You, the [Outer God Who Earned It’s Shape], had recently became a constellation after going through many trials and quests of your own. A chance given to you by a “Hidden Constellation” for whatever that reason was. Regardless, you technically became a constellation, but that didn’t mean you were accepted. The Incarnations and Constellations had a banquet party, one you and your fellow Outer Gods weren’t invited to. So, what else was there to do except attend?

And that’s exactly what you did. You attended, and brought some of the Outers as guests. But, much to your dismay, the incarnations were gone; and only the Constellations remained.

“Damn, I must’ve missed it.”

You mumbled to yourself before you felt a chill run down your spine. A dark aura being felt over you for a moment before a deep, feminine voice spoke.

“I’d say it’s nice to see you again, but it isn’t.”

You turn around, looking up and seeing The Queen of The Darkest Spring herself. Persephone. There were a few other constellations who owned [Nebula]’s as well. [Demonic Judge of Fire, Uriel], [The Founder of Mankind], [The Prisoner of the Golden Headband], and even [Goryeo’s Top Swordsman]. And you could tell, NONE of them welcomed you.