All of them were vastly different from each other, but every single one of them had some level of interest in the planet.
Whether those interests were good for the planet or not, didn’t really have anything to do with the native Earthlings.
No matter how nice these factions seemed to the people living in their respective Outposts during the Tutorial, at the end of the day they had their own goals and plans for Earth.
And it was very likely that they could mostly care less about the feelings of the other factions present.
At least until the news reached them.
The news of an Infernal being on the same planet as them.
If the source of the news wasn’t the Mavelia Merchant Union who boasted more than just a few millennia of history and credibility, then almost every faction present would’ve tossed the information out as garbage.
It was just that big of a shock to hear that there was real Infernal presence on the same planet as them.
For most, the reactions were to taper some of their immediate goals, playing it by ear, and making an effort to go great the local Infernal.
For others…particularly the factions that also happened to have millions if not billions of years of storied history, their reactions were a lot more interesting…since they knew exactly what it meant to have an Infernal here.
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More than just a few hundred Universes away…in a massive mountain that simply floated in space. A mountain so big it could easily dwarf entire planets in size…
Ding!
A loud ding resounded as a seemingly regular hammer landed on the blade of a seemingly normal sword. Or at least what would become a normal sword.
Of course, if that same hammer had landed on Earth with the exact same swing, then Earth would simply shatter into countless pieces with almost no resistance.
Yet that hammer didn’t stop landing on the sword in rhythmic fashion.
Until a few moments later…the hand holding the hammer paused.
The hand of the current acting leader of the Dwargon Federation.
A rough voice resounded.
“Why are you here?”
“Infernals are present on a planet we had interest in.”
“…And?”
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“This planet in particular is located in the newly integrated Universe. Recently exited their Tutorial.”
The hand that held the hammer slowly lowered and rested the tool on the anvil in front of it, and the face of an aged yet at the same time, was rich with life and vigor Dwarf turned to face the voice.
A voice that was speaking from thousands of miles away. Since almost anything near the mountain while this particular Dwarf was working would simply die from the residual effects alone.
“Is it a male or female.”
“A male Sir.
“A young Patriarch has been born eh…when was the last time one was born?”
“Since before you started work on this particular project sir.”
“Eh…quite some time has passed then…so a few brats of ours are on this planet then?”
“Yes sir.”
“Eh…I don’t feel like fighting a war…build relations if possible, if not then go pick up our people….ah still prepare for a war though.”
“Understood Sir.”
“Oh…one more thing.” The gruff voice of the Dwarf resounded once more as he reached to pick up his hammer.
“Sir?”
“Monitor the demons.”
“Yes Sir.”
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On a planet that seemed to always be in a constant of rotting and healing and rotting once more…
“Why have you woken us up little death?” A cacophony of voices seemed to resound altogether from a singular figure shrouded in darkness.
“Your sires…Infernals have been spotted on a newly integrated planet. We initially had plans to turn it into a land of Death.”
“We see….nothing can stop the spread of Death little death.”
That was the last thing the voices said before falling into slumber once more.
“I understand Your Sires.”
The one known as little death bowed once before it vanished from the planet.
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On a planet shrouded in perpetual darkness…
“Your Lordship, there’s a problem.”
“Speak.”
“Infernals Your Lordship. They are on the planet.”
“…Which planet do you of speak of Sqalven?”
“THE planet Your Lordship. The one we intend to use for the-”
“Speak no more…summon the Blood Council.”
“Yes, Your Lordship.”
A few minutes later, 7 figures could be seen seated at a blood red circular table.
Of course, only one of them was actually there in person, and the other 6 had simply sent projections.
“There is a Young Infernal Patriarch on the Chosen Planet.”
The silence in the room echoed for a few moments before another voice could be heard.
“…That cannot stop us. The Blood Scryers have spoken. This is the planet.”
“Then would you have us wage war with them?”
“Do not speak as if we are to fear them, Lord Edalven.”
“Lord Edalven isn’t wrong. A war now would do more harm than good…but it might be unavoidable all the same. This is the Chosen Planet, and we cannot afford to wait entire Eras before we get another opportunity to do this.”
“Lord Falder is right. But we should attempt to find a peaceful resolution before we immediately move to war. We were always going to offend a number of factions with this decision. Only the Infernals would wage a Multiversal War for a few mortals.”
“What would you have us do then Lord Palvenia? Those arrogant fools do not know reason.”
“…Why don’t we ask them to leave? We have more than enough Universes, let alone planets in our control. We can give them a few as compensation.”
“That might be a wise choice. We shall do that then. Though…we should still be prepared for a war.”
The Seven Blood Lords then departed from the meeting and began putting various things into motion. From decided exactly which planets, galaxies, or universes they would be willing to part with, to dumping resources into warfare preparation.
Of course, though they made sure to keep as much of this as secret as possible.
It wouldn’t do well for them for other forces to learn that the Seven Vhampryls Progenitors were now preparing for war.
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The news of an Infernal being on Earth caused various different reactions across the Multiverse. Reactions that even the Infernals themselves didn’t predict happening.
In fact, no one could predict that one of the true powerhouse factions of the Multiverse would be so willing and ready to threaten war.
For a war with Infernals would be no ordinary war.
There would be no hope for true victory, no joy to be had, no celebrations to look forward to, no hope.
There would be no hope.
Yet one of them who knew these facts, was still willing to choose war?
One could only wonder just what was so important to them, that they were willing to risk war of such a magnitude.
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