After completely sealing A-6733, the Demon God stood amidst the devastated cosmic battlefield. Looking around, countless planets had been crushed, brilliant stars were reduced to gray, dark holes, and the beautiful Milky Way was now scarred with enormous spatial rifts left by the aftershocks of the recent Galaxy war. If things continued like this, Earth would soon self-destruct due to the loss of its gravitational and light balance.
"If this playground is destroyed, Alice Pandora's life will be ruined," the Demon God muttered. He smiled faintly, a strange smile a blend of primal brutality and a nascent humanity of a human girl.
The ancient god spread his formless arms. A pure, gentle stream of dark mana, unlike anything ever seen before, began to spread throughout the universe. Instead of destruction, this energy acted like a film reel being rewound. The planetary fragments began to automatically pull together, perfectly fused as if they had never been separated. Extinguished stars suddenly flared up again with brilliant blue and yellow hues, and deadly black holes were filled with new matter.
In just a few moments, the entire universe surrounding Earth was perfectly restored to its original state. The Demon God had used the power of an ancient deity to repair what he and A-6733 had destroyed. Earth continued to orbit the Sun, peaceful and calm as if a terrible battle had never taken place in space.
"It's done," he said to himself with satisfaction. "Now, back to the main task."