In the heart of a desolate battlefield, A young man lay battered and wounded, his breaths shallow and laboured. The clash with the forces of darkness had taken its toll, and he knew his strength was waning. As the sun dipped below the horizon, a sinister figure emerged from the shadows, its towering form casting a foreboding presence over the fallen warrior—a Count Dragon.

Killian accepted the limit of his strength, ready to join his Fallen Comrades."Would you like to go back in time?", a voice whispered in his ears.

"Yes"

[Host has created a successfully created a contract with The Outer God]"May you succeed, Human, or should i say, Outer",