"It is finally time, brother. It is time we put the humans in their place."
Deep within the sun not too far from Star Blue, a massive army of Solarians stood ready for a galactic war. Even the absolute weakest being among them was a 4th Ranker.
"It does not matter," a man with alien-like antennae growing out of his forehead spoke.
The Solarians possessed a tough, cockroach-like frame made entirely out of fiery lava. Gripping their heavy spears, they looked incredibly menacing.
"Brother, if you say 'it does not matter' one more time, I will personally send you back into Hell for more training. I know you are actively cultivating the Emptiness Hell Mantra, but this is a bit too much," the man's brother scolded.
"..." The Solarian fighting the intense urge to say it shut his mouth, trying his absolute best to remain silent.
