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He had requested both the Angel’s Septagram and his army, the Angel Division, to look for a way to eradicate the 2 primordials, Space and Void, for unknown reasons. We hadn’t found information on how to kill off Void, but we found out how to take Space out. We found out that the Void primordial is the key to the Space primordials’ downfall.
When we informed Him, he was ecstatic and ordered us to start organizing a celebration out of nowhere. It was a bit strange and out-of-character for our gracious ruler, but we didn’t question it. I figured it was because the two tyrannical primordials were going to be disposed of soon. I guess we too, were overzealous.
We set up the ballroom that normally held such celebrations and sent invites to all the immortals, hoping that the two would come to the palace. That’s what He had planned… I didn’t know why. No one did understand his predicament.
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The day of the celebration came and surprisingly, Space and Void came together. After a bit of leisure time and preparation for the ploy was active. We were told to rile up and pressure Void into hurting Space. It worked out perfectly, Space had been taken out.
Our triumph didn’t last long, however. Void lashed out and ended up severely injuring three of our officials, one of them being me, and killing the other four of them. Some members of the Angel Division had suffered casualties and our Sovereign had sustained injuries to some degree as well. It ended in a massacre. It took weeks of endless scrubbing to get all the stains of blood out of the once pristine palace. We had to appoint new people so that our Septagram could continue to survive and serve our Lord. Speaking of Him, our Ruler has gotten far more paranoid. It worries me…