The echo of the Dragon Ancestor's words continued to resonate in the minds of each of the demigods who had attended the meeting. Under the dim light of the stars and in the center of an ancient clearing where time seemed to have stopped, an unprecedented pact of cooperation had been sealed.
The races of the continent, divided by centuries of war and mistrust, now shared a common enemy: the Purgatory organization and its attempt to revive the fallen god.
The Dragon Ancestor, majestic and eternal, had shared his wisdom with a serenity that commanded respect. Each word of his was loaded with centuries of experience and knowledge.
The demigods, with their diverse personalities and motivations, understood the gravity of the situation. The fallen god had left traces of his corruption in various corners of the world, but no place had suffered as much as the Demon Realm.
