In an old universe teaming with magic we look upon a small planet. In the central region of the east continent named Nemid we peer inside the demon lords castle.

The hero swung his sword one last time decapitating the demon lord, ending his reign of terror over the lands of man. The hero picks up the head by the long, twisted horns and holds it above his head.

-The quest is completed and now I ask to be returned from whence I came. - The next moment a white light covered the hero from head to toe and seconds later the demon lord's head fell to the stone floor of the demon lord's castle. The hero was gone from this world.

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In the realm of the gods a fist slammed onto a table, rattling the glasses that stood upon it. 

-The demon lord this time was too weak it seems. Next time I will select a demon strategist for the role. - The one who spoke was the God of miasma and more often than not thought as evil. On the other side of the table sat the God of light mostly thought of as good.

-Then shall we start the next game? I think this time I will summon a hero and bestow them with the gift of magic. - 

And that is how the 2551st clash between the God of miasma and the God of light ended.