"Ugh!!! Pram! I am growing impatient!!!" shouted Overlord Zetta, as he floated in space. He had lost his body when his Netherworld disappeared (no thanks to his stupidity of burning the Sacred Tomb). Now Zetta was trapped in the form of a book, acting as the new Sacred Tomb.
"Relax," smiled Pram, the white haired young oracle floating alongside him. Suddenly, a huge power was felt and a young man appeared out of nowhere. "Wait!!! You're not..."
"Ah, yes...I ran into someone who mentioned the great Overlord Zetta had been reverted into a book," smiled the young man, long brown hair down his back and wings like a dragon. He had a skinny tail, and wore a black overcoat with red clothes underneath. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Overlord Tarus,"
"I never heard of you," said Zetta.
"But of course...I'm up and coming in the Overlord business. But I digress...you need a powerful demon to write wishes into your book to restore your Netherworld, correct?" asked Tarus.
"You don't look that strong...but go ahead," said Zetta, opening up. Tarus took the talking book into his hands and held out a pen.
"Strange...why do I get the feeling he's hiding something?" thought Pram.
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