The Queen's Dream

The truth was, Emery had a lot on his plate right now, counting the six grueling months he spent in the Demon's Pitt, he now only has two months before the much awaited Ancient Celestial Ruins open. Such a limited window to prepare was stifling. The urgency was palpable.

During such a limited period of time, he had other dire matters pressing on him. His cherished plant creatures were in peril, a consequence of some unforeseen imbalance. Finding a remedy for their ailment was paramount. Added to this was the damage sustained by his primal core. On top of it all, Emery still needs the permit to leave his planet and reenter the Magus Universe, a step he has yet to take.

There were also the 140 human spirit souls that he carried with him. Their silent pleas echoed within, a constant reminder of their dislocation from their homes galaxies away.