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Cosmos emerges high in the air, floating above what appears to be a massive castle. A powerful enchantment neutralises gravity's hold on him, allowing him to float in place without effort. He surveyed the ground below, sensing the many powerful figures that dwelt within it, from warriors to Gods. This was Anor Londo, the Land of the Gods. Far below lay the First Fire, an elaborate seal containing Dremaera, a Daemon representing both Flame and Entropy. Connected through the White Holes, it also served as one of the Seals of Omega, holding him within his prison.

Behind him stepped the wire creature, which then rapidly fell downwards towards the ground, a 10 ton comet. Whomever that thing fell on was rather severely screwed. In fact, anything in the vicinity of the impact zone would most likely be killed. Cosmos didn't know why the wire creature had followed him, but he would serve as quite the distraction. Already he could feel this world's unstable timelines collapsing around him, hero upon hero emerging from the mists of time, each attempting to fight their way past him. This realm's most formidable defender, the Chosen Undead, a being divided over thousands of timelines, each incarnation nearly impossible to kill. It's very existence was linked to the Seal, both maintaining one another.

Beisdes him in the sky appeared Void and Bahamut. Kihaku would not emerge, for she was weak in the sunlight. But if Cosmos was not mistaken, this world's sun was an illusory one. And he would be able to turn it off with little difficulty. This world was ripe for the taking, and within the next few hours he would have shattered another seal. Even without Genocide, they would be able to unleash absolute destruction over this world.