Alvin sat in the cabin of the Quinjet, holding Heborong...
He politely declined the pilot's invitation to enter the cockpit and, like a capable dad, carefully cradled Heborong as he found the most comfortable seat...
Just as Alvin tried to coax Heborong into opening his eyes and looking at him...
Deep within the core of the Earth...
The "Great Rope," which had once crossed paths with Alvin, twisted its body and let out a cheerful cry at a yellow orb of light supporting a massive stele...
"Gaia, your child survived!"
The yellow orb expanded slightly, and then a gentle voice rang out...
"Heborong has finally escaped Fate's Curse...
That's the best news I've heard in tens of thousands of years!
Luck has finally turned in our favor. Heborong has sacrificed so much for me!"
The Great Rope twisted its body and gently stroked the yellow orb in consolation. "Of the twelve Titans, only Heborong remains...
You trusted my master, and you won't be disappointed!
Compared with those Titans blinded by power and ambition, and that fool Zeus, Heborong has a far brighter future!
Away from Earth, they could only decline under Fate's control!
How long has it been since you received a message from those fools who call themselves the 'Titan Gods'?"
The yellow orb, Gaia, fell silent for a moment, then let out a sorrowful sigh. "A long time. Perhaps a hundred years, perhaps two hundred...
They went from flourishing to declining in a mere thirty thousand years!
Prosperity and pleasure corrupted them...
They forgot that, compared with the power of Fate, their abilities were utterly insignificant!"
The yellow orb, Gaia, sighed softly. "Their selfish nature made them forget that they should look after every member of their people!
A wandering, ugly child came back and slaughtered them all...