"Hurry, the seal will not hold for long. If this thing gets free, we are all screwed!"
"Fuck, just where did something like this come from?"
Many unknown people were panicking as they all rushed toward a large black orb that had many talismans around it. Inside the orb was something sinister, something that should not be set free.
That thing opened its eyes.
'Huh, where am I? I cannot move. Did I lose? Did I die? That cannot be. All that hard work just to die? Yenna, Wren, the slimes?'
His mind was becoming foggy and fading away. He was ceasing to exist.
But even as he slowly died, the voices from outside were still reaching him.
"How is it going?"
A tall man in holy armor walked in. His posture was calm but carried power. His facial features showed experiences from past battles.
"Sir Alexander! We are struggling to seal it. The seals keep breaking. At this rate, it will free itself."
