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?"

figures said. Their 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

and shocked, one of the elven elders voiced

it like

because I've made it

and everyone turned their heads to see

was calm and he appeared not far

"Who are you?"

dwarven representatives asked, her voice filled with caution. She was a short

that be a question I'm supposed

replied, his voice neither humble nor overbearing, but with a certain authority that made it difficult

elder stepped

He seemed rather amicable.

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

brow raised, and although his expression didn't change much, the way he looked at them made it seem as though he was seeing right through them.

see, so you're the

no sincerity in his

monotone. It was hard

for time. The demons are

suddenly opened his mouth and glared at the human who was

they arrived on Earth, they found out that

couldn't allow

where

"Or what?"

soft voice whispered behind his ear, and the orc's entire body turned stiff. He robotically turned his head, and his heart

"How?"

He stammered.

in disbelief. No one was able to catch

it on the orc's shoulder. His cold gaze fell on him, and for a short moment, he didn't say anything. Even so, for the orc, that one short moment felt like an eternity,

unruly for a bunch of

as everyone looked

not reinforcements? Look at yourselves. Do you look

expression didn't change, but each one of his words struck

"Know your place."

those three words powerfully rang in the

any attention and turned his head away from them to stare at

you seriously think you managed to escape because of your

the attention toward him

"What do you mean?"

the dwarven delegates

lot of our forces fell in order to let

"Heh."

gaze heavy with what could only be described as pity. The dwarf furrowed his brows in response, sensing

same went for the

could utter a sound,

on

through the tense silence. The human shook his head, his

because of your own