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Kajithe was terrified out of his mind.
He didn’t know what had happened.
Or how it had happened.
But at some point, a strange entity capable of traversing space had captured him.
The being’s black, shadowed hands dragged him into a different dimension and cast a peculiar spell on everyone else.
Unable to act, Kajithe watched as Elayne and her party forgot his existence and continued without him.
He was forced to witness everything being lost.
Daddy Sardine had told him that his threads of fortune were linked to Elayne.
If he had been there, that small additional help...
It could have prevented this catastrophe.
"If only...! If only I could’ve helped...! No...! No...! Avalon...! Our world...!"
Wrapped in shadow tendrils, Kajithe watched in horror as the Netherworld began to devour Avalon, spreading Nether and Miasma everywhere.
Demonic entities roamed the once-vibrant land, and undead wandered freely.
Their once respected and beloved King, brainwashed by a powerful demon, had become the Ruler of the Netherworld’s puppet.
"Daddy Sardine...! Everyone...! Queen Khione... Guhh...! I have to escape this place!"
Kajithe roared in anger, finding himself in a strange, desolate pocket dimension.
Shadows surrounded him, a dark blue sky loomed above, gray fog-like clouds drifted, and bizarre black creatures, formed of miasmic flesh, flew everywhere.
"W-What is this place, nyaaaaa?!"
As he screamed in horror, something heard him and began moving toward him.
A massive, incomprehensible monstrosity approached.
"So you have awakened, little thread of fortune. Fortunately, I recognized your importance and severed that thread before my master’s plans could fail again..."
"W-What! How did you know this...! How...! Why?! Who...! Who are you?!"
Kajithe roared, unleashing all his accumulated spiritual power at once. Dozens of colorful cat spirits began gnawing and slashing at the shadows binding him.
"Who am I?"
The monstrous black entity bloomed like a dark lotus, revealing its identity within, causing Kajithe’s mind to warp and teeter on the edge of madness.
A glowing divine being from another realm appeared, resembling a youthful girl of nine years old.
She had long white hair and eyes forever closed.
Her flowing white hair wrapped around her body, forming a white dress.
Threads of her hair spread everywhere, as shadows obeyed her will.
"Y-You’re...! A Deity! A True Ancient Deity?!"
Kajithe vomited blood as he discerned the identity of this ancient being.
How?
How could such a being call the Demon King of Death her "master"?
It was utterly absurd!
And yet...
"The Alien God of Death visited our Realm and offered us a grand bargain. My sisters rejected him, but I, bored by their neglect as the youngest, accepted. I, the weakest of the three Fates, chose to fulfill my lord’s dreams. Through his empty gaze, I saw my ideal world and the path to achieve it."
The youngest of the Fates!
Kajithe knew her name!
It was her.
The most ancient being, a horrifying existence!
Clotho.
"I weave life into existence, but that doesn’t mean I cannot alter or sever fates... though not to the extent of my elder sister, who can end life with a mere snap of her scissors."
"Why?! Why?! Why?! Why are you telling me this?! NYAAAAGGH!"
Kajithe convulsed, vomiting blood and crying blood, his body writhing in agony as the truth of such an ancient being, who dominated laws themselves, was imprinted into his very soul.
"Little kitten, your kind is quite intriguing. You’re perhaps the only spirit race with an affinity for Fortune, tied to Fate and Destiny. I’ve always wanted a cute pet cat, but my sisters never allowed it... so you’re going to become my cute pet cat."
"No, nyaaaah!"
"Eh?"
"I will never yield, not even to gods! Daddy Sardine...! My loyalty lies with him alone! HISSSS!"
Against all odds, Kajithe displayed a brave face, hissing at an ancient goddess like Clotho without hesitation.
The girl laughed, however.
"Hahahaha! What can a pitiful little kitten do? You are now within my domain, and you cannot—"
"Even if it costs my Spiritual Heart, I won’t yield!"
FLAAASH!
"W-What are you doing?! Wait! I want you as my pet!"
Clotho panicked as she saw Kajithe begin to detonate all his spirit power, his body glowing as countless cat spirits erupted from him.
BOOOMMM!!!
"Nngh?!"
Clotho shielded herself with her shadowy creatures’ tendrils, realizing Kajithe had vanished completely.
"He killed himself?! What...! How— No, he’s not dead! His thread... is alive! I can feel it!"
Clotho gasped, realizing Kajithe had employed an incredibly risky yet intricate technique, harnessing the power of the Threads of Fortune themselves.
She quickly opened her domain, scanning the now-corrupted spirit forest, but Kajithe was gone.
"He destroyed his spiritual body and used the remaining energy of his Spiritual Heart to travel as a spiritual soul through the Thread of Fortune connecting him to his benefactor?! How... incredible! My foolish sisters always said we shouldn’t study this race, but the more I learn about their power, the more intrigued I become! Hahaha!"
As she laughed, Kajithe traveled along a golden road, finally arriving at Khione’s Kingdom.
Everything was in chaos. Khione was mobilizing everyone.
She had no intention of fighting, however.
Having learned that Elayne and her friends had not only lost but perished, she decided to flee before the Domain of Death could ensnare her and her people.
"We must hurry! Quickly! Enter the Storage Paintings! There’s no time to gather your belongings. Your lives are more precious than anything else!"
With Chloe’s assistance, Khione urgently stored hundreds of fairies and other spirit races at once.
Kajithe arrived just as his race was being evacuated, appearing before Daddy Sardine, who was flying out of his building.
"Kajithe! I thought you had died! What happened? The Fortune I read...! It was suddenly severed by a strange, divine force!"
Daddy Sardine displayed an uncharacteristically intense expression, his usually calm face revealing shock, horror, and sorrow.
"D-Daddy Sardine! A goddess! Clotho herself has arrived here! She is targeting our tribe! We must flee! We have to escape somewhere beyond the Domain of Death! She can move freely through it!"
"W-What?! This is...! Beyond my wildest imagination. I cannot believe it...! Is our world truly coming to an end?! Who is this powerful being that can command a being of her caliber?"
"S-She said it was an Alien God...! Another, different Netherworld, originating from another world, is merging with our own!"
"...?!"
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