Many galaxies far away, on a planet shining like gold, a being was situated inside a big room with a crystal on his hand.
"Nezha!? Tell me! Who has the Mythical ring!?" The being shouted through the crystal impatiently to get an answer.
SHRILL!
CRACK!
However, instead of an answer a cracking sound came from the other side and his connection got cut.
"Dammit!" The being cursed as he threw the crystal on the ground, shattering it in tiny pieces.
"What's wrong, Commander Apollo? I can hear your voice from the next room!"
A man's voice came from behind the being called commander Apollo as he asked about the reason for Apollo's frustration.
"Nezha is dead." Commander Apollo revealed without looking back at the man.
"Huh. Oh…that guy! You sent him to a forest or something about 20 years ago to gather strong beasts on our side right?" The man said as he remembered Nezha.
Hahaha! I had fun writing this chapter! Many revelations occured today huh! My favourite part is "The God Of Time!" Maaaaan...I love how I write.. And aslo about GIFTS "Let Them Come!" Castle!