A few days after the successful defense against the hero raid at The Supreme Evils grand castle...

In a dirty study filled with books sits a man who looks as if he lost everything. Raal'tara'goto looks miserable and not even his wife Isabella is able to cheer him up. Despite living a life of luxury since birth and having a beautiful wife is he missing something crucial in his life...

His daughter Biali.

Ever since that fateful day a few days ago, something reawakened within him. Not just mere hatred, but the desire for revenge. The damned heroes. They took away the only thing which meant anything for him in life. He would had been content to just weather their attacks as long as he got to spend time with his daughter.

But no, they even took that away from him. Ralto knows she is alive in his heart, but do not know where she ended up after that cursed spell that witch cast at her. This uncertainty pains him greatly.

"Darling, I am certain that Biali is able to handle herself." Says Isabella as she hugs Ralto from behind the desk chair. Ralto just sighs.

"I know that my daughter got my blood coursing through her veins, but I am afraid her spoiled upbringing made her soft... And vulnerable..." Says Ralto as he absentmindedly stares out the window in the study. The sky is blue and not a single cloud can be seen through it. He lets out a sigh as he grabs Isabellas hand.

All he wanted for his daughter was for her to have a relatively normal life without any need to fight. But now is Biali in some hell forsaken hole fighting for her life. His heart aches just by thinking of it.

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Compared to his own upbringing so has Biali had a relatively carefree one until now. She got loving parents who dote on her and she even has friends. Ralto on the other hand only got to live with his own father until he was twenty years old, and he never even knew his own mother. Did he even have one in the first place?

His father got murdered by heroes which invaded the very same castle he lives in when he just turned twenty years old. He took over the title as Supreme Evil ever since then, as it was his birthright after all.

Then he looks up at Isabella and continues: "Whatever hell they put my daughter through will be repaid thousandfold." His eyes then flares up as he releases her hand.

"That is the man I fell in love with." Says Isabella as she starts walking out of the study. She then stops when Ralto calls on her.

"I will no longer be idle. I will scour all the four worlds to find my daughter, and even bring down the gods themselves if they stand in my way." Raltos eyes flares up even more this time. Isabella then smiles and faces him.

"Mm, about time. It has been three hundred years since we married. That time during your crusade of revenge in The Eleven Hells was glorious! I do not mind watching a reprise~" Says Isabella softly as she kisses Ralto on the cheek and then follows up with a hug.

"Father..." Says Ralto as he hugs Isabella back. A tear then falls out from his right eye.

"Biali..." He quietly says as he hugs her even harder.

"The crusade is coming..." Ralto growls before he and Isabella start kissing each other.

At this day the plans for another crusade began to be made. Losing Biali, the crown princess was the tipping point for the Raal'tara'goto kingdom. All the citizens of the kingdom were outraged when they heard that they lost their princess. They were no longer content with just weathering the assaults of heroes.

The time to fight back is now. Abolish old conventions and rules set by ancient gods and kingdoms. A new renaissance has started, and the citizens of the kingdom now began throwing away their old way of life, in favor of one of total war. Just like in the ancient times of The Great Crusades.

If everything goes according to plan, then the kingdom is ready for a new crusade within a year.