With a slight creak, the doorway opens. Not a simple door, made of simple matter. It was the thought of a door, the passageway to a new location, to a new existence. And even as the three walked through, they knew where they would end up. They had found what they were looking for, and they had found more. Voices whispered to them, and they knew it was their own. Memories, hopes, dreams. This world had not been one they found, rather it was one they had created. There mere presence had shaped it, their thoughts and memories giving it form. But now, it was time to return to reality.

From the doorway they stepped, into the cavernous area that formed the centre of Oreilon V. This was the world that served as the Daemon Prison for the being known as Shiva, Daemon of Change, Balance and Unity. Here, the first of them would march into this reality, and would attempt to reshape it to their every whim. here, the collapse of the Multiverse would begin. Or so the Omegans had thought.

This would be where they faced impossible odds, where they looked the end in the eye and kicked it in the nuts. This would be where they made a stand, and took fate into their own hands. Many years ago, the Chosen had faced an impossible evil, and they had defeated it. Stein had gathered the power of the Primals themselves, and yet he had fallen. A price had been paid, and sacrifices had been performed. Good people had died bad deaths. But existence had been saved, and the Multiverse had continued to exist.

Once more, the Multiverse was threatened. And it was high time for the heroes of the story to get their shit into gear.

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There is nothing preventing Asura from porting out.