The Earth After Rebirth

Kiro couldn't help but admire this little trap ancient ones put in place. Chronos explained it to him further, the cave emitted echoes, attracting only the bad apples within the bag of humanity.

A story that was confirmed to be true when he realised the hooded figures must've been Blakeson and his entourage.

"There are two ways to bring ancient ones over to worlds that aren't their own," he paused letting him digest it before continuing.

"The most obvious one is for hatred to grow within a world, to greater heights, so high that those emotions are able to reach the higher planes. Causing a crack between worlds, a crack harbingers can use to cross over, once the world is ran over by them, ancient ones are able to come over."

Kiro thought back to the system's answer to what Harbingers were, "bringers, they're really bringers. Not just bringers of death, but they're the gateway for ancient ones to obtain a world. Say Chronos, what's their goal, why do they want to attain other worlds?"

"Great question. I suppose they want to be supreme rulers of all universes. There are worlds they've succeeded in taking over. No, ruling many worlds does not give you more power." He stopped the oncoming question before he could finish his thoughts.

"I suppose the second method is by trapping many humans, convincing them to betray their kind and summon them over?"

Chronos nodded, glad he didn't have to explain everything. The kid made it easy for him, he at least liked him for that.

Kiro didn't take another step forward. He wasn't keen on finding out what would happen if he set foot in the cave. They waited, the voices were coming back out. Right at the mouth of the cave, they bowed, humming a very alien and strange language.

It looked like they were summoning something because not long after something grew from the hard concrete of the cave. A bright light that caused Kiro to squint his eyes to the point they were completely shut.

"Unfortunately, that's its original form. It's nothing a lesser being is able to see."

"Yeah because clustered light is so interesting to look at." He shot back, even though it was true, he wasn't fond of the fact that Chronos called them lesser beings.

He sensed no hostility or a mocking tone when he said it but it still stung just the same. They deserved more respect than what they were being credited for.

The light however was getting dimmer by the second, allowing Kiro to open his eyes. A figure stood at the centre of it all, slightly glowing. It had taken the image of man. Except for the golden eyes, nothing else was strange.

"Why have you come?" The man asked, a sinister smile plastered on his face.

"We would like to follow you sir, we would like to help you—" The man didn't finish his praises before his eyes bulged and they gargled their words in red liquid. A straight line creased his neck, from side to side.

"Sir? What am I, a dog? You? Help me? Hahaha."

"Apologies your highness, the god most high. We are your tools and are at your disposal." Blakeson amended, he was visibly shaking, clearly regretting his decision.

He was naive enough to think that they could've brokered a partnership with this being.

They had a seer with them, he was the one who told them about the oncoming strong being. That his arrival was something that couldn't be stopped, that resistance was futile.

Even in the past, the Blakeson only looked out for themselves. It was only this prophecy that made him betray humanity. If there was nothing they could do, he liked his chances with the enemy.

'Dammit. Will it be okay with Isaac as a guardian? I sure hope he's the guy to disappoint his ancestors and chooses the other side." He sighed, they had quite the long and rocky road ahead.

"Young Isaac, you can't compare him with someone like him. He's still very young, still figuring things out. I'm not asking you to be best friends with him, just give him the benefit of the doubt."

"Being defended by a god, must be nice." Kiro could never forget what he did to him past and present. But seeing the war happening, he was willing to put their differences aside.

Chronos slightly smiled. He was certain it was his Lord who chose this boy, while in his slumber too.

There wasn't much he could do at the state he was in but he still managed to choose someone who was worthy even in his eyes. He was beyond elated that he could meet him before he...

'No time to get sappy now, you knew from the very beginning what doing this would mean.' He tried to console himself.

The scene before them was even more pathetic.

"We will devote our entire lives to you, the most high god!"

The being laughed, his mocking laughter piercing their ears in the most gruesome way. "Then it'll be short and sweet?"

He didn't elaborate whether he meant human lives had short life spans or he didn't intend to use them for very long. Now that he was summoned in their world, they were useless tools.

This conversation went on with them on their knees, their faces almost touching the ground. The fear and their hooded faces made them sweat uncontrollably.

"You've done me a great service, rest assured, the only death suited for you is a warriors death. You will die, fighting your own kind. Its fitting, show me you've discarded that identity completely." He said looking Kiro right in the eyes.

The being licked his lips, "take off those godawful clothes."

They didn't argue, they did as they were told. One by one the hoods fell off their heads. Revealing some familiar faces, but Kiro never expected to see her there.

"Wh-hats she doing here?" His eyes were as wide as his flared nose.

"Greed I'm afraid is an ugly thing."