1 Summoning

~The Bettegarden Empire, year 512 of the new era.

"Everyone make way, make way," a hoarse voice screams in the crowd.

This was Bettergarden's present emperor, Malyoranbharas Nemonnevry, the only one who held the title of Emperor of the Flames. His husky voice had an obvious explanation for paying attention to his weak and slender figure. His times of glory, which gave him the title he carries, were already distant and the only thing left is his great pressure, exerted only by his presence.

Around him a great commotion happened, several magicians and nobles surrounded the great magic circle that was in the center of the room. As always, Malyoranbharas was only sitting on his throne while the others followed the rituals, but something different happened, although he did not see anything coming, his intuition did not fail once in the last 5 centuries.

As soon as they can hear their leader, everyone opens a way. Malyoranbyharas walks up close to the magic circle, only one being had the courage to stay close to him, the one who soon after was beside his master. This, who had the name Yatochoi, was his most loyal servant, somewhat comical, since this one had Kanagaapmon as his lineage.

The two demons stand in front of the great structure. On the ground could be seen, dug into the ground, a large circle with thousands of symbols, not even Yatochoi, the greatest wizard of the whole empire, knew how to decipher more than half of those who were there. This was a relic left to them by past civilizations. Large bars surrounded the circle, going from its base to the ceiling of the room, which was about 10 meters high.

"I've always found this structure somewhat exaggerated, but now I'm glad we've designed it," says Malyoranbharas with a weak smile.

Yatochoi looks astonished at his master. Malyoranbharas was undoubtedly the strongest demon in the world, no, not just the strongest "demon", he was, for sure, the most powerful being in this whole dimension. The invocation brings us beings from other worlds, that is, there may be, in some of these places, someone as strong as his master, but the magician always doubted this possibility, he had already visited several other dimensions and never found anyone who could scratch him, what he would say about someone who can be touched in Malyoranbharas.

"What should we do? Yatochoi speaks with a certain fear, after all, the greatest military power he could have was in front of him, even in his present state there is no one to compare himself to him.

Malyoranbharas laughs a little and looks around. All the nobles were amazed at the conversation they had just heard, they knew they shouldn't meddle in their emperor's conversation, but it was impossible to pretend they hadn't heard his words. Their expressions were of simple fear, there was nothing they could do or to whom they could turn, all the hopes they once had were in the hands of those two on their fronts.

"You may have noticed, I don't want you to interfere if a battle starts. To tell you the truth all here, even my loyal companion Yatochoi will be a burden in this battle, but I will not say that you withdraw, you can stay if you accept death as my brothers".

His words had great weight, he who dared to try to escape could even escape alive, but he will have abandoned not only his emperor, but his entire race. Yatochoi, unsurprisingly, stood beside his master, although some tears began to escape his eyes and flow down his face. Being called a "companion" by that great being was the best feeling you could feel in your whole life.

A great thunderbolt hits the place, then a great explosion followed, the one that threw everyone into the walls of that great room. Only Malyoranbharas remained in his original position, even Yatochoi was thrown a few feet back and had to cling to the ground, with his claws, so that he wouldn't have the same fate as the others in the room.

A blinding glow dominates the room for just under a second. For those demons, who fought for centuries against angels, it was a terrifying image, who could have imagined that they could see something so angelic even after the extermination of their greatest enemies. The feeling was the same as they felt on Armageddon's day, when Malyoranbharas defeated the sovereign god.

The grid, which surrounded the circle was completely evaporated, as well as the ground itself, erasing centuries and more centuries of magic symbols, which was one of the greatest treasures of all this dimension.

"Now, I'll try to create an opening anyway so I can attack" Yatochoi runs at full speed towards the brightness that began to dissipate.

"Stay still, don't attack yet" Malyoranbharas cries out to everyone in the room, although he didn't need so much, after all, only his number one servant was able to move after that big explosion, which he could now know was of pure accumulated power.

The room is almost completely silent, the little sound that could be heard was from the breathing of those present who, although they hadn't suffered much damage, couldn't breathe easily, thanks to the great pressure exerted by what was inside that glow.

The light gradually dissipates, becoming smaller and smaller. As a result, everyone noticed something strange; it was not the size of a person, as it used to be. It continued to decrease until it was just over 50 centimeters from the ground.

"Interesting, I couldn't even wait for that one" Malyoranbharas says with a smile on his face.

No one else in the room seemed to understand his words, but it didn't matter much to tell the truth. He begins to walk toward the light that disappears completely as soon as it reaches a few inches from her. A loud cry fills the whole room that had no noise, the cry of a child.

"A baby exerting such pressure" Yatochoi says incredulously looking at the little child, who was being lifted up in the arms of his master.

"This little girl may be what we were looking for," says Malyoranbharas, now with a genuine expression of happiness.