In the universe, the hall of gods revolves around a random planet, the planet's surface black and covered in cracks. Suddenly, in the main area, several people disappear, appearing above a green and blue planet. Solica looks down, and gazes silently at it's surface.
No one speaks until Droke exclaims, "I have had it, I am going to search for where ever this power source is."
He begins to fly towards the planet, no one able to even react in time as he rockets towards it. Suddenly, a large red field explodes in the distance, right where Droke was heading. Everyone who was at first slightly calm suddenly tighten as Droke goes flying past, soundlessly landing on a planet in the distance. A shockwave explodes from his impact as a wave of dust shoots across the planet's surface, like a powerful tsunami, completely unstoppable.
As no one moves, a figure slowly approaches from the encroaching darkness of space. His red eyes glow in the darkness as he waves his hand, a book appearing in his hand. He cuts his arm as he writes in the book for a few moments. He claps his book shut as a large red sphere appears around the group of gods.
Suddenly, sound can be heard as the book disappears, "This planet is under my protection. Any and all gods are forbidden from entering this planet or they will be thrashed."
Suddenly, a white comet appears from the darkness as it comes rocketing towards the crimson orb. The second the white light enters the ball, it stops as a disheveled Droke appears from within. As he is about to get angry and start yelling, but then he notices everyone is quiet. He swallows his anger as he floats towards his wife and is caught up by her about what The Author said.
Solica silently nods as she disappears, understanding the situation and who he is. 'How did Kurayami meet The Author? I came to check on his progress but if he caught the Author's attention...' she trails off as she disappears, returning back to the Hall of Gods.
However, before anyone else leaves, Droke speaks up, "What are you protecting?"
Everyone's faces pale, realizing that Droke has actually never met The Author before. The Author looks over at Droke silently, his eyes glowing with an ominous red light as he lets his killing intent flood the sphere. Droke shivers violently but stands firm, causing The Author to smile as he withdraws his killing intent.
"I am protecting my future pupil." He says with a goofy smile.
Droke stares at him for a moment before looking back at the planet, "Do you really think us gods will let that person live? He has to die, before he becomes a threat to us all."
Saluma walks to her husband's side, trying her best to hide her fear, "Yeah, he must be destroyed. I don't know how a human from Earth made it here but they still need to be killed."
The Author gazes across the group of gods, from the tall Orc, to the short child like figure. Everyone stays silent except the Orc as he steps up beside them. I nod, "So 3 of you oppose, alright. If all 3 of you can beat me, I will let you try to hunt down my pupil."
But suddenly, his carefree attitude disappears as his face becomes serious. "But if I win, I get to choose a planet each of you reside over and I become the new holder."
Saluma is about to disagree when Droke steps up, "Accepted." The Orc and Saluma stare in shock at Droke who's unyielding confidence seemingly makes his scales shine even brighter in the sunlight.
The Author smiles as his gauntlets flick with his tail, both seemingly irritated belief. His cloak begins to float as a creepy smile forms on his face, his eyes seem to glow brighter as a demonic voice resonates from his throat.
"Guess I will have to show you your place among the gods and goddesses, me who is at the pique!" He seemingly disappears before reappearing behind Droke, who quickly tries to turn around. He is unable to turn fast enough as the gauntlet slams against his side, sending him flying through space.
Saluma leaps back as a complex circle of runes appears above her hand, pulsing with life as she waves her hands. She aims her hands at Droke as he immediately stops and begins to glow with a purple aura, his eyes now black.
The Orc beside the cloaked figure pulls the axe off of his back as he swings towards The Author, his tattoos glowing with power. The Author watches as the axe glows with a blue aura, making his hair stand on end. But he doesn't move as the axe hits him, or so everyone thought.
He tightly grabs underneath the head of the axe with his tail as he swings himself beneath the large mass of muscles. He extends his claws a red sphere of blood forms within. He slices down on the inner thigh, and as he does, the orb explodes violently. A loud boom resounds as the Orc grunts in pain.
He swiftly swings behind him as The Author raises his hand, causing sparks to fly as the two weapons collide. The Author leaps back, only to have his senses warn him. He holds out his other hand as a glowing-crimson barrier appears in front of it, causing a beam of purple light to split as it fans out in all directions.
The Author gazes through the barrier as he tries to see who is the culprit to fire such a shot. Suddenly, he dodges as a flaming punch flies over his head, nearly missing him. The flames lick his cloak as it slowly begins to burn, but he has no time to worry as he quickly grabs the head of Droke, drenching it in blood. A red light explodes as it engulfs them both, the sound of a volcano seemingly erupting following after.
The fight between gods has begun, and there is no stopping it.