Deep within the Fortress Bastion, in the Throne Room of Azathoth. The Great Ruler of Azathoth sat on the throne and slowly opened her eyelids. Revealing her golden-amber eyes, which seemed to be boundless. She had finally completed the Mythical Daemon Evolution. It took time but compared to the strength given to her. It was cost-effective.
Too cost-effective...
"I can't believe my strength increased this much. I am finally equal to the Great Rulers of the Forest not only in terms of skills but also in my original attribute. With my current strength, I doubt there would be a lot within the Realm of Piksyon that could fight me. I also have tons of Origins Skills waiting to be used."