Lurking in the Chaos fog, Ion overlooked the large spread of land before him, his eyes glinting in an unknown and eager flash. He sensed the formidable strength of Chaos cruising in his body. At a glance, everything had succumbed to his power. This was true power. He didn't borrow this power from anyone—it belonged to him entirely instead. No one could steal this power away from him! He used to look forward to it so much, and didn't expect to fulfill his wish in this rather ironic fashion. But no matter what, he had done it and now, he also possessed a strong, formidable army. The Order barrier was also destroyed by the contamination of Chaos. And next, he only had to dispatch his army, and he could dominate the land of Order before him in the shortest time possible!
When that happens, this entire continent will be mine!
"Get ready…"
