*Present time*
(Aposis's throne room, the demon lair)
All the demons were now in preparation for the forthcoming war which their demon queen was going to lead them into against the sky goddess.
Aisha sat on Aposis's supposed seat, feeling every part of it like she was seeking comfort from it. The demon aides had just prepared her for the war—dress-wise though, not otherwise. She was still having self-doubts and knew very well that the only way she could overcome them was talking to Aposis. He had always been her greatest strength but now, he was no more.
"Aposis," she whispered to herself lightly, trying so much not to break into tears.
