Amidst the desolate and dark forest whose darkness consumed an entire flight of helicopters, Damien stared at his status display for a few seconds. Its bluish hue reflected from his face.
The newly summoned Extraterrestrial Monsters granted him three personal skills, each of which was more intriguing than the last.
Dreams of Eternity, an ability belonging to the Starlight whose sheer presence alone brought madness to anyone nearby.
Void Maw originated from the Great Devourer, an interdimensional entity residing in the nothingness that divides realities.
And finally, Ancient Wisdom. It was bestowed by the Prothonean, an alien-like intelligent humanoid monster far stranger than the ones he had summoned beforehand.
He glanced at the tall and pale humanoid creature beside him and questioned. "Hey, do you have a name?"
The alien-like entity tilted its head, its full pitch-black eyes stared at him. "I do not have a name, Lord Oberon. I am but a humble servant."
