It was a massive ship. More massive than the hidden Orbital behind Mars.
The ship's technology and how it traveled were unique as it utilized dinsional movent that allowed it to move through great distances in a short ti.
While Earth was millions of lightyears away, the journey would soon be over in two months.
"Finally, we are traveling." A Presider seated on his throne appeared and took its place in a massive hall with many locations that perfectly fit a Presider's Throne.
"After all those delays! And what's with the trip's schedule?! Three Presiders missed the flight because of the announcent!"
"I barely made it on ti as well." Another Presider warped in place.
The doors opened at the deep bottom of the halls, and several Presiders also began to join the group.
"This trip is not only kept secret to most Presiders. Even Pris were kept off the loop." One of the arriving Presider explained.
"The theory that a Pri is assisting Babylos is stupid. Why would our race ever aid those?" Another beautiful Presider erged and smiled.
"Out of the thousands of Presiders, you guys were picked?" A sad question was posed. But despite the arrogant question, everyone no one answered back because they knew whose voice the question belonged to.
A bolt of lightning appeared as it passed through the dinsions and appeared manifesting into tal and becoming alive. Then, every piece of that tal was alive, and soon, the figure of a person seated on the radiant, blue, electrifying throne appeared.
Everyone was shocked as he appeared. Although he was a Presider, he had yet to lose against another and was one of the most feared nas within the Presiders. It was rumored that even Principals respect him.
So of the won in the group smiled and cheered at the sight of the man.
"Presider Marrho..." The first Presider to arrive and speak was shocked.
"Presider Marrho. I'm quite surprised that you will be joining this trip." One of the Presiders frowned.
"Ah, the Presiders of that idiot..." Marrho laughed.
Despite the arrogant and direct insult, the Presider could only grit his teeth and ignore his remarks.
"If you must know, I am here to investigate the rumors of a Devourer appearing on Earth."
"A Devourer?!" Another shouted as she arrived.
"Now, now... Presider Marrho, please keep silent as to your respective missions and don't pass out those rumors as if they were true." A laugh appeared.
Five massive Thrones that had a mixture of several tals appeared.
"The Pig Five. Or should I say, the Devourer Five?" Marrho smiled.
There were whispers in the hall as they heard the word Devourer. Many were horrified at the title. Marrho had openly called them Devourer, and the mbers of the Pig Five did not even deny it.
"I wonder when the five of you will agree to my challenge?" Marrho sneered.
"Please. Don't think we don't know about you, Marrho. Why should we fight you?" One of the Five was a slim man with a strange face covered in liquid tal. There were no holes in his face but only a smooth covering that made it look like he was wearing a thick layer of glass on his face.
"Because you guys are cheats? Why did the Pris allow you to succeed in these cheats?"
"What else? Why were you allowed to beco a Presider? It's already an open secret among those higher echelons about who you are? It is, of course, to spur growth among Presiders. There will be no growth without motivation, envy, and greed. So us Devourer Five, as you put it, have been granted Devourer Suits because of that." A fat man at the side added.
"All for the glory of growth!" The only woman among the five laughed. She had a voluptuous figure and a dangerous beauty that was very different from the moniker of the group she belonged to.
"I never expected you five to openly admit it. Hmm... Will there be a Presider War on Earth?" Marrho asked.
"Ah, as expected of you! Yes! There will be!" The thin man of the Five laughed.
Suddenly, the Presiders nearby were all horrified.
"What?!"
"Presider war?!"
The cries and complaints echoed out as they heard the five admit it.
"What?! Why?! Our Principal was not inford of this!"
"Oh? They weren't or, they refused to tell you? The Pri Wars draw near. So unless you, too, can Conquer, you are not worth being spent on. Either your Principal wants you to grow or is abandoning you." The woman of the Five laughed.
"So if that's the case, you just got marked by us five! Be careful! Oh. And if anyone helps us, we can give you so of the techs that man has." The fat man added.
