The Black Necromancer

The atmosphere was tense as the various Major Gods of Datar sat within a large meeting hall. They were not in Leon's Divine Kingdom, but the central ground where they usually held meetings.

"We lost many in this war, but the Army of Destruction has pulled back. I conversed with the Nexus Being, and he said that Datar has managed to prove itself worthy of its continued existence. We did it." Shorn said, but he was not smiling.

"However, there is an even more troublesome foe that awaits us now." Fazir said and several eyes turned to the most outstanding figure in the recent years, Leon.

"True God-Paragon of Undeath, has set his eyes on one of our own. An enemy of one of ours is an enemy of all. He will stop at nothing to get Leon, which means that he is even willing to settle for the destruction of this world. It is our duty to stop him." Shorn continued.

"There are several ways we can handle this threat. First, we can rely on ourselves. Secondly, we can request aid from the Nexus Being. On account of his fairness, I doubt he will let a world that is recovering from the attacks of the Army of Destruction to undergo such treatment.

Our third option, however, is to rely on the True Gods that have risen from our world in the past." His sharp draconic eyes scanned the crowd.

"I vote for the third options. Relying on our own is always better. Our person strengths will probably fall short of that which a True God is able to display. As for the Nexus Being... While I do not doubt their power, I prefer not to rely on them for this matter." A Major God voiced his opinion immediately, and surprisingly, many others agreed with them.

Leon looked at them curiously. He did not feel that their decision was wrong. In fact, they had a solid point. From what he had seen, the power of a Major God could not hold a candle to that of a True God. The overwhelming gulf in power was impossible to overcome even when they relied on numbers!

However, how could he be sure that these True Gods that had left Datar would even respond? From what he knew, True Gods rarely ever involved themselves directly in the matters of the worlds they were born in after reaching their level.

Would they even bother with Datar?

Before anyone could voice their opinions, a strange and powerful presence suddenly made itself known. Everyone had varying reactions, but from what Leon could see, the three Dragon Gods had the strongest reactions!

'A True God related to the Dragon Gods?' Leon wondered before a voice spread through the meeting hall through some strange magical means.

"Greetings, Guardians of Datar. A splendid job you have done fending off the Army of Destruction, but there is more trouble on the horizon. You need aid against the Paragon of Undeath, yes?" A dignified and noble voice rang through the minds of everyone present and they could feel the unbridled power that was contained in that voice.

"True God of Truth. We are privileged to be in your presence." Shorn bowed and showed his respect. His pride as a Dragon was willing to bend for an even more powerful being from his species.

"Ah, Shorn. You are doing well, I see. Keep up the good work. Now, back to the topic at hand." The True God Dragon God, whose name was still unknown to most, said. "The truth is, the assistance that we true Gods can deliver to you at the moment is limited. Too much outside interference has already tied our hands behind our back."

"What do you mean by that? Esteemed True God?" Corrun asked. The Sea God had a confused expression on his face.

"You can ask your Fate Gods. I believe they have already grasped the reality of the situation." The True God Dragon God responded and all eyes turned to Fazir and Michael.

It was as if they had already been expecting this, so none of them were fazed. Fazir stood up and cleared his throat after a soundless exchange with Michael.

"Michael and I were only barely able to perceive this, and hoped we were wrong. We planned on bringing it up during this meeting so we could address it as well, but as I can see, it seems our worst fears have manifested." The red haired Fate God said, his tone eerily calm.

"The foundation of our world is trembling."

"..."

No one spoke for a minute.

Then all hell broke loose."

"What do you mean by the foundation of our world is trembling?! What is that supposed to mean?"

"Does that mean that Datar could cease to exist at any moment?!"

"Give us answers!"

The Gods could clearly understand how bad the situation was even if they did not get the whole picture, so they were panicked. Powerful Gods that always maintained a steady and strong image all looked like children that were crying for their mothers.

"Let me explain it like this." Michael said and held up his hands, using his Divine Power to project an image for all to see. The world of Datar, its mortal realm and Celestial realm included, were displayed in a spherical projection. On the boundaries of the world, cracks could be seen, and it did not look pretty.

"The Army of Destruction was here to destroy, not preserve. Their very presence already destabilizes a world's foundation. However, we did not even fight with them for long, so the damage should not have been too serious. A century or so could have restored our world to its peak without anyone even knowing of the damage.

"However, two True Gods clashed within the sphere of influence of our World Foundation, destabilizing it and damaging it even further. You can only imagine what shocks it had to endure in order to withstand the full, unrestrained power of two True Gods who are not holding back and do not care about preserving the foundation of our world."