Orbiting outside the atmosphere of the monster world was a dark space prison
Slara the blood thrasher was guarding the only way in and out of the prison.
Two balls of light came down from deep space; they were a pair of celestial entities.
"What's the status of the prisoners?" a celestial entity asked Slara.
"Still in the dome in suspended animation," she said.
"And, what's the status on Zeon?" the other celestial entity asked.
"He is currently on Earth sending more monsters back to this world before the year is up," she said. "This is the last day in the human world when the dimension mites are on their last amount of power, so no more portals will open after that."
"Excellent, once the day is over, all the humans on Earth won't need to worry about the invasion of monsters anymore," a celestial entity said.
"I beg to differ," a voice said.
The three saw a warlock, a male witch, holding a glowing crystal scepter.
"Who goes there!" shouted the celestial entities ready for a fight.
The warlock unleashed a beam from his scepter, blasting the celestial entities away.
Slara charged in to attack, but the warlock picked her up with his scepter's power.
"Too slow for a blood thrasher," said the warlock.
He then tossed Slara down toward the monster planet, then he walked through the blasted hole in the wall.
In the center of the prison was the crystal dome; the warlock chanted a spell, and the scepter blasted a ball of light that melted the dome's metal door.
Scattered throughout the dome were numerous large floating crystals; there were dark silhouettes inside the crystals.
"The most powerful monsters alive, locked away for thousands of years, and now it's time to reign over all humans once and for all," the warlock said.
He chanted another spell, and the scepter shattered all the crystals; the creatures that were inside the crystals were the zoastras.
"We're free," said a zoastra. "Who releases us?"
"Was I," said the warlock. "I free you to rampage through the human world, and together we will conquer it as our world."
Suddenly, the leading zoastra pinned the warlock against the wall and electrocuted him until he turned to dust.
"This club is for zoastras only," said the leading zoastra; he then picked up the scepter. "But he's right about one thing; the human world will be ours!"
The other zoastras roared and cheered in agreement.
Meanwhile, Slara, having survived the fall, stood up.
"This can't be good," she said. "I must inform Zeon immediately."
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