"I need his body. He seems good enough for to have fun for a while. And I need more pilots for my supres." The woman reminded her four allies.
"Why?" A cold voice echoed out throughout the hall.
Everyone was silent, and even the five had to contain their arrogant faces.
Marrho turned and saw one of the most mysterious Presiders.
"Ah... Finally! So challenge!" Marrho smiled as he saw the speaker.
"Presider Render... You are... surprisingly not on the list of Presiders that were supposed to co here." The thin man of the five had a wary expression.
"Why a Presider War? What's in Earth that is forcing everyone to invest more resources and n there?" Presider Render ignored the thin man and asked once more.
"Since the Presider War in this ship will almost imdiately start anyway... might as well say it." Marrho laughed.
"Imdiately start?! What do you an?" A Presider complained.
So of the Presiders shook their heads and looked with cold eyes to the Presider that complained as if they were looking at the dead man.
"Another food for us devourers." The fat man licked his lips.
"Even now, the ones that are weak are showing themselves. Careless statents. Those who had shared the sa sentints of that Presider who claid that their Principal did not know will be the first one to die. And those that can't read the flow of the battle are clearly the weakest Presiders who only attained power through purchases and not by cunning and killing." The thin man laughed.
"Then fine. Since Marrho had revealed more food for us devourers, then we shall say why a Presider War. It's because the legacy of the Lost Primordial could be on Earth."
Only Marrho and Render's expressions changed. The rest were careful not to reveal curiosity, shock, or fear in case they would utter sothing stupid that would reveal their weakness and possible helplessness.
"The Lost Primordial's legacy? Then why are not Principals or Pris involved?" Render asked.
"It's been a thousand years since that battle, and no Pris have risen to the occasion, and our progress towards reaching the Final Heaven has not increased. Since the Lost Primordial is clearly dead, the Primordial decided that instead of seizing whatever techs that the Lost Primordial has, why not let it be and give others the chance to rise up? Who knows? We might gain progress and give rise to an exceptional Pri that can help us on our mission!"
"How certain are you that the Lost Primordial's Legacy is down there?"
"We don't know. What we do know is that a Prophet was born. It would most likely be linked to the Lost Primordial if one were born. We don't know why that is the assumption when the entire universe could hide the Lost Primordial..." The man with the tal face answered.
"It's simple. While there have been Principals and Presiders who have fled from the wars that we Aragarians will soon fight, they can't be Prophets. Those who flee can never be Conquerors. The Pris allowed them to exist and killed those who broke the laws to help us in gathering Universe Energy. But these cowards can never give birth to Prophets. But the Lost Primordial can. So when the Pris sensed the birth of the Prophet, Earth beca one of the suspected locations." Marrho explained.
"Ah... Thank you, Presider Marrho, for answering those mysteries. As you can see, our goal remains the sa. It is only bad luck for those Presiders who were sent here to die and abandoned by their Principals. The rest of you understand it, right? To us, the Presider War starts now. Those that are strong will arrive on earth and continue the ga. Who knows how many Presiders we will have to face on Earth? Will they be devoured, or will we be? From here on out, anyone that isn't Conquerors will only die!" The man with the tallic face laughed.
"All for the glory of growth." The woman laughed once more.
Back on Earth...
Alean opened her eyes and glanced upwards to the sky.
She had a sad expression as she felt the horrifying powers approaching.
"So...even with my Zone... I can only see that far, huh? And my, my... what deaths. It looks like I have to do my best to save as many as I can."
Next to her were several Unlocked, all of which were trained to be spies.
"General?" Jane asked.
Alean smiled and turned back to the team of spies, who were all seated down and were ditating.
"Let's continue. The fact that you didn't sense what I sensed proves you still need more training. Unless you guys can awaken Zone all the ti, you won't stand a chance in the chaotic wars that demand your skills.." Alean explained.
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