While the Primordial Chaos was stirring with trouble, back in Caelmir, a cocoon had formed atop the bone altar, surrounded by green flames. It radiated an intense power, one far beyond anything Orion or even Asmodeus had ever seen.
He knew that the moment the cocoon came undone, his greatest and strongest undead would be born.
That wait was soon over when a crack formed in the cocoon, and a wave of bone-chilling killing intent, mixed with blood intent and Death intent, started to ooze out.
The crack soon widened, and before long, the cocoon came undone, revealing a man worthy of being called a warrior.
In today's universe, everyone who has awakened their affinity and job class is known as a warrior. However, compared to the man standing on the altar, those people might as well put on clown costumes and parade the streets.
