The sky was bathed in flames, and at the center was a large cocoon, too vast to comprehend.
But within the cocoon is a phoenix destined to be born a great Calamity—now being birthed as a true Calamity.
However, instead of a true calamity destined to destroy everything, a tamed one is being born.
One that now holds even greater potential to rise beyond the sorry fate the heavens had planned for her.
She is now part of a Paragon, and with the Star Monarch blood running through her veins, the heavens have lost both a weapon and a chance to stop another Paragon from rising.
A true Calamity is being born, and this time, it is beyond the jurisdiction of the heavens. This time, she stands under her own authority—an authority of a great Calamity, the Red Death Phoenix.
Around it, ancient runes glowed—runes that only Klaus could read.
Naturally, he wouldn't deny the ladies such poetry. He cleared his throat and started to read the runes.