Belgroth watched. Always there. Always watching. He thought he had grown accustomed to watching but never acting. For thousands of years, he had waited, trapped in that dungeon. Ever so slowly gathering what whispers of power he could grasp until he finally broke free of his restraints to the dungeon but still bound to that forsaken throne.

Even if he had been at full power, he would have struggled to break that binding. It took him thousands of years just to reclaim less than a millionth of his power.

An eternity.

He had struggled to retain his sanity for so long, he knew he would never be able to keep ahold of himself for another thousand, let alone another million.

But then, a small child had stumbled into his prison, providing him an escape, at least from one prison to another.

Belgroth had intended to consume the boy’s mind after entering it and possessing his body, but the boy had excited the old Argalon’s curiosity.

The demon, who had sworn to exterminate every Human in existence, found himself growing fond of the boy. He was not the most talented individual Belgroth had seen, but his affinities matched his personality more so than Belgroth had ever seen.

It had rarely even been theorized.

A person whose personality matched so perfectly with an element? Let alone one of the Primordial Elements? And a boy at that?

Belgroth’s roommate, the Demigod Sedall, had mentioned that the boy’s sister had a Body Constitution that was considered too dangerous to be left alive. He could understand their fear, though he did not consider it serious enough to constitute blanket executions.

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But if the sister was considered worthy of death, Belgroth had no doubt that the Demigods were blind and ignorant.

For if they truly understood just how much potential Alaster had, they would have long since eradicated every atom of the boy.

Users of the Primordial Elements were naturally more powerful then the Users of the other Elements, simply because the Primordial Elements control the very fabric of existence. It was naturally powerful.

But someone who matched the Primordial Element of Death, one of the more powerful Primordials, almost perfectly? Even the Argalon people would have seriously considered eliminating him.

But the Argalon people were no longer what they once were. Nor was he.

Now, Belgroth did his best to tutor and nurture the boy. He wanted to see just how powerful someone could become. He wanted to see what marvels of reality the boy could accomplish. What monstrosities would he create? Which ones would he stop? And which ones would he cause?

For this reason, Belgroth had grown quite fond of the boy. And why he feared for him.

Even as blind to the world as Belgroth had become, he was not useless.

There was plenty he did not know.

But it was impossible for someone as knowledgeable as him to not feel such a large number of his own people coming closer.

The Gods of Humanity were losing.

Belgroth was not sure what to do. While he would actually quite enjoy watching the Human race be extinguished, he liked Alaster.

There was no telling what the Gods of Humanity would do either. Humans had already shown themselves willing to do whatever it takes when defeat looms over them. They have already proven themselves to be capable and willing to destroy entire worlds for their own interests.

They had destroyed their home planet, and while this world had been theirs for thousands of years, it was still the home planet of the Argalon. They cherished it and did not wish to see it destroyed.

That would create an interesting situation once the Gods of Humanity were pushed back to it.

Invaders who desperately wanted to have their home back. And defenders who would not hesitate to destroy it just so no one could have it.

Then there was Alaster.

A human boy who did not care who or what he had to kill to protect his family.

He was already planning to burn down an entire kingdom to avenge his parents and take on an entire pantheon of Demigods just to protect his sister.

Belgroth wondered what the boy would do if the Argalon people threatened her.

And he wondered if Alaster would someday meet him.