All these different worlds they traveled to were from a race of humanoid beings who have advanced technology and were peaceful. To bug like creatures living in hellish conditions on their home planet,they ate each other for food and survival.
Me and tria were traveling across these universes as observers to these beings of his own creation,as it was never-ending choas wherever they went. In one world was where a race of beings with human bodies and deer heads ate each other for a spot.
We are now currently sitting outside his creation,playing with a 3-d board that showed planets as we flick our fingers as the planets crushed into each other, destroying the planets in real time. Or we would send stars flying across the galaxy.
While this is happening,in prim's creation. The seraphs were still dealing with the problems at hand,metatron took care of the tree of existence while the rest took care of heaven.
Samuel went to earth under the name of Sam due to his wings being spiritual. Normal people couldn't see it or interact with it.
He was keeping an eye on the people on this planet,he walked down the streets. Keeping an eye on everything going on.
Seraphs didn't come to earth often,mainly because a swing of a blade can slice the planet in half when they aren't even trying,so he is walking.
In the palace,at the center of the zalario, sat on his throne as he watched the city through cameras through a purple portal. Samyaza walked through.
Samyaza:Gone according to plan.
Zalario:Indeed.
They both smark at each other.