Hours after the destruction of the Summoners' capital, Magiaa is helping the survivors. A shaken summoner, noticing something odd about her, approaches.
Random Summoner: (suspiciously) Are you a Summoner? I couldn't sense any aura from you. How did you survive unscathed with almost no aura at all?
Magiaa: (coldly, with an air of indifference) The arrogance of thinking you're gods simply because you dominate a few universes... that's exactly why the Summoners fell. You think you're untouchable. You can't sense my aura, not because it doesn't exist, but because it’s far beyond what your senses can comprehend.
Random Summoner: (angry, frustrated) We all felt Saturn's aura! You think you're stronger than him?
Magiaa releases a wave of her aura for a fraction of a second. The very world of the Summoners trembles. The surviving summoners are left barely standing, completely overwhelmed by the force of her power, which could destroy galaxies in seconds.
Magiaa: (calmly) Perhaps your minds were shattered alongside your capital. Saturn held back—what you felt was only a fraction of his true power. If he had unleashed his full strength, none of you would have felt anything at all.
The summoners stand in stunned silence, realizing how outmatched they truly are, no longer even entertaining thoughts of facing Saturn.
Just then, Magiaa senses something—a strange, faint aura among the fallen Summoners. Unlike the others, it’s weak, but peculiar. With a blink, she vanishes.
The other Summoners look around in confusion. One of them recognizes her.
Summoner: (whispers, stunned) It can’t be... she’s... she’s Magiaa, the Goddess of Time and Space. One of the Nine Superiors.
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Scene shifts to Magiaa, who arrives at the source of the weak aura. Amid the ruins, buried under layers of rubble, she finds a young boy, around eight years old.
Magiaa: (surprised, but emotionless) A child? I expected to find a relic. She addresses him coolly. Who are you, boy?
Thalor: (nervous, afraid) I… I’m Thalor. I can summon barriers and walls. Please don’t hurt me!
Magiaa: (studying him) How did you survive? Where are your parents?
Thalor: (suddenly, with more courage) Where’s Saturn? I came here to find him. Tell me where he is!
Magiaa: (taken aback, surprised by his request) You’re looking for Saturn? Do you even know what he’s done here? He’s the one behind this destruction—he killed almost all the Summoners, including Astaroth.
Thalor: (relieved, almost happy) So he’s really the one who did it? And Astaroth is dead?
Magiaa: (frowning, her cold demeanor intact) You’re not afraid of the one who caused all this?
> Realizing he’s said too much, Thalor panics and runs. His mind races as he thinks Magiaa is one of the Summoners left behind to fight Saturn. He begins summoning walls and barriers, one after another, trying to escape.
Magiaa remains standing in the same spot, observing with mild interest. The boy’s summoning skills, though ineffective in battle, are creative—he’s constructing an intricate maze of walls. Still, she doesn’t move.
When Thalor believes he’s finally safe, hidden behind countless layers of barriers, he exhales with relief.
Thalor: (talking to himself) That was close… that scary Summoner almost caught me…
Magiaa: (suddenly appearing behind him, whispering) Am I really that scary, child?
Thalor screams in fear and turns around.
Thalor: (panicking) How did you find me?
Magiaa: (unfazed) I never moved. You’re the one who ran so far. I simply bent space. No matter where you go, you’ll always end up where I want you to be.
Thalor: (confused, shocked) Is that even possible? You… you must be a ghost! You died in the disaster, didn’t you?
Magiaa: (sighing) Foolish child. I’m no ghost. What you witnessed is time-space manipulation. I can pass through any physical object, twist any path to lead wherever I choose.
Thalor, too stunned to understand, tries one last effort to save himself. He summons a massive wall, intending to crush Magiaa under it. She easily phases through, standing completely unaffected.
Thalor: (terrified) You… you really are a ghost!
Magiaa: (irritated) "Enough games." Her voice softened but remained firm. "Why did you come searching for Saturn?"
Realizing he has no other choice, Thalor begins to cry.
Magiaa: (impatient) Stop crying and speak.
Thalor: Astaroth… he killed my father. My father saved me, cleared a way for me to escape, and told me to find Saturn. He said Saturn knows me, that he’d help me, if I told him what happened.
Magiaa’s expression shifts subtly—curiosity now mixed with suspicion.
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Magiaa: (thinking to herself) What connection could this boy have to Saturn? And why is his aura so... different?
Out loud, she asks, How did your father know Saturn?
Thalor: (sniffling, still scared) My father knew him from a long time ago. Saturn once told him that I would become the greatest summoner in history… that I’d learn techniques no summoner ever has.
Magiaa: (amused but intrigued) You’re lucky. If any other Summoner had found you, you’d be in serious trouble. But don’t worry—I’m not one of them. I’ll train you myself. Just as Saturn said, you’ll become the greatest summoner. I’ll teach you a technique that even Astaroth never knew—the "Secret Summoning of the Nine Division Beasts."
Thalor: (excited, eyes wide) Really? You can make me stronger than Astaroth? But… how? You’re not a summoner.
Magiaa: (smirking slightly) Because I’m a goddess. But in her mind, she’s now more curious than ever. What are Saturn’s intentions for this boy? Why does he believe this child has the potential to surpass all other summoners?
She decides she’ll need to question Astaroth herself.
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Scene shifts to a dark isolated chamber
The room was shrouded in shadows barely illuminated by a single flickering source of light that cast eerie silhouettes across the walls.The air was heavy, as if weighed down by the sheer presence of Magiaa's aura. To young Thalor, the space felt cold and foreboding.
Thalor looked around, his voice a mixture of fear and frustration.
Thalor: "Where did you bring me? Are you... are you trying to kidnap me? I don't have any family who'd pay a ransom..."
Magiaa: "Silence, boy. Just follow me."
