It had been a week since Irene returned from the Despair Abyss with serious injuries.
The relative peace that was assumed by the pacifists was spat in the face and trampled by the War that touched every single planet.
The Human Army suffered great losses, but relatively speaking, they weren't much behind the Abyssals.
In fact, in some areas like Uranus, Humans grew relatively stronger.
This afternoon, the Abyssals proposed a truce.
It wasn't something the Abyss Kings and Queens personally liked. If it's in their hands, they wanted to keep fighting and win. But it's obvious that nothing was going to come out of this war.
The advantages they gained due to the surprise element, special treasures, and special troops were all neutralized by a devil named Varian.
Even if they're willing to fight now, it'd only lead to a war spanning for at least eight years. That long war, even if won, would wipe out at least 90% of the Abyssal Army.