In an unknown location, Lord Thanos could be seen kneeling in front of a giant door, emitting ominous black energy that made the surrounding space twist as if drills were piercing through them.
[So, you mean to say even you, the strongest in the current world, failed to capture a little girl still wet behind the ears?] A voice came behind the giant door; this voice sounded ancient.
''My apologies, Lord, I have failed you, but it was because I didn't wish to kill that vessel. He might die in the future, but I want it to be by your hands.'' Lord Thanos explained with his head touching the ground in a sign of absolute respect.
The owner of the voice behind the giant door stayed silent. He knew his subordinate was speaking of Alex, the one their king, the Chaos Prince, had his eyes on. Alex might become chaos's vessel in the future, well, if he were to survive the incoming event, that is.
