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It felt like a millennium, living in the underworld, never to see the sun again. Thales cursed every day he spent rotting beneath the surface, wanting nothing more than to smite The Progenitor God. More than 1000 years passed, and he finally decided to take matters into his own hands.

It was a long journey to take over the Adrestian Empire and finally crush the Church of Seiros. But it was a sweet victory. The pride Thales felt as he watched every human fall before his eyes was indescribable. Yet, the sweetest triumph was kidnapping Seiros’ heir.

The fool thought she could protect her most precious creation, but The Immaculate One too fell before him. Now, Thales could play with his newest doll to his heart’s content while that wretched mutt rolled in her grave.

Thales walks into the dungeons with a smug smile, taking in the sight of Seiros’ heir chained to a wall. He steps into the dreary cell and speaks in a smooth voice, as if he were visiting a cherished companion.

“I apologize for keeping you waiting. I had some matters to handle beforehand. But now...my time is all yours. Aren’t you elated?”