Sitting near the fire, eating quite enough fish meat, as his mind started to clear up, a question popped in his mind.

A question regarding the demons and who can answer Mogranius' question better than this crazy old man? "Did the demons teleport here over 16,000 years ago?"

Jerking one eye shut, portraying a thinking face, the old man takes a few seconds before answering. "Even though the first 9 peaceful demons to set foot on earth, were extremely ahead with technology compared to us, they didn't have the option to teleport from one demonic dimension to a non demonic one."

The old man even giggled throughout the sentence and occasionally argued with himself, a bit of self blaming too, in aims to make as much sense as possible to Mogranius who's dumbfounded.

This information is interesting, but one word stuck in his head. "I'm still confused, I have a question."

"Maybe I can assist. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa! It's not so funny is it? However moving on, ask your question son!" Hollered his father in the purest form of craze.

Sharing his father's craze, Mogranius points out. "It is a bit funny tihihihihi. What are dimensions?"

Making it a whole lot more confusing, the old man deciphers. "Dimensions are like... whole different worlds, far away from ours. Somewhere in the stars, that's why it's so hard to get here."

"Oh so there could also be more humans with powers out there?" Asked Mogranius after taking a moment to comprehend everything he just heard.

Ending this side topic, the geezer expresses. "Long as they aren't messing with our shit, let there be more human filled planets if there are any."

Before his son can reply, the old man continues his journey of an explanation. "Moving on... It's nearly impossible to teleport through dimensions. It took the first 9 demons, 60,000 years to travel from their dimension to ours, just to set foot on earth."

"60,000 years! That's crazy. I have no idea how they discovered earth to begin with but they sure are ahead with technology!" The hunt for knowledge has always been Mogranius' main lust, even beating lust for women which says a lot.

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Even when he met Alia, Mogranius didn't approach with lust, it was what we can say. 'love at first sight.'

And unleashing a fact that no one other living human might have known, the geezer reveals. "When they did land, the impact was so fast that they sunk ⅔ of Ignis!"

Heavy to comprehend, but to clear out the peaceful demon' names, the old man explains. "Luckily not too many people became victims from that catastrophe, because there were barely a few hundred people in Ignis."

"Such a waste of precious land and history." Shouts the fire blaster, most definitely enraged.

But Mogranius' father seems to know information that would label him as someone who lived here for over 16,000 years.

So the fire blaster uses the opportunity to ask. "Do you possibly know how many people live in Ignis now?"

"126,389. I counted them all tihihihihi." Well now we can understand what's making him crazy.

Shocked but not surprised of such statistic, Mogranius uses this opportunity to know more. "But how many were there before the war?"

"Before the war Ignis had, above 270,000 people were to be found here. There were mostly Ignites compared to snow Ignites, because we have more food down here."

And of course he knows this painfully statistical fact as well.

But that's not the end, he continues. "Now there are roughly 20,000 Ignites and 400 snow Ignites here, a shame really. Xakro won as if without breaking a sweat."

This topic is bringing sad feelings, the fire blaster explains. "I still don't know how, even an Electus can't dominate with ease and progress. Much as I hate to say it, Xakro was a genius when it comes to continental domination."

Trying to keep a positive attitude, the fire blaster continues. "But at least we are putting up a fight again, the illustratian Alliance is also getting kicks by snow Ignites."

Continuing the positivity, the old man adds. "His own son is proving a pain in the ass, I still can't believe Xakro rejects his own kids, he doesn't want them. What sort of fatherhood is that?"

Debating with himself again, the old man continues. "But again Xakro can't help how he is, didn't choose that fate. In a way, he's innocent, a cursed copy of his forefathers."

"The only way we can give him relief and if we want to do Ignis good, is to kill him and prevent another spawn like him to appear."

Mogranius feels a bit of grief for Xakro illustrato lll but also feels grief for the rest of Ignis.

The illustratios wiped out over 90,000 Ignites since the war started. It is just too much to forget and forgive, that's ⅓ of the continent.

Cutting to the case after remembering something, the old man recites. "That isn't our concern right now, go to King Michael an show your pure intent, show the information I gave you. After over 10,000 years, the demons from the other dimension managed to teleport here although with poor results."

Weighing in the danger further, he continues. "But if they manage to teleport here in the first place, what is to stop them to teleport well equipped, stronger? We need his help if humanity is to continue its existence."

Understanding where this is going, especially since the old man threw water over the fire just now, Mogranius expresses. "So this is goodbye? I get why you can't come with us, but everytime I step on fishing waters of Gaster Kingdom, have Becky come and get me. I need to spend more time with you before age gets the best of me."