"I will do everything I can to find him… and bring him home."
That was the promise Morgana made months ago, when Emery vanished without a trace.
What followed was a summons from Khaos itself. A calling from the primordial being through a rift in space. There, amidst shattered citadels, she found Killgragah—once the mightiest of beasts—reduced to a flickering wisp no larger than her forearm.
Together, they were given a divine task: to defeat the Red Demon's Elder Dragon, a godly realm creature left behind from a battle between two Khaos champions, Emery and Tolaro.
Even wounded, the crimson Bahamoth was beyond anything Morgana had ever faced. Its presence alone warped the skies. She fought not to win—but to survive. Each encounter was a nightmare of claws, fire, and pain. She would have died a dozen times over, were it not for Killgragah's help and Khaos's guidance.
Days became weeks. Weeks bled into months.
