God Realm…

On a certain plane on the Devil Lands, several men and women clothed in shinning gold apparel sat around a large chair. Their appearance was golden and mystifying. They were beautiful beyond description and had glowing lights flickering at their back. On the other end of this table stood reddish and scaly creatures with long tales. Their features resembled that of a human and had a different form of beauty. While the golden men and women looked dignified, these reddish creatures had a very seductive and dangerous beauty. One had beauty to awe, while the other had a beauty that led to great lust and obsession.

“I hope you called us all here for a reason…” Seated on the center of the devil’s group, a three-horned devil ask.

“I had to cross a thousand planes to get here…” Another beautiful devil chuckled at the side.

“Rhykestorn Ever. What business do you have to summon all devils and gods? Our preparations are on its critical point!” Another devil asked.

“Indeed, honorable Rhykestorn. What has happened that requires everyone to be here?”

“You should feel it anytime now.” The god they called Rhykestorn simply tapped on the table and waited.

It was then they felt it. A strange sensation that no one could comprehend.

Immediately, dark energy began to appear around a certain orb that Rhykestorn had place on the middle of the table.

Soon a strange image began to emerge from the stone.

It was a beautiful vampiress with half of her body sliced off.

“Mechiel! I have bested you! But I will kill you again! I will make sure that you will suffer!” The person whose point of view was being shown shouted at the woman.

After saying these things, the person shifted his view to an Eldrich race standing up and clutching his chest. He appeared to have been stabbed and shouted angrily at the man.

“Eldrich! Be warned! I will hunt you all down! You will all fear me…!”

There was a pause as the person kept looking at the Eldrich, who gathered his strength to kill off the man.

“CRACKY BATCHEEKS THE NAKED OFFENDER!” The person roared before the Eldrich sliced off the person’s head.

The vision suddenly ended.

“Cracky Batcheeks?” A god asked.

“Naked Offender?” A devil frowned.

Even the usually blank Rhykestorn had a strange expression as he was still staring at the spot where the vision appeared.

“What is the meaning of this?” One of the devils who had nearly twice the size of the rest demanded.

“While it’s very… surprising, that was a vision that my curse brought back to me. He has used his mightiest spell. Calaminus Slimus Eternal has time-traveled to our time.” Rhykestorn explained.

“What?!”

“He has!”

“Hehehe. This means time will soon be on our hands.” One of the devils laughed.

“Lord Rhykestorn. How was it that our curse managed to create this vision?”

“Who knows? We don’t know what happened in the future. Maybe we managed to attack and hurt him and added another Enemy of Fate curse on him. He managed to dispel it temporarily by scattering it on how the curse will inform us of his time travel. But see, look how the Adversary of Fate whispers in anger. Soon, it will zero in on Calaminus and curse his mortal life once more. But we must not be lax. It seems that our plans worked better in the future with how Calaminus received more curses. Sheolrah. How do we find Calaminus?” Rhykestorn asked one of the female gods on the table.

“As you know, we had placed that curse on Calaminus two decades ago. And while he has escaped, we blocked off his path and limited the places he could go to. I’ve sent my clones to locate the area where that curse leaked out, and it is somewhere in the end region of the Planes Realm.”

“The Planes Realm? We cannot afford to go on a manhunt to look for them in the Planes Realm! If Calaminus makes it to any members or planes belonging to the Ancients Path, this plan will backfire. Calaminus may leak whatever plans we have in the future!” A devil growled.

“Please do not panic. Calaminus is a man now. And by the looks of it, he did not reincarnate on his own. He must have been wounded or injured that forced him to put his soul on someone else!”

“Exactly!” Rhykestorn exclaimed.

“Calaminus is in trouble. We might have found out where he went to and managed to weaken him that he was forced to merge his soul with another in an attempt to weaken the seal. This mean he chose someone of great fate and destiny or someone who was beloved by Fate.”

“Then our victory is assured!” A devil woman celebrated.

