Days passed into months, and the Path of Legend was still lively. Aborigines of the lesser galaxies were searching for fortuitous opportunities. Some were killed by hidden dangers, and some ended up turning slaves of the aborigines of the middle galaxies.
Still, some natives of the lesser galaxies were able to resist with their luck and the opportunities they had claimed in their respective galaxies.
However, in the past months, the people of the lesser galaxies who were resisting and remained hidden discovered something unusual. The arrogant people of the middle galaxies seemed to be gathering in a certain region of the Path of Legend, and they were hunting down the Path of Legend creatures and capturing them alive.
But these hunts weren't limited to just those mindless creatures; the people of the middle galaxies seemed to have gone crazy, and they were capturing anyone and anything that didn't belong to the middle galaxies.
