Chapter 8

"This is area unit-81 speaking, the seal from cell number 40, 78 and 56 are failing!"

"This is area unit-52, all of our seals are failing as well!"

"THIS IS AREA UNIT-37! WE'VE BEEN BREACHED! I REPEAT! WE 'VE BEEN BREACHED!"

The outcries coming from the remaining staffs left in the stations trying to fix the seals that are stopping the most dangerous of criminals from escaping. All of their efforts are futile despite the bloodsheds. 

The primordial monsters before time known for consuming thousands of worlds are now streching their limbs of relief for the first time in eons of years. And they were not quite joyful at awakening. They want something they can release their stress from. By annihilating whatever the mother universe has offered. The hell realm is now looking bloodier than it already was once. They want to find the better place to launch their anger and fermented sadism. They found the right place... everywhere but hell.

 Their roars louder than trillion victims, their teeths sharper than blades of novas, their emotions stronger than the death of cosmos, their eyes brighter than lights of heaven, their scales tougher than the void null. They are unstoppable. They will trample on the seeds and the soils of alpha and omega. They will punish the innocents harder than war. They will spit at the corpses of heavenly kings. They will birth worst of the worst nightmares all for giggles and play.