In Universe 3578.
Ever since Below All broke free of his seal and the entire Celestials order died in battle, the Celestials had ruled this place.
Reality universes were destroyed and devoured one after another. Countless lives ended before they even knew what was happening.
The Dimension Lords, the Immortals of the Heavenly Court, and the gods of Valhalla could only hide in their dimensions and tremble.
They even had to keep moving to avoid being found by the Celestials.
The fire they had shown when they fought to seal Below All was gone.
Inside a newly opened spatial rift.
Multiversal Level beings, including Dormammu, Nightmare, Satan, Lucifer, Kronos, and the Heavenly Emperor, were discussing what to do.
Uranus of Valhalla had died in battle, and his son Kronos had succeeded him as king of Valhalla's gods.
"The Celestials keep pushing us harder. Yesterday they demanded the energy of one universe. Now they want two. At this rate, they'll bleed us dry."
"Exactly. You can hold out because you have reserves. We Dimension Lords have been scraping by, and they've already taken everything we have."
"We in the Heavenly Court have it even worse. Who knows how many of our celestial maidens they've seized?"
"Ahem..."
The strategy meeting quickly turned into a session for airing grievances.
Then Nightmare, who had been sitting nearby, glanced around and suddenly said, "If we can't go on like this, let's break the seal on Hell and let those Celestials deal with what comes out."
At the suggestion, interest flashed in the eyes of most of the demon gods.
They had discussed the idea before, but everyone had still clung to a shred of hope.
They had imagined the Celestials order might return and drive the Celestials away, or that once the Celestials had feasted