494 Eight Years Later (1/2)
Eight years later.
After Daniel's improvised escape from the spiritual world, his universe fell into a state of orderly chaos.
In these eight years, following the orders of the aspect of the Spirit, thousands of spiritual cultivators at the godhood stage had left the spiritual world, and used the connection between the physical dimensions in their possession to reach Daniel's. Their hope was to be the ones to fulfill their deity's request, but unfortunately, in just a few months time, the clans that inhabited the spiritual world had started to notice that something was amiss.
Whenever a cultivator would look for Daniel after entering his dimension, without a single exception, they would never come back. These disappearances came with no small degree of suspicion, as for spiritual cultivators, death would mean being sent back to the spiritual world, while these cultivators had disappeared altogether, almost as if they had been captured, and were being held somewhere.
After the disappearance of over a thousand of these cultivators, the spiritual clans had decided to interrupt their hunt, and instead, they had chosen to establish in Daniel's universe in order to gain enough power for a collective and final attack. This break in the hostilities had allowed for many other groups to rise with the support of powerful multiversal faction, and for numerous conflicts and wars to take place.
At the end of these eight years, Daniel's universe was governed by only five major factions, which ruled their sector of space while trying to trample over one another.. All but one.
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\”.. small matters aside, we have two more factions willing to enter our domain.\” Said a distinct old man with short and well kept hair. He was dressed in an extremely clean white shirt covered by a dark grey waistcoat, and tucked into dark grey pants of a similar fabric. In his hand, he was holding a stack of papers which contained the agenda of the meeting, which he was discussing with a man in his mid twenties, who was sitting with his legs crossed and facing the other side of the room, and right into a fireplace lit with black flames.
The room inside which this man was sitting was extremely dark, and aside from the feeble light that shone through the opening of the door and onto the young man's back, only a pair of beastly yellow eyes could be seen pointing at the old man holding the agenda. \”Who is it?\” he asked without turning back.
The old man tried to ignore the unmoving and menacing yellow eyes that were pointed at him, and said, \”One of these groups are the Void Dwellers, who have promised to never aid our competitors as long as you create a stable passage to this universe. I assume that they wish to move here, since you already possess what they have been trying to obtain since the times they moved into the void.. A full comprehension of space.\”
After a brief pause, the man continued by saying, \”The other faction is the Beastfolk Nation. They seem to have learned that discrimination towards their kin isn't tollerated here, and wish to move in.. but I believe the real reason is that they have wanted to join King Xargy and the rest of the dragonkin ever since you have defeated your.. Well, the Tamer.\”
\”You don't need to mention these matters to me, just bring them to Nova and Xargy. They can handle them on their own.\” Said the man who sat in the dark room with a slight degree of annoyance. From his tone, it was clear that he had had to repeat these words many times in the past, and yet, they had yet to sink in.
\”I did, but they insisted that I asked your permission before they could accept.\” Responded the old man before taking another small pause. He then scrolled through the pages he was holding, and added, \”I will tell them that you are okay with it. Speaking about the situation in the universe.. More blood cultivators have been pouring in by the day. They seem to have learned from the last few lessons you gave them, and have now decided to build their number before attempting another attack.\”
Once again the old man waited for the man shroud in darkness to respond, but after a few moments of silence, he decided to continue with his report. \”The spiritual factions are acting in a similar way, but they aren't openly building their numbers. Instead, they seem to have settled into our universe, and are mingling with the native factions and warring with those who want nothing to do with them.\”
\”The overall situation hasn't changed. The coalition of the Elemental factions has now merged into a single group which follows a new leader. Unfortunately, the name of this entity isn't clear. I have heard people call him the Elemental King, Mana's Ancestor, or the Lord of the Elements, but the elementals seem to refer to him as the Guard of Nature. Their group often clashes with the spiritual factions, which still sees them as living resources waiting to be turned into dead ones.\”
\”Similarly, the former Universal Government is now being controlled by that mysterious mercenary group that appeared a couple of years ago. Since this change of management they have gained power, which they have demonstrated in the clashes against the blood cultivators. Other than this, there is nothing else.\” At the end of the report, the old man removed his reading glasses, and hanged them by the pocket of his waistcoat. He then waited for the man shroud in darkness to respond.
\”Thank you, you can go.\” Said the man sitting in the dark, causing the old man to bow down respectfully, and walk out of the door, which he closed behind him, restoring the room's completely dark environment.
Once alone, the man shrouded in darkness opened his eyes, releasing a golden glow in the surroundings, which in turn softened the cold yellow eyes of the beast that stood next to him, right as they turned in his direction. \”Just because you are the king of hell, it doesn't mean that you have to scare everyone you see away.\” Said the man with golden eyes to his beast companion, which blinked twice while whimpering and growling in disagreement.