In one of the corners of Zandor stood a young man covered entirely by a large grey cloak. Everything about him was hidden and with his head to the ground, one couldn't see his features. There was a large sword strapped to his back and a strong aura emanating from him.
"To think that I would break through the shackles of the earth and proceed into Heaven by just supporting your father," the young man mumbled with a voice that was as clear as a spring brook.
His strength, just like all others on Zandor, improved greatly. It rose until it hit the peak of the Heaven Realm, where it finally ceased. Yet even in the calm he could feel his power knocking on the door of Nobility. He could break through right now if he wanted. But he would have to wait until he was in a quiet place to do so. For it was more prudent to do this.
"I guess I owe you more now," the young man lifted his head to reveal his handsome features. His green eyes stared intently at the Brute King's figure with a bit of adoration. His complexion was darker than a regular inhabitant of the Mainland and his aura carried a great demonic smell. This young man was the last member of the Silver Wolves; the one the others had never met yet only knew; he was the team's alchemist and the first person on Zandor to experience the Second Awakening; his name was Legion!
He who had once stolen the sword of the Western Emperor was now a wielder of great status. He had infiltrated the Dark Kingdom to keep tabs on the Dark Sword. And so far his identity remained a secret. As he grew stronger a demonic aura revealed itself within him, and earned him the trust of the upper echelon. In fact, now the Dark Sword trusted him so much that he had been chosen as its bearer, tasked to carry it around from place to place. It was he who brought it here. And he was awaiting its return. Soon a Dark Figure flashed past and landed before him.
"Let's get out of here My Lord," Legion swiftly gathered up the Dark Sword into a strange looking cloth with utmost respect. And then he fled the place. Luckily there was no one following him so he was able to escape unseen.
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"I cannot find it," Ray frowned as he spread his spiritual presence all over Zandor. After being accepted as a god of this world, he was able to feel everything in it. From the grass of the fields to the birds of the air, Ray could feel them all. But he couldn't sense the Dark Sword. For some reason this weapon evaded his senses."
"Address them Ray. They are afraid." Butler Fin's voice travelled to Ray, forcing him to stop his search. His could hear the soft murmurs of the people. He could hear them mumbling about how no matter how powerful he, Butler Fin and Indra were, they couldn't stop all the gods. He could feel their frustrations and their insecurities. He could tell that they carried a huge burden on their shoulders now.
"So this is what it means to be a god of a world?" Ray clenched his fists and said. He couldn't ignore their feelings or their emotions. They felt like a part of him. He could even hear the pleading voice of Zandor's Will. How was he to comfort the people? After all, they were right. They three alone couldn't stop all the gods. And with the 1st and 2nd Heavens embroiled in war, they could rule out Asgard and Olympus as allies. However, whilst Ray struggled a powerful aura forced its way into his Spirit. He could feel a potent power appear from the West. The elements were gathering up to riot, and the clouds were slowly gathering in the sky.
"He broke through?" Ray recognised the aura all too well. It came from his own home and belonged to his own son. This was Mane's aura!
*Boom*
The first lightning bolt shook the sky and the earth. And the people of Zandor were alerted to the strangeness of the situation. Darkness so great that one would have assumed that the entire world of Zandor had finally purchased a quilt, covered them. And many feared that the Dark God had returned.
"What is going on?"
"Is it the Dark God?"
"How can that be? Did he not just die?"
"Did the gods lie to us?"
Suddenly the ground shook and the earth quaked. The winds howled and the waters raged. Fire was born and chasms labored to birth forth space.
"Is this?" Butler Fin was leaving the Forest of Gloom with Indra when he sensed the changes. Indra who was next to him immediately went back to battle mode. However Butler Fin raised his hand to stop him from wasting his strength.
"That's Mane's aura. The little kid broke through!"
"Hahaha! Zandorians! Listen to me!" Ray who had no words previously was now full of them. His loud voice was like a sweet refuge for Zandorians as he proclaimed the words that filled his Spirit.
"The universe is a vast place. Many planets dominate the realms and several gods rule over it. This universe has faced several trying times. Wars have torn apart worlds and destroyed some god clans. To curb this chaos the universe created its own hero. It birthed its own protector. This protector was referred to as the Supreme!"
*Boom*
A large bolt of lightning lit up the sky in response to Ray's words. And with its appearance the tension of most was eased.
"Over the years there have been 6 Supremes. And each had the power to restrain the gods! It didn't matter how many: ten, hundred or a thousand. A Supreme could take them all! They were those who brought order when there was none and introduced chaos were it was meant to be!"
The hearts of the people were shaken. One against a thousand gods? Was that even possible?
"Oh yes it is possible! And now Zandor gets to find out for itself how true this is. For the 7th Supreme was born twelve years ago, and he lives here on Zandor!"
*Boom*
"Universe Will! Are you going to announce him or I should?" Ray screamed at the sky, and a charming voice that didn't seem to be affected by all the noise and chaos replied.
"VERY WELL, BRUTE KING RAY, FIRE GOD OF OLYMPUS AND WORLD GOD OF ZANDOR. I, THE UNIVERSE WILL, WILL NOT HIDE ANYMORE."
"HE IS THE ONE CHOSEN TO RULE IT ALL. BORN OF THE ABSOLUTE QUEEN AND SIRED BY THE BRUTE KING HIS HERITAGE IS VAST AND UNCONTESTED. A MAN OF TWO HEAVENS: GODCHILD OF ASGARD AND GODLING OF OLYMPUS!"
"ALL HAIL MANE HARBINGER, HE WHO IS ACKNOWLEDGED BY THE ALLVERSE. ALL SHALL PROCLAIM THE NAME OF THE SUPREME! FOR HIS PATH IS UNCOMMON AND HIS FATE SURE."
"ALL HAIL SUPREME EMPEROR MANE HARBINGER!"
"ALL HAIL THE ONE, TRUE MONARCH OF THE TRUE UNIVERSE!"