Powerful enough to control what others said and did.
A child who longed for friends would lose everything.
"Everything in the world follows one principle."
John said, "Equivalent exchange."
"You get everything you want. You can rule the world, erase it with ease."
"All it takes is a small price."
"Loneliness."
His hand slowly lifted from Adam's shoulder.
"You can create your own playthings, friends, family, even everything you could ever want."
"But remember, no one treats their own creations fairly."
Tears streamed down Adam's face. He had never thought it would turn out like this.
He had only wanted his friends to stay.
Even if they sometimes argued with him, and sometimes got angry.
But all of those things together made them his good friends, Adam Young's Little Team.
They could spend an entire day playing make-believe in their secret base, or share their opinions on things they had heard from adults.
No one would call them childish, and no one would think their wild ideas were impossible.
He did not notice that John had let go of him completely.
The chaos particles were disappearing.
John watched Adam as the power to make his words reality, bestowed by fate, was being withdrawn.
The children who had been under his control were freed.
"I was wrong. Forgive me," Adam said in remorse.
With his most heartfelt apology, he won his friends back.
Starting the Doomsday War required the help of Satan's son.
The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse opened the chapter of destruction.
They received the summons from Satan's son.
Over thousands of years, the horsemen, who had long known about the Doomsday War, had wandered the human world.
The White, Red, Black, and Gray Horsemen.
The rider of the red horse, bloody War, haunted battlefields, savoring the scent of