When Nightmares Become Reality. A Tangible Reality.
That seemed like the perfect description of what unfolded in the High Blood Province of the Ultras ..there, in Shezclar.
The grand edifice, the wondrous gate built with difficulty by the Ultras, witnessed the first clash.
A clash between humans… and those who stood above.
The entities Frey had always tried to escape from .. now, one of them stood before him.
The first was Geppetto, a vile demon who looked like a 14-year-old boy ..if you ignored his devilish features. Who would've guessed he was the 13th-ranked Archdemon?
But Geppetto wasn't the worst one.
No, that title belonged to the monster standing directly in front of Frey now.
A filthy, cursed demon ..one who held the 10th highest rank.
Zibar, the man known as the One-Man Army, and the bearer of Agaroth's Reincarnation Soul.
This being had nearly devoured Ghost, until Frey arrived at the last possible second, pulling his friend away from the demon's jaws.
