บท 441: The Ruse Of The Three-Handed Devil

Born from the fiery gaze of the one called the creator, Tamiyaan was amongst the holy few whose existence had grown akin to a god. Many followed, many praised, and none dared to incur his wrath, he was in many ways, a primordial devil–held back only by those who outranked him. Sitting on their thrones with an iron grip, the primordials refused to move and yet the hells moved to their whims. 

He wished to taste that power, much like his wish to hoard every treasure of the world in his treasury. From the crystalline body of a cosmic sorceress to world-shattering artifacts capable of sinking islands at ease and continents with leisure. Only held back by his mistrust towards any and all who could guard his artifacts, he mostly rested in his mansion, ever ready to take on an assault even against the gods.