Ranger, hellhound who betrayed his very own master for grandfather in law, Hannibal. Akita got quite a big litters with many females, giving demon genes to replace mortal ones. Now, what once was planet earth, is now roamed by descendents of mighty hounds. Yuki haven't made it since all power stripped from owner means fast decay of familiar. They have own sencturary among many arteficial islands on wasteland, slowly growing back into big forests.
Forests are essencial, but having possible source of power for fallen floral demon is one of many reasons why it's controled by burning wood to remind this male bitch who's boss. It is as well hunting grond for shifters, since populations of wild animals saved during "clensing" event before shaping it back to desired outcome. Underground world stays as it is, Slugterra haven't felt any change, and time seems to go on forever. Eli still remains The Shane. Up there somewhere is Ghost lurking to do heroic acts for sake of existing, and Dragons securing someting like bees protecting thier queen from harm. One dragon stands out with reminder of his once human nature, Guardian of Ashtantran, land of dragon shifters.
Basilisk chose to comme and see if he'll fit in with his huge appearience since he cannot control size anymore. Once Jake, now someone without idenity and name, wiped off memories for feeling like new in new world. "Everyone been expecting you to show up during this pieroid, master. Follow me to main resting chamber. Sub space between surface and slugterra should be fitting your mighhty self." Arch-demon streched wings before taking flight after Guardian, as expected he would destroy this paradise in dragon form "I won't fit in here as dragon, it wouldn't be fair to devastate such place for your kind." Lord Basilisk said in normal voice without care of world, he is among dragons after all. He didn't spent much time as more important matters need is attention more than gliding alone, letting wind kiss is entire body.
Lair got guest, unusual. Ghost King respectfully waited, he has eternity to live after death, as long as anyone remembers him. Basilisk had no crown or ring of rage, causaly sitting in throne, because it's nice to have one "What is of worry to you, your ghostness? Coming to me means something beyond your ability." Daniel Phantom, King of Ghosts... "Your ways, it reflects to ghostzone. My people are feeling worse with passing time, let sun kiss earth once in a while, and moon to dwell in sky openly. Keeping your subjects under arteficial suns is not good for anybody." Basilisk took more serious approach "I'm trying to keep removing volcano ash with natural means, no ingeration in it will give effects. Heat of volcanos protects central circle of cities livible from frost of new ice age you brought in fit on rage, natural one was already bad enough. It's all taken into account. Don't you worry, soon new pieroid will happen, ice age will revert to it's source. Planet will go back to last state in few pieroids of time. Sure, it takes few generations of humans to pass. Remember that humans in rule destroyed nature, I refreshed this planet to rule healthy world." King of Ghosts couldn't do anything about it, natural course of time doesn't mean anything for undead. Demons aren't undead, they are alive cratures, just living as ling as fresh blood courses thrue thier digestive systems along with flesh of humans. "I'm hearing this everytime, just with few changes. Nature is healing, portals are getting more stable. Keep up your world project." King just disappeared. "Leave me be for a while. Time to thing things over." enormous dragons laid on pile of shiny trasures, falling into dreamless sleep. Any apointments are to be taken to Ananke.