Damian's POV

{earlier that day}

"Hello, Entity," I said. "I see that the rest of your legion is dead, so I'm offering you to join me."

The Entity snorted but I could see that he was considering my offer.

"We could be stronger together," I told him. "We would be feared across every dimension."

The Entity nodded, and grinned.

"Perfect," I said. "For now, no attacking the Frostbourne,"

"Yes, master," he said, bowing respectfully.

"Good," I said, pleased to hear him say that, it meant he transferred his leadership to me now. "I'm glad to hear that."

{present time}

The young Netherkin glared at me, but I could tell she was only trying to hide her fear.

"Who are you?" Stella asked.

"I'm Damian," I said, smirking.

"Damian? I've read about you," she said. "You took over many kingdoms then you were banished by your old mentor over three thousand years ago."

"Really? Well, I have to admit, I wasn't expecting that, and I'm quite flattered to hear that you know about me," I said. "But, that's not important right now, because I need you for a certain reason, and you're the best person for the job right now."

"Oh, and that is?" Stella asked.

"You'll see," I said, as I levitated her into the air and threw her down.

Stella got up, her arms no longer tied, and got ready to fight.

I summoned a long glowing red sword and threw it at her, and before she could dodge it or deflect it, the blade found its mark.

There was a bright light that covered the whole dimension and caused the ground to shake.

And then there was a dull thud and the red Ender eye began to glow.

"All too easy," I said. "Now I can go anywhere now, and nobody will suspect a thing. Which means that I can finally kill Ember."

What should we name the new dimension?