Under a mantle of heavy black clouds, four massive, radiant Beasts lit up the world. The Ice Phoenix radiated absolute cold in bluish crystals, while the Fire Phoenix set the sky ablaze with vivid crimson flames; beside them, the Behemoth hovered like an imposing mountain of yellowish earth.
Meanwhile, the Divine Dragon carried an aura of antiquity and arrogance in emerald green, along with a crushing pressure. Together, these four primordial entities ignited an instinctive, silent terror in everyone on the planet—and even outside it.
All four of them had their gaze fixed on a single point.
"Who's this brat?" Suddenly, a dry and powerful voice echoed across the entire planet.
Darian focused his eyes on the owner of the voice: the Behemoth. This beast was alive and well nowadays. He lived on the same planet where Darian was born and raised, and Darian met him when he was still a child. His mother introduced him as...
...the family pet. Literally.
