In a vast room, made of Kakrmore; a combination of world core materials. There stood ten beings, with one male sitting on a throne leisurely. Of his four arms, two rested on the armrest encased with hand guards crafted from the rarest gems; eyes of a Khaos-kin. The deceased spawns of that abomination ruler of darkness.
He raised a leg and listened to the report, making himself comfortable on his throne crafted from the Ashes of the same Khaos-kin with the combination of several universal cores.
It had been hard coming to this domain; he had to take advantage of the ruling Khaos-kin fighting his mutated brother to enter.
As the younger brother of the next Tyrannical ruler, he had always been forced to serve. Now though, he sat in the place of the ruler while his brother is being dealt with. Taking his throne, his woman, and killing the previous ruler. Made him satisfied. It is just it cost him their own Domain and multiverse.
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