A call sounded in the depths of the Phantasm Chaos realm, summoning a seemingly random assortment of Leviathans. No one outside of those who were called even knew about it, but very quickly it became obvious what the pattern between them was.
All those being summoned… were partners!
A certain thought flashed through their minds, but they denied it. How could it be possible? The whole reason their race had secluded themselves to their realm was so that this flaw of theirs could be fixed. So how could it suddenly have changed?
Yet indeed, that is exactly what happened. News spread that enough space had been created in the universe… for one more Phantasm Leviathan. Which one of those couples could give birth to that next offspring was entirely up to luck - for all of them would be provided with the resources required to give birth.
They did not understand, and they did not need to understand. It was a glorious day.
