Expansion I

An Imperium Martial King from the Visionary Enclave trembled with unstable authority and ravings!

Ravings of genocide and destruction that when others heard them, they couldn't help but swarm towards him to stabilize everything.

Within moments, a Teracosm Stage Martial King came up behind the crazed old man as she cradled his head forcefully between her lap- dazzling rivers of white light flowing from her hands and onto his head as she spoke sternly.

|What genocide? Who are you referring to? Who shouldn't be enraged?|

Her words were like melodies as other Teracosm Stage Entities also circled in the surroundings, pulling on Omniversal Authorities as everything nearby gained a sense of stability.

The glazed eyes of the old man slowly calmed as he breathed heavily.

The woman cradling his head spoke once more.

|Who, Lucas? Who should not be enraged?|