Anger, hatred, rage, these were the emotions churning with Villar as he glared at Circes Park. Four years ago he had nearly destroyed it, slaughtering anthros and demons alike before facing the Demon Queen Lilith. That now seemed like a lifetime ago.
The wizards had flourished, his final act before drifting off had allowed him to merge the realms. The titan hoped to create chaos, to put the wizards on their heels. If left unchecked, eventually reality would unravel, destroying his enemies and the universe itself. It was a fail safe for the titan. He may have fallen but he would make sure no one would survive long enough to enjoy their victory.
That was supposed to happen, instead the wizards were able to separate the realms. Worse, Katie, the one who had defeated him, increased her power and branched out into the other realms. She forged alliances, keeping magic secret in one timeline while it became commonplace in the other. After gaining allies throughout the realms, the wizards were far stronger than when he fought them. Villar, however, was nowhere near as powerful as he once been.
After having his physical body was destroyed, his essence resided in a soul gem. This gem was kept safely with his most trusted lieutenant Fukushu, a nine tail kitsune whose hatred for humanity allowed the titan to use him to his advantage. Fukushu despised wizards and humans based upon his history dealing with them. Villar had promised the kitsune vengeance against the wizards who murdered his sister in exchange for his allegiance. This meant the kitsune would hold onto the soul gem, allowing Villar to gather his strength. Unfortunately the titan had returned earlier than expected. He was perhaps 20 percent of what he had been. No longer the strongest being in the universe but, still a creature that few could rival.
"My Voids," Villar stated, gazing out at the small army of soulless, hulking, husks of what remained of the humans from the various realities he conquered. The creatures were nearly mindless, following simple orders with brutal efficiency. The greying hulking creatures twitched, their jaws hanging loose with fangs glinting in the moon light. "Go forth and bring chaos! Kill all in your path and do not stop! Tonight the witches park burns!"
Watching the horde charge forward, Villar watched within eyes. The destruction of the park would bring little comfort to the titan, all he wished was to finish off the demon queen. Already he could hear cries of panic as the Voids breeched the perimeter of the park. Animal squeals from anthros within the park told Villar all he needed to know. The Voids were doing what they did best, slaughtering all in front of them with no regards.
Entering the park, Villar could see fires burning as well as mangled corpses laying near the entrance. The Voids had caught the occupants onside by surprise and drove the survivors further into the park. Villar simply grunted, hoping the Voids hadn't been so efficient so that he could crush an anthro or demon. "No matter," he grumbled. "The demon and the Hourglass are all that matter. Besides, it is only a matter of time before the wizards arrive. Then and only then shall I have my revenge."