They entered a larger chamber, its vastness swallowed by darkness. At the room's center, shackled to the floor in restraints crafted from a rare material that nullified aura and magic, was none other than the Chief Summoner, Astaroth.
Thalor's eyes widened, and he whispered in shock.
Thalor: "The Chief... Why is he here?"
Astaroth looked up, equally surprised to see the young summoner. His gaze then shifted to Magiaa, recognition and confusion evident in his eyes.
Astaroth: "Who are you, lady? And why would you go to such lengths to keep me alive after Saturn's attack?"
Magiaa's expression remained cold, her voice devoid of warmth.
Magiaa: "Don't misunderstand me. Keeping you alive was never my goal. You have answers I need. Once I get them, you're free to die."
Astaroth's eyes narrowed, defiance glinting within them.
Astaroth: "Threatening to kill me while you still need my cooperation? Tell me, why should I answer you?"
Magiaa's voice dropped, carrying a quiet menace.
Magiaa: "There's a technique called 'A Million Deaths.' I don't enjoy using it, but... I'll make an exception if it comes to that."
Astaroth's defiance flickered, his expression darkening with realization.
Astaroth: "...I see. So that's how you managed to shield me from Saturn."
Thalor, visibly confused, interrupted, his admiration evident.
Thalor: "A Million Deaths'? Even the Chief is wary of it? You're really something, miss goddess!"
Ignoring Thalor,
Magiaa: "Tell me, Astaroth what do you know about Saturn?"
Thalor: "First, ask him why he killed my father!"
Magiaa:"Answer whatever you want first, Astaroth. I'm waiting."
Astaroth sighed, resignation mixing with old memories as he began.
Astaroth: "I don't know much about Saturn himself... but nine hundred years ago, a name began to circulate -a summoner so powerful, it was said no one knew where he came from. They called him 'The Summoner from the Heavens.' That summoner... was Saturn."
Magiaa's eyes narrowed, her intrigue barely masked.
Magiaa: "Go on."
Astaroth leaned back, the memories of his encounter still fresh after all these centuries.
Astaroth: "He wasn't alone in his reputation. Another powerful figure of that time was a summoner they called the Snow Princess... her name was Sane."
*Magiaa's eyes flickered in recognition.
Magiaa: "...Sane. I know someone by that name."
*Astaroth gave a small, bitter chuckle.
Astaroth: "Names are just words, but Sane recognized Saturn's potential long before any of us. When I first became Chief Summoner, my ambition was to master every summoning technique known to us. It was that desire that ultimately led me into Saturn's path."
*Thalor interrupted, his youthful curiosity overcoming him.
Thalor: "Wait, Chief, didn't you just say you were already old a century before you met Saturn? That's, like... ancient!"
Magiaa: "Silence, boy. Let him continue."
Astaroth's face turned grim, his voice lowering.
Astaroth: "Yes. I had only recently been named Chief Summoner, and I left with a few subordinates to seek Saturn's knowledge.
In our travels, we encountered a young man along the way. He had no detectable aura, yet there was something... chilling about him. One of my subordinates stopped him, demanding him to show respect to the 'Greatest Summoner."
*Astaroth's eyes darkened as he recalled the exchange.
Astaroth: "But the young man only turned around, his eyes carrying an eerie, ring-like pattern I had never seen before. He looked at us, unbothered, and replied... 'Respect? For this man? What's so special about him?""
*His fists clenched at the memory.
Astaroth: "That single line felt like a dagger. No one dared to disrespect me. Not until him."
*Thalor's eyes were wide, mesmerized by the story.
Astaroth: "I told him, 'Kneel down and ask for forgiveness, and I'll spare you.' He just looked at me with a hint of amusement and said..."
*Astaroth's voice dropped to a whisper, imitating Saturn's words.
Saturn: "Do you even understand what would happen if you truly angered me, Astaroth?"
'Astaroth's face grew pale, the terror of that memory resurfacing.'
Astaroth: "In my rage, I attacked him. But my power didn't even reach him. He nullified it without moving an inch. My subordinates attacked as well... yet before I knew it, they were nothing but dust in the wind."
*Thalor gasped, horrified.
Astaroth: "He hovered above the ground, his eyes cold and merciless. He tossed one of my subordinates' heads at me and said, 'Run, I'll let you live."
'The shame of his own helplessness weighed heavily in his voice.'
Astaroth: "I refused to submit. In desperation, I summoned my strongest being-an Eleventh-Dimensional entity, a creature few could ever defeat."
Astaroth's voice softened, tinged with disbelief.
Astaroth: "But Saturn... he looked at me, almost disappointed. He asked me, 'How does a summoner like you hold a creature of such dimension? Do you feed it souls?""
'Yes,' I told him, 'and now I'll feed it yours.' I was confident, I believed no one could match an Eleventh-Dimensional entity..."
*Astaroth's voice dropped as he remembered Saturn's quiet smile, his heart racing at the memory.
Astaroth: "But Saturn reached out, touched the entity, and used, 'Atomic Disintegration.' In an instant, my strongest summon, my greatest weapon- disintegrated before my eyes."
*He drew a shaky breath, his voice quiet as he remembered the next part.
Astaroth: "Then... he used 'Aura Formation.' I didn't sense it at first- there was no detectable aura -but it took visible form. I saw it, this tangible force wrapping around him. As he walked towards me, my body began to fracture. My bones, my very essence, began to shatter."
*Thalor's eyes were wide with a mixture of terror and awe.
Astaroth: "I was seconds away from death when I heard a voice. Му daughter, Sane, was there, begging him to spare my life. That's when I knew- this man, this monster before me... was Saturn himself."
The room fell silent as Astaroth's story ended, the weight of his words lingering in the air. Thalor and Magiaa stared at him, each lost in thought.
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