The night of Pandemonium ended with the beginning of a new phase for demons. Nothing would have been this simple without the outer gods and Framtida who could see more into the future than I could have guessed.
To be able to see far ahead and see multiple futures as well. It was definitely unsettling. Especially the words where he said that I was the one who destroys and saves this world.
In a way I was saving it right now. No, not in a way. I was pretty much quite seriously saving this world. But that mattered little to me.
I wasn't, of course, the only who could use spirits. The older angels, gods and demons were quite proficient with it and could open enough doors for people to start moving in and out.
We had planned to stay in heaven and attack the dungeon as soon as we could, but preparing for it would be for the best.
And with preparation also came time to manage stuff.
And so.
