644 643. The Clash Of Fates I: Future Of The World

Amidst the cloud of dust from his powerful move, Sylvester watched as Zama'tar's body started to turn into dust. He knelt down quickly and tried to interrogate the creature, hoping to know more. 

"Who gave you this pendant? How do you know my full name?" Sylvester questioned with a sharp glow of fierce fury and confusion in his eyes. "Speak—It's useless to talk in riddles." 

The skeleton face of the Demon kept the smile as it was, "They can hear us… Human… They hear everything."

Sylvester's heart nearly skipped a beat, and he looked up toward the sky, "Not me… Someone sacrificed themselves for my protection. Tell me, what is your world called? How do I get there? Is Diana there?" 

"What you want me to speak; is reachable as long as you seek—Do not be a fool... do not waste this chance to rule," Zama'tar exhaled and finished his last words as he completely dusted away with countless cracks all over him.