The Demon Army.

Somewhere in the Universe.

Garmagello floated aimlessly while the destroyed portions of the world were crumbling apart millions of kilometers away from him.

His previous excitement was gone, and he looked utterly bored. Not long ago, his veins were running with excitement, but it didn't last long like thousands of times before.

Then, Garmagello was done floating in the space and tightened his hand into a fist.

He reeled in his fist and punched, which caused the space to crack around him. Soon, another hole appeared in front of him, and he stepped inside without any care.

He appeared in a beautiful world filled with green flower patches, beautiful forests, and a light blue sky. The birds chirped and flapped their wings in the sky, and a calm breeze of wind brushed past him.

The world looked beautiful, untainted by any mortal hands, and holy.

Garmagello grimaced, "Disgusting."