"..."

  "..."

  "I blame you for this..."

  "What?! It was your idea!"

  "WELL YOU SHOULD'VE TALKED ME OUT OF IT!"

  "FUCK YOU!"

  Two beautiful goddesses were arguing in an empty dimension. The only thing besides them was a floating mirror that showed a strange scene. A small boy with blood red hair and a pair of jet-black horns was laughing. Why was he laughing you may ask? He was currently kicking a goblin kneeling at his feet, a group of them cowered in fear of the child as they stared at the scene.

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  "DAMNIT! NOW HE HAS MINIONS! WHAT DO WE DO?!"

  "...how about we just...ya know...system wipe it? It'll only take a few million years for life to start again. How about another asteroid? Ice age? oooh, we could cancel our subscription to Helios for a few years. Maybe try Apollo's model? I heard it was a really high-quality Sun!"

  "Damnit, but think of the canceling fees! We'd have to take it out of our dessert budget!"

  "Never mind then...hmm...how about we just summon some more heroes? Have them, ya know, kill each other a bit or something."

  "Eh? But, how many and from what do we chose from?"

  "Blargh idk, just take a few hundred or something, as long as their souls aren't immortal like that Demon Lord, then they'll eventually return to us in time! Yay recycling!"

  And so, that was how the world of Tieran was sent into unprecedented chaos.

  Demon Lords, Space monsters, Magical girls, Superpowered teens, cultivators, and reincarnators roamed around causing havoc.