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As night approached, the All-Powerful gathered in the lounge. A phlegmatic and melancholic mood prevailed among them. No one wanted to think about the coming night and the mortals who were fighting for the Club's survival somewhere deep within the planet. Everyone tried to distract themselves. Discord and Yortle played a game of checkers, and thanks to the embodiment of Chaos, the checkers were alive and literally devoured their opponents. Elminora and Merlin quietly chatted about anomalous phenomena in their worlds, Kreation indifferently gazed out the window at the apocalyptic landscapes, Estrello stared blankly at the ceiling, Fay Wong drank wine alone, trying not to look at Yuuko. Ea found entertainment to her liking: using her power, she attracted peaceful creatures that often ran past the Club building and, with a sadist's smile, watched as they were burned by the magical barrier created by Turing. In a distant corner, Biko tried to lift her spirits in one of the few ways available to her, humming her tiny database in different rhythms. All of this was accompanied by Dryzen's depressing piano playing. Only the Club's creator seemed out of place in this atmosphere. Turing spent every hour using some of his power to protect the building, often using specific abilities to counter particular disasters. Shortly before, he had to personally extinguish a erupting volcano, so the creator didn't look his best at the moment. Tetsuo approached him and offered a tonic to restore his strength, already the third for the evening.
- I never thought I'd end my days like this, - Villayan approached the armchair where Daizumi was sitting thoughtfully and leaned against its back. - All my life I searched for ways to gain new power. In the end, I became a god, but for what? Little Mermaid, it would be funny if we both die. At least I'll get genuine pleasure before I die.
- I won't die, mosquito, - Daizumi replied with an imperturbable smile. - And a little tap on your curious nose is always good for you.
- Boring as always. Nothing new.
Villayan sighed in disappointment and left the water mistress, heading towards the newly arrived sorceress, Yuuko, who was now worriedly telling Eliot something.
- Ladies, is something bothering you?
Yuuko fell silent, looking questioningly at Eliot. She said reassuringly:
- Villayan is my deputy. I trust him more than anyone. So, continue.
- That man with the glass of wine, - Yuuko said in a captivating voice, - he came here with bad intentions. I know him... He is obsessed with his dream, but it brings only destruction. Moreover, I foresee that he is not the only one who will bring misfortune. Dark times are coming to the Club... Even darker.
Eliot and Villayan exchanged glances, after which the chairwoman spoke:
- I will be vigilant. Whatever happens, we are ready to protect the Club. Even if it is threatened from within...
- Enough! - Turing's loud voice interrupted the conversation. - Go to your rooms. This isn't our first night, we'll survive. Even the All-Powerful need rest. Good night, everyone!
The creator himself set an example and left the lounge. The others followed him to their rooms, remaining silent. Only Daizumi winked at her comrades: they had a final meeting before the start of active operations. And meanwhile, in this world, the time of darkness was inexorably approaching...
- I never thought I'd end my days like this, - Villayan approached the armchair where Daizumi was sitting thoughtfully and leaned against its back. - All my life I searched for ways to gain new power. In the end, I became a god, but for what? Little Mermaid, it would be funny if we both die. At least I'll get genuine pleasure before I die.
- I won't die, mosquito, - Daizumi replied with an imperturbable smile. - And a little tap on your curious nose is always good for you.
- Boring as always. Nothing new.
Villayan sighed in disappointment and left the water mistress, heading towards the newly arrived sorceress, Yuuko, who was now worriedly telling Eliot something.
- Ladies, is something bothering you?
Yuuko fell silent, looking questioningly at Eliot. She said reassuringly:
- Villayan is my deputy. I trust him more than anyone. So, continue.
- That man with the glass of wine, - Yuuko said in a captivating voice, - he came here with bad intentions. I know him... He is obsessed with his dream, but it brings only destruction. Moreover, I foresee that he is not the only one who will bring misfortune. Dark times are coming to the Club... Even darker.
Eliot and Villayan exchanged glances, after which the chairwoman spoke:
- I will be vigilant. Whatever happens, we are ready to protect the Club. Even if it is threatened from within...
- Enough! - Turing's loud voice interrupted the conversation. - Go to your rooms. This isn't our first night, we'll survive. Even the All-Powerful need rest. Good night, everyone!
The creator himself set an example and left the lounge. The others followed him to their rooms, remaining silent. Only Daizumi winked at her comrades: they had a final meeting before the start of active operations. And meanwhile, in this world, the time of darkness was inexorably approaching...
The first night begins.
Reminder: Wulfgar, Spira, Nephela, Torian, Lizard, Millicent, and Drakoshka have immunities.
Reminder: Wulfgar, Spira, Nephela, Torian, Lizard, Millicent, and Drakoshka have immunities.
