Zokaro closed his eyes and could see nothing but pitch-black darkness. At that moment, he wished that everything he was seeing was merely a dream, so he began to laugh hysterically:

“Without a doubt, this is just a dream… none of this is real, hahaha.”

Raybo looked at him with astonishment and said:

“It seems to me, human, that you have truly gone mad… your end has come.”

He extended his hand toward Zokaro, and Zokaro looked at him in confusion, his eyes appearing lifeless. Shackles of blue energy wrapped around Zokaro, leaving him unable to speak.

But before Raybo could finish him, Kalka intervened, saying:

“Are there any last words you wish to say?”

Zokaro smiled calmly:

“My mother, my father, and my sister Kalia… did they really not die? Tell me the truth.”

Kalka said:

“Yes, they did not die, and they will be reintegrated so that we may rule through them.”

Zokaro said:

“I said that I am the creator of the world… meaning that all its patterns and laws come from my ideas. But will I die because I might violate those laws?”

Kalka replied:

“No, not only that, but you will become like a ruler who controls everything… and you will become a threat to our plan.”

Zokaro began to laugh, then looked at them with eyes that had lost the taste of life:

“You are nothing but insects, but I will cling to life to see whether what you said is true. And if it is a lie… I will kill you.”

Rabo said coldly:

“A talkative insect.”

Zokaro charged forward with all his strength and pushed Raybo back, but a small strange device fell, and he stepped on it unintentionally. He felt a powerful electric shock that caused his body to begin fading away.

A strong blue barrier surrounded him, impossible to penetrate, and Zokaro’s body began to slowly disappear. He did not know what was happening, but he felt that this was his final end.

When he completely vanished before them, Kalka shouted:

“Damn it! He has changed the course of the world’s plan… what will we tell our king?”

Rabo said:

“We must return and observe what will happen. He has altered the timeline, but the world itself remains the same… and now we must fight the humans to control them.”

As for Zokaro, he found himself in endless, absolute darkness, until he saw a brilliantly shining light, and a virtual screen appeared before him.

“Welcome, Ruler Zokaro.

The world’s time system has been reset, and you will become a character within it. Choose the place you wish to go to.”

Zokaro did not understand what this thing was, but he wanted to see his family again.

“I want to go to where my mother is.”

System:

“Very well, it is done. We shall meet again later, Ruler.”

In a distant place, in the middle of a great kingdom surrounded by a massive dome-like barrier, magical energy protected the kingdom. In an even more distant place outside the town, inside a simple house, there was great joy.

Everyone was looking at a newborn baby. He slowly opened his eyes and raised his gaze to see his mother, Renma, holding him in her arms, and his father, Dzekor, gently playing with him. Then Kalia placed her hand on Zokaro’s cheek; she was a seven-year-old girl.

Zokaro did not know what was happening, but he was happy, and his emotions began to overflow until the baby started crying. The mother did not understand what was happening, but she gently held him and patted his fragile little back.

In a distant place shrouded in darkness, Raybo, Rabo, and Kalka appeared, kneeling as they apologized to their king.

The king’s eyes were sharp and glowing red, and everyone trembled.

The king said:

“So, the human has begun to control the world… but he was born in the form of a child. Therefore, we must end the world of humans and rule it, so that they all fall under my authority.”

Kalka said:

“My lord, we will need some time to do that… we apologize for our ignorance and our mistake.”

The king said:

“No problem, but failing twice… you know what that means.”

Silence filled the place, and a great danger awaited Zokaro.