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The legacy of various famous games was lost after the Void Century. The wars that occurred pushed the world to the brink of extinction, and that most of the former technologies and records were lost.

Most of the records for all games were stored in computers and on cloud servers right before the war. And as the war wrecked and destroyed all the headquarters of many games, it wiped out most of the older games.

Cartridges, CDs, and other devices used to store the data of these games had been destroyed due to the war, and whatever survived would face the test of time.

The Void Century was a depressing and challenging time. The WGP had to find ways to keep the morale of the world but had to ensure that the entertainment of everyone would not be time-consuming or addictive as everyone needed to put in one-hundred percent of their effort.

As the world was in desperate need of productivity, even a single hour of unproductive work from every human would increase the threat of extinction. And so, WGP regulated entertainment, and a move to ban all addictive things led to arrests and house searches that forced the WGP to enter the homes of people and remove any items deemed addictive and would burn them on sight.

And so, the legacies of the glory days of gaming were lost and only revived when the Void Century was officially declared to be over.

Because of these past events, the Presiders interested in reviving the ancient original version before the WGP had included various \'propaganda\' monsters and removed certain \'controversial\' monsters was not completed even after a full month had passed.

The first delay occurred right after Presider Garenjazz announced the upcoming presider war. After the announcement, only the Top-Tiers dared to make personal visits and stay in South America to continue aiding and funding the reconstruction of Vincent Arbrion.

The project was a global endeavor as Vincent Arbrion only had notes, pictures, and word-of-mouth knowledge about the original set. To create the missing pieces, the Presider had to do a level of research similar to what archeologists do on ancient sites.

The only source that could possibly claim it was the WGP. But for some odd reason, the WGP refused to comply with the requests made by the corporations that the Presiders controlled.

And so, the meeting of Presiders held a month ago was expected to be finished within days. But these many problems hindered them from completing it, and the process was delayed. Moreover, the declaration of a Presider War also changed the continuity of this project. It was only after the alliances were solidified that they met together.

Seeker and his team plotted to use this gathering to spy on the many Presiders and gather more information. Their victory over Shakstress had changed the plans and allowed the Unlocked armies to easily pretend to be Presiders making it possible for them to create trades. And yet, in this ripe, perfect, and opportune moment, Lennox did the unthinkable. If this was Lowengren or Vender, then this was expected. But it came from the cold, calculating mind of Lennox.

They were before several Presiders and managed to do as they had planned. And yet the insane man insisted on getting a share in restoring the classic game over all other trades.

Seeker was not bothering to hide his shock and anger and allowed it to explode.

"Le-Father! What are you saying?!" Seeker shouted. Yet in his strange head, the other Seeker\'s were laughing and praising Lennox.

"This is good! Did you hear what that Top-Tier said? She really thinks we are a Top-Tier!" Greg answered.

"Seeker, this is perfect!" A woman spoke. As the month passed, a new identity had emerged in Seeker\'s head, and this woman was more chatty than ever. Worse still was the fact that she named herself Zera. Both the Adult and the Kid could do nothing as the girl insisted on it.

"Now we are being treated as a Top-Tier. While it may be dangerous, we now have the standing that will make the other Mid-Tiers hesitate! I mean, look at them!" Zera pointed out.

True to her observation, Straviaa and Feyor were giving the bald-headed lightning avatar a wary look.

"I can tell you more about the Lost Primordial for that. But if you want information about the Phalium Suit, then you better offer whatever you can. Of course, do consider that I don\'t have a Nefilus suit. But honestly, me or that slut won\'t accept any Nefilus suits anyway. We have found our path to Conquerors, and to go back and take Nefilus suit would be against our pride. We will Conquer with this!" Lennox laughed.

The words of Lennox drove fear into the hearts of Straviaa and Feyor. Even Zeraphine was horrified at the words of this person. She knew that they had a new suit, but this Progenitor\'s confidence made her recall the many Conquerors she met. 

"A formidable Conqueror! It seems this Presider Wars will not go according to our estimates. Fine then. I shall grant you weaponized techs of my sciences. These are the same things that I equip on my Supreme Exoskeletons. But of course, I will only give to you according to the importance of the information you give."

The other Presiders frowned.

"Wait! I will- no! We will give! We will give you other weapons as long as you give us the information!" Straviaa added.

"Yes. I will give you some information about teleportation if you give all of us the techs here!" Enderks added.

"As will I." Feyor added. He had no choice. While he was allied with Tiana, the Presider Wars will end up with everyone eventually killing each other. And so, he needed the information as badly as everyone did.

The bald man smiled as the lighting around him started to flicker. All of a sudden, his lightning moved towards Seeker and disappeared.

Seeker\'s eyes were glowing blue.

"Fine then. Rather than tell you, I have to show you. This is a Phallium Suit." Seeker extended his arms grandly and displayed his body.

"What do you mean, that is a Phallium suit?

BOOM!

All of sudden, the radiation level increased in the room as if a nuclear powerplant meltdown was happening. A strange fiery light appeared all over Seeker. His outer clothing was burned, and only a suit inside him remained.

Seeker\'s form grew strange, and lightning around his body danced around him. Seeker had no techs, but the lightning did not harm his body.

"Impossible!" 

"His body...!"

"This is a Phallium Suit. You Presiders keep your techs in your Nefilus Suit, and your Thrones channel the powers. But we don\'t need Suits, Thrones, or any of that nonsense. How else did the Lost Primordial and his team manage to fight and push Shaktress to a retreat? Who knows? They might have even killed her!" Seeker laughed. 

The words that Seeker spoke made the Mid-Tiers shiver. Even Enderks, who was the most composed, could feel his heart beat loudly.

They all believed that Shakstress was dead.

Seeker pushed his power and harnessed the Path of Lowengren and Harker. Truth and Lies were sent out, and the Presiders could not tell what it meant."

"Lost Primordial? I was in the impression... that you killed Shakstress." Tiana frowned.

Seeker laughed.

"Who knows? If you want an honest answer, trade for it!" Seeker laughed.