As he grew up, under Old Bat's tutelage as both "fine teacher and helpful friend," Little Little Eight's childhood had truly been full of grievances and resentment. Until the day of his coming-of-age ceremony, when the dice changed Little Little Eight's fate.
"Eh? Impossible! How could Lord Bat lose!?"
The bat cried out, disbelief written all over his face.
"Wahaha! I won, I won, I won!"
Little Little Eight was ecstatic. Holding the covered bowl in one wing, he jumped and danced with joy.
"Damn it, you cheated! Lord Bat refuses to accept this. We're starting over!"
Time passed. The bat and Little Little Eight had many grudges and entanglements between them, and soon the second War of Civilization arrived. Antonio also began to grow busy, constantly traveling among the ancient wizard communities.
Yet before the surging, mighty Formless Devil Ancestor and Formless Ancient Demons, the wizard legions could do nothing but suffer defeat after defeat. One Sky City after another became ruined relics in the void. Countless ancient wizards and slave monster legions were swallowed by the Abyssal Demon Dragon army. Even ancient True Spirits could not help but sink into endless despair before that boundless ocean of Abyssal Demon Dragons.
Some True Spirit Wizards sought to launch surprise attacks on the rear of the Abyss World communities to rescue the Wizard World. Some wished to join forces with civilizations from other world communities to resist together. Some exhausted every means to find the weakness of Abyss Civilization. Some summoned powerful creatures from distant, unknown spacetime to the ancient wizard communities...
But in the end, without exception, they all failed!
Within the absurd Dimension Gap, Antonio, wielding the Fate Lever, attempted to use transcendent power from a higher-dimensional plane to save the Wizard World from its fate of destruction.