Shackle The Witches
The Old World ended when humanity drilled too deep into the planet.
By breaking the planet seal, the Domains from another dimension began to emerge. The Deep that destroys cities with a tsunami, the Shining that alters the skies, the Nightmare where terrible creatures rush out from; the chaos that makes every possibility happen at once, and the Abyss that erases everything that gets too close.
The Domains connected with the people of Celestia, turning the girls into Witches. They became existences that could reshaped the world at the cost of going insane. In their rampage, they destroy the world and then began making a new one.
In desperation, the last researchers of Ark-9 committed their last sin. They stole a soul from another world and then forced it into a new body to create the Chief. The Chief was made to suppress the Witches, to restore the world, and to be a weapon.
The Chief was placed in a long sleep under a flooded city. Until finally the dying researchers awoke him for the mission, they have been preparing.
The salvation of Celestia.
“Fuck off.”
Was what Aether said to all of them.
“You bastards thought you could tear me from my world, and make me your obedient weapon?”
Aether then laughed. “Those Witches you guys hate. I will not hunt them, chain them, force them, or use them as tools for your schemes. But instead, I will love them.”
The Ark-9 Researchers erupted in rage. But he continued laughing without a care as their rage was music to his ears. “This is my script now.”
The prison that held him shattered as their screams faded into silence. And he stepped into the new world with a smirk.
“And I plan to make sure. No Witch escape my love.”
