Dream

"How is it progressing?" asked the man wearing the Bloodwind Robe in a grating voice that sounded like scraping metal.

From the opposite side came a completely different, refined voice.

The fifth seed has just been planted in the Demonic Alliance.

From what I hear, aren't you wasting too many seeds on incompetent fools who can't even be expected to reach Full Bloom, let alone be special targets?

Hey now. Don't just look at the trees; see the forest. What I desire right now is something else entirely.

And what might that be?

Chaos.

Chaos?

The man in the Bloodwind Robe furrowed his brow as he asked.

Yes. Currently, the Demonic Faction is tightly bound together by the Demonic Alliance organization and the iron-fisted rule of the Black Emperor above it. I want chaos to create cracks in that structure...