It happened after Silveria and Nyx were blasted away after the mysterious giant hands appeared and caught the mysterious lady before disappearing.
In a place where everything appears to be in perfect harmony with each other, a perfect paradise sat two men; their features could not be seen; it was blurred. These two men were playing chess; one of them had his arm on his back; this arm was dark, almost as if it could disintegrate at any moment. In this perfect heaven, this arm could be said to be the only thing imperfect.
''How is your hand?" Asked the one dressed in pure white.
''Not bad. Sigh! I was careless.'' The one in black sighed; however, there was a certain playfulness inside his voice.
''If I didn't know you better, I would have said you were careless. To think you will waste a body to seal that girl again. What were you thinking about opening the Pandora box so soon, Primodeus?"