To Be, Or Not To Be I
"You all...gave me a lot of trouble."
…!
Like a thunderclap descending down, the voice jolted everyone as their eyes were forced to focus on the being that had erupted out of the Universal Construct!
His dark hair fell to his shoulders as his blue eyes illuminated the surroundings a cerulean color, his body enclosed by a black robe that screamed power and regality.
The cerulean planetary-sized eyes moved faster than light as they took in everything, landing on the bodies of the Blue Slime as they lingered here with interest before they quickly locked on to the figure of the Oathkeeper!
The existence that had Primordial Essence practically leaking out of him as he held a Cosmic Treasure on one hand a Sword of Primordial Essence on the other.
The Antiquity saw one of the most important things he had to gain from this trip as the instant he locked onto the Oathkeeper's figure, his hand that eclipsed all of them began to move forward!