Beneath the sunlight, the gods in the golden Divine Realm bent over their books, writing furiously.
On the throne, the immense body of the Red Dragon radiated a mighty presence.
The Red Dragon slowly opened his eyes. The gods, who had been writing furiously, could not help but look up.
For over a hundred years, after the great God of Order had assigned their lessons, he would awaken only at the appointed time.
Not a second early, not a second late.
For this to happen suddenly, something must have occurred.
"Great Lord of Order, is there a task you need us to carry out?" Yugulos set down his pen, moved the notebook before him aside, stood, and quietly asked Green.
Green surveyed the Dominion Pantheon gods gathered there, all ready to carry out his orders at a moment's notice.
"Nothing major. But it does concern you."
Green's words made the Dominion Pantheon gods exchange puzzled looks.
They had been here for over a hundred years, hardly ever taking any action. How could something suddenly come up that involved them?
"My Lord, what has happened?"
Kossuth, impatient by nature, was the first to ask.
Seeing the anxious gods below, Green decided not to keep them in suspense.
"More than a hundred years ago, just after I announced that I would choose a Successor from among you, a group of good and evil Deities sent me messages."
"They asked whether there was a way to break through the restrictions of the Four Great Thrones and attain Great Divine Power by some other means!"
"For all these years, after each lesson I gave you, I've actually been considering this question in private!"
"I don't want the entire Dominion Pantheon to lose its drive to advance!"
"That this world can give rise to