The Author's POV

[Earth]

The blue sky above seemed to shimmer and vibrate. The clouds parted, and then suddenly the sky began to crack, like a fragile pane of glass that was subjected to too much stress.

C... crack―!

The first fracture appeared, jagged and rough-edged, and then another, and another, until the sky was a spiderweb of broken blue glass.

From within the cracks, shapes began to emerge, strange and distorted, like figures from another dimension breaking through into this one.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Figures materialized into the sky, one after another. Their faces were pallid and drawn, their eyes sunken and haunted. They stumbled out of the cracks, their bodies haggard and trembling.

"We're here!"

One of them cried out, a note of relief in his voice.

"We've made it."

Another echoed, sounding more exhausted than triumphant.

After their emergence, more and more figures began to materialize from the fissure in the sky, eventually filling the entirety of the sky with their respective numbers.

The sky above them had stopped cracking, but it remained a deep, unsettling shade of blue, like a bruise on the face of the world.

Swoosh!

As the last of the survivors emerged from the portal, they took stock of their surroundings.

They were standing on top of what appeared to be a city, albeit one with peculiar building styles. The buildings were long and rectangular in shape, and the majority of their surfaces were covered in glass.

Other than that, it was eerily silent.

There were no sounds of life or movement, no signs of civilization or activity.

"Are we in the right place?"

"This is Earth?"

The survivors gathered together, their faces etched with fatigue and anxiety.

They were well aware that they had cheated death by a razor's edge and that it was only a matter of time before it caught up with them; at the moment, they were merely attempting to cling onto their last hope with the remaining forces on earth.

Soon...

Soon, the demons were going to come, and only one ending crossed their minds.

The survivors could feel it in their bones—a deep, primal fear that made their hearts race and their palms sweat.

"What's going on here? Where are all the humans?"

eyes swept the area around them, and as they extended their mana in an effort to detect the presence of any form of life, they were surprised to

of the elven elders voiced out

is it like

because I've made it

to see a human with

gaze was calm and he appeared

"Who are you?"

with caution. She

a question I'm supposed to

nor overbearing, but with a

elder stepped

He seemed rather amicable.

inconvenience. We have heard that you humans have signed an alliance with our races, and we've

the way he looked at them made it seem as though he was seeing right through them. He didn't say anything

see, so you're

with no sincerity in

expression and voice were rather monotone. It was hard

for time. The demons are coming.

impatient orc suddenly opened his mouth and glared at the human who was standing

the demon's clutches, and yet, the moment they arrived on Earth, they found out

pride couldn't

You either tell us where

"Or what?"

stiff. He robotically turned his head, and his heart

"How?"

He stammered.

races were also in disbelief. No one was able to catch a glimpse of

moment, he didn't say anything. Even so, for the orc, that one short moment felt like an eternity, and his entire body

unruly for a

words made the air tense as

know you're not reinforcements? Look at yourselves. Do

change, but each one of his words struck the hearts of

"Know your place."

said, and those three words powerfully rang in

them any attention and turned

managed to

the attention toward him

"What do you mean?"

of the dwarven delegates

to let us escape. If there's one thing I'm sure about, it's that our escape was not a mere

"Heh."

human's eyes locked with the dwarven delegate's, his gaze heavy with what could only be described as pity. The dwarf furrowed his brows in response, sensing the disdain that was

same went for

any of them could utter a sound, the human spoke

wrong on

silence. The human shook his head, his

because