“Yes. But we cannot leave this all to chance. The mortal that he chose had enemies among the Eldrich and a vampire race by the looks of it. Sheolrah, look for a place where these two races are present.”

“I believe that there is one in the Planes World. I shall seek the Higher Planes for these and look for a Vampiress called Mechiel.” Sheolrah answered.

“Good. Command the Saints to look for someone with a True name or Title of Cracky Batcheeks. Mechiel and that unnamed Eldrich will somehow offend Cracky. I entrust the process to you.”

Sheolrah nodded.

“As for the rest of us, we have to ensure that no other god from the Ancients Path will venture into the Planes World or in the nearby planes.”

“Oh? A group of dying gods I ambushed had fled into a certain region. They could have hidden in the Planes World.”

“Leave them. As long as we ensure no one else is coming in, the secret of Calaminus Time Reversal sticks with us. I trust you devils know what to do?”

“Of course. Just be quick to find Calaminus, Sheolrah.”

“We will. I will leave no stone unturned.” Sheolrah vanished, and soon, the many gods and devils began to vanish one after another.

Rhykestorn gazed at the stone and smiled.

“Your arrogance was your downfall, Calaminus. Time will be ours soon!” He smiled as he took out a map to look at the Planes World and the many Planes it has.

“It looks like I will have to push my plans for this place ahead!” Rhykestorn concluded.

Meanwhile… On the deep mountains of Airom Vagat in the Culcrik Lowlands Plane…

A small town had appeared with over a thousand men and dwarves worked here.

Excavators and miners were employed to dig into the mountain as the nearby kingdom found an ancient ruin that predates the rise of known Empires. The miners had only scratched the surface, and it may take years for them to dig into the mountain.

Suddenly, this mountain trembled as an earthquake occurred. The many miners who were digging in this mountain’s mines began to retreat as the sudden earthquake rampaged.

Deep inside the heart of the mountain, there was a large space. And at the center of this space was a strange structure that had the architecture used to create the churches used by the Temple of Light.

Inside this temple were four pillars that created a reddish glass-like field that was meant to seal someone.

“WE’RE HERE!” Calaminus cheered as he saw the place. He immediately moved his soul out of Kyros’s body and assumed his old man form. His clothes were not like the crazy old prisoner but had a distinguished green coat this time.

“Kyros? Are you awake?” He turned towards Kyros. But then he was shocked to see Kyros.

“My body… I can’t move… And I feel… angry…” Kyros groaned. They had time-traveled to the past, but the ten-year-old Kyros didn’t look so young.

“Odd. Your bone age is Ten. But your soul age now is on its teens.” Calaminus observed.

“Argh!” Kyros felt a strange power attacking him.

“So, how do you feel? I managed to knock down De-Smart and De-Wise! As an added bonus, destroying those two curses also managed to destroy De-Joker and weaken the effects of De-Spacito by half!” Calaminus smiled.

“It hurts!” Kyros shouted.

“Of course it hurts! This is a torture chamber or a sealing chamber that gods use!” Calaminus sighed.

“Although this looks like a very weak version as it is made of mortal instruments, it’s still enough to seal any being below Saint level. This must have been why you forgot all about it! Your mind was physically blocking it. And apart from that, there are some powerful god-tiered barriers used to hide your presence.”

“Help me!”

“I can’t! I am spent on all the energy I had in that magic. I am merely a conscious soul without any means to use any magic at all. If you weren’t a Nephilim and didn’t have all of these annoying curses and seals, I would have some magic. So you have to get out of here yourself.” Calaminus explained with a laughing expression.

“Why are you so carefree?!” Kyros roared angrily.

“Because your Soul Shackle has also weakened! You’ll get out of here soon! You just have to bear the pain! Honestly, I didn’t expect the seal to be this. A dual god and devil sealing platform! Even I don’t know how to make it.”

“What?! The Soul Shackle Seal has weakened?!” Kyros was stunned to hear this. During the time travel lectures, Calaminus had already explained what Soul Shackle was and how powerful it is.