Book 14

As the war across the Milky Way Galaxy intensifies, all fronts prepare for the ultimate confrontation between the gods and their Chosen.

Despite recent losses and the appearance of a new, unexpected enemy, Jake and the Malefic Viper’s preparations for the deciding confrontation with Ell’Hakan and Yip of Yore continue.

Other factions get involved as schemes are made and plans laid, with the entire multiverse watching on, waiting for Yip of Yore to make his move. With the would-be Primordial Slayer pushing back the Order of the Malefic Viper at every turn, many begin to wonder if Yip of Yore will be the first Primordial Slayer of the multiverse.

Simultaneously, the fighting in the Milky Way continues as the Prima Guardian event is wrapping up, with the time soon coming to decide who will come to rule the galaxy: the Chosen of the Malefic Viper or the Chosen of Yip of Yore.

A confrontation on two fronts, both sides with their own plans, but in the end, the victor will be decided not by schemes or politics, but by the only thing that truly matters in the multiverse: who’s actually the most powerful.

"I told you this many times before, Jake. Don't worry about me. You're far too young and weak to be worrying about me, and clearly you've shown plenty of propensity to make yourself not alright on several occasions, so maybe you should focus on yourself first?"

"Vilas is powerful, and he rarely shows his true emotions. However, when they do show, the results can be drastic... if not catastrophic."

The Lord Protector observed his master as he sighed internally, trying to squash the insecurities in his heart. For so many eras, he had trusted the Malefic Viper to handle things... what was one more time?

Few dared ask them about their laissez-faire attitude about the entire thing, but once asked, their answers as to why they seemed so assured things would go according to their expectations tended to boil down to the same sentiment: He's the Malefic Viper.

Having your god die turned out to be quite a recipe for disaster...

“That’s right,” Vilastromoz said, wiping a tear from his eye. “I’m just so proud. Jake finally destroyed his very first planet... Oh, how they grow up so fast.”