'Prince Zakar'el Eron'Lethe?'
'The Last Prince?'
'Letherions?'
Corey's mind was filled with questions when he heard the words of the being.
He tried to recall if he had ever recalled reading, hearing, or encountering something that dealt with this strange race called Letherions,
But he came up with nothing. He had never heard of a race called Letherions, and this was slightly surprising to him because of the knowledge he had obtained from the Underworld was not little.
"You don't have to think too much about my race or me... It'll be shocking to me if you've ever heard of my race... Even the Old Ones would have forgotten my race.'
Corey's eyes flashed when he heard the words- 'Old Ones'. He was about to speak, but he was beaten to it.
"Yes, you know of the Old Ones... You even have one of their creations and I can feel their touch on your... Cosmic soul."
Waves upon waves of shock impacted his mind the moment he heard the words of Prince Zakar'el.
