He was angry — not merely because his plan had been thwarted, but because it had happened again. This was not his first failure.
In the past, when he tried to kill Jaze… when he attempted to create the ultimate speed… each effort had ended the same.
This was his two hundred and third failure.
Yet, he was unfazed. Every failure was merely a step toward his grand design.
"Master, the deployment of the search team has been set in motion."
"Be thorough in your search for the book. Leave no stone unturned."
"Yes, Master."
In the near future, the world would fall into a far worse state than now — all because of Jaze and Shita, the catalysts of destruction. And it was his duty to prevent that.
The situation had grown dire ever since Jaze made contact with Shita. Now, he sought the Book of Liv — a relic said to grant the deepest desires of its holder.
With the Book of Liv, all of his struggles would finally end.
He desired a world free from powers — a world where the strong could no longer abuse their gifts.
He would purge the world of its very essence and restore the universe to its original state — before the Vintage Event.
No powers. No abilities. Only living beings, existing in harmony.
The gods, the arch-demons, the humans — he would strip them all of their might.
For that was Dimitri's — no, the one called the Universe's — true purpose.
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