Isaac stood alone in the living room, watching the news unfold. The entire world was in a state of panic, and instability. No one knew what was happening, but everyone saw flashes from the space, like there was thunder.
His parents left for their companies, to help the government with their problems. With the help of other wealthy families, they soon managed to create temporary residences for New-Gen, and Inhumans.
Creak... the door opened, and Luna ran inside. She sighed in relief after seeing Isaac, and headed toward him, ''Do you have any idea what is happening? I could barely come here. The streets were completely crowded, and the gate didn't have any guards. Any idea where they went?''
''Probably home to their families.'' Isaac said, and closed the TV. He sighed, ''We are under attack. Now I might understand the purpose of White Online. Did we fail?''
''What do you mean?'' Luna worriedly held his shoulder.
He shook his head, and said, ''Return to your family, help them if they need, I have something I have to check.''
Luna watched as Isaac slowly stepped up the stairs. Her look was puzzled, ''Isaac!''
''Go home, I will visit you soon.'' Isaac said, and he showed a split-second smile before turning his head away.
Luna's face looked worried as she left the mansion. The nearby mansions were empty while everyone watched from their windows at the disoriented streets. The curfew was on, and no one should leave the apartments. However, it wasn't that hard since there weren't nearly enough law enforcers to keep an eye on everyone.
She left the mansion, fearful at the things that were happening, and it felt like apocalypse was happening. The peaceful world would never be same.
...
Isaac opened his eyes, and spawned in the Autumn Realm, in his apartment. As he left the building, there was no sound. The doors were slammed open, and it looked like everyone was leaving in a great hurry.
He entered the street, and started to run toward the Fall City. With his great speed, which was twice faster than before, he soon reached the streets. Everything was abandoned as flyers glided across the empty streets.
There was no soul in sight.
Isaac ran, and suddenly reached his bookstore. As he entered the indoor, he shouted out Ghost's name. But didn't receive an answer. It seemed like he had also fled.
He left the bookstore, and ran to the Winter Realm Portal. There was no one guarding it. With a stern look, he ran into the Winter Realm Portal, and appeared in the mystifying Winter Realm.
The cold was incredibly bone biting. However, Isaac could deal with it reasonably well as the pain sensors weren't that high.
It was his first time in the Winter Realm, but he didn't have time to lie back, and enjoy the beautiful landscape. He ran mildly, through the snowy forests, and valleys until he reached an abandoned town. The charcoal still burned strongly in the fireplaces.
It was like they left in a hurry.
Crack...
''Hmm?'' Isaac touched his earlobes, and tried to perk his ears. He thought he had heard a soft crack. Soon, it proved to be more than just a mere sound.
In the sky, a massive crack appeared, swallowing the whole sky. On the other side of the crack was a heavenly-looking city. It was God City. Gods, and Goddesses fled through the sky as the sky behind them turned crimson!
Outside the misty-clouded world, hundreds... thousands... tens of thousands of spaceships have arrived. They flooded the entire space with their incredible aura.
Isaac hid behind wooden shack, which was strangely well-built to keep all the cold away. He watched as the Gods, and Goddesses formed another crack, entered through it, and appeared in Autumn Realm.
The crack to the God Realm was slowly closing. Isaac immediately jumped, broke the ground underneath his feet, and entered through the crack. He appeared in the God Realm, a place where he had been once before, and focused his gaze on the sky.
His face paled after seeing the spaceships.
''Who are they...''
...
Garmagello watched as the spaceships appeared behind him. His grin grew, and turned to Odin. However, his grin soon froze as crack-in-the-space appeared behind Odin. From it stepped army, with heavenly aura.
Leading the army was Zeus, glad in his golden armor. In his tow were hundreds of Gods, and Goddesses, along with a few Legacy Figures.
One of them was Simo, dressed in his usual white camouflage. He didn't have his mask anymore, so anyone could see his disfigured face. Beside him was Adam, strapping his fists with white cloth, then next to him was King Arthur, Lancelot, Spartacus, King Leonidas, and Miyamoto Musashi.
After the appearance of strong army, the demons smirked inside the spaceships. Six individuals slowly floated towards them, and appeared beside Garmagello.
''Moah, finally. My fists were getting rusty.'' Bald-headed demon, with two pointy horns, and dark eyes. His skin was pure red, like he was boiling inside, and his fists looked like they were made for killing.
He was the Demon Lord of the Sixth Heaven, Tyrannus!
''Whooo, heh.'' A woman with black hair, which cascaded down her back, and reached her toes, stood tall. Her skin was pale, barbed tail poked through her lower back. She wore a revealing dress with only enough fabric to cover her breasts, and lower half. The whole outfit was in black.
She was the Demon Lord of the Fifth Heaven, Hellcela.
''Yawn...'' A man with a long face, wide nose, and sharp cheekbones yawned while looking across the space. It was like he couldn't bother to be here. A gray robe donned his unimpressive figure. There were two spiraling horns going through his forehead.
He was the Demon Lord of the Fourth Heaven, Dukeran.
''Kill? We should kill them, right? Kill, yes, kill, woho!'' A short-legged man moved his fingers rapidly like he had been shot by an adrenaline shot. His eyes swam around, moving circles in his sockets, and it looked incredibly creepy. His skin was pale, and two horns protruded from his forehead.
He was the Demon Lord of the Third Heaven, Lycanhowl.
''Let's finish, and find some pretty slaves.'' A long-tongued man with two horns, and unimpressive brown eyes looked at the scene with curve of lips. As he saw some pretty-looking Goddesses, his lower half started reacting as he started giggling to himself.
He was the Demon Lord of the Second Heaven, Axcel.
Then, lastly, there was an immensely cold-looking man with no horns. He was the only Demon Lord without horns, but the forehead had signs of there once being horns. He had a long nose bridge, cold-looking eyes, and a sharp gaze. His body was packed with hidden muscles, which were hidden by a white shirt, a black vest, and thin trousers.
He was the Demon Lord of the First Heaven, Anti-Social.
