the crowd. Everyone's eye followed the voice and lock into some one dressed as an elven messenger.
"Excuse me Lord Atlas! If I may, I would like to give it a try!" Adam finally spoke.