[Supreme World.]
The air at this altitude was thin and crystalline, almost too pure for mortal lungs. Sunny stood on the highest mountain in the whole world, a jagged peak that pierced the clouds and looked down upon creation. He stared at the ten gateways before him, towering worlds that currently showed no life, only the swirling, concentrated essence of the single element that resided in each.
"Soon... Once I get hold of the last beast, I can then fully awaken these worlds, and a new race will be born." He said, his voice carrying the weight of absolute authority. His arms were folded behind him, his coat flapping in the relentless wind that howled around the summit.
