"Who are you?"
The question came from one of the Primarchs, his voice deep and filled with restrained authority. Unlike the other primordials, none of the four recognized the man standing before them.
That alone was unsettling.
What troubled them even more was his appearance. He did not resemble a human, nor did he bear the characteristics of a primordial. He was nothing like the devils they had been fighting for years either. Everything about him felt foreign, as though he did not belong to any known race within their universe.
To the four Primarchs, Kazreth was an unknown existence.
And unknown meant dangerous.
Their gazes sharpened as they studied him, each of them silently raising their guard to the highest level.
Kazreth, however, remained completely at ease.
A faint smile rested on his face as he spoke in a calm, almost casual tone. "I am Kazreth. I am the one who guided the devils to this universe. Everything that has happened here began because of me."
