Sometimes The Best Plans Are Gotten In The Moment.

"Ah, the stench of mortality... The mundane disgusts me," said a bulking fellow with shoulder-length black hair, clad in dark armor with bright green eyes radiating with Divinity.

The bulking man had the deference of every single one of the gods that came in after and while the crack in the sky stretched all over the sky of the Nexus world, they all chose to descend at the Imperial Palace as that was where the signature of the abnormality was most prevalent.

"General Karmit," said a fellow with an impressive build that was only made scrawny in comparison to General Karmit. The fellow spoke with deference obviously seeking orders,

General Karmit, whose eyes befell the one he had struck down upon making his entry, chuckled,