Berklin stroma vest was walking in the corridors of the royal palace in the capital city of Skyfall. The corridors were made up of solid magically reinforced brown granite, a red carpet with gold runic edges was laid on the floor leaving a small strip of the floor open. He walked slowly but steadily, he wore a light combat gear, and a fist sized sapphire blue pin was pinned to his chest piece. When he finally reached the main hallway to the throne room he sighed.
There are only few things that can make a person who has lived for thousands of years feel tired and one of those things is inside the throne room. When he reached the entrance to the throne room, he was met with two other persons.
A woman and a man. The woman was taller than Berklin. Her eyes were emerald, green, and her ruby hair was so long that it brushed against the floor when left untied, her slim body was adorned with a combat robe in the colors of purple and gold the colors of the clergy of the hegemon. The woman approached him her soft but cunning voice spoke
" Lord commander, you are late. Again. "
Berlin spoke, his bold deep voice booming " Archbishop, unfortunately my seat of power is not in the capital like yours ".
" Enough you two " the other man spoke.
he was a huge man at least 8 feet. He had a well-built body. his white beard was long but neatly maintained. His pupils were pure white with a reddish gold rune on both of his eyes. The pair halted. The entrance to the throne room opened and they stepped in.
The room was gigantic with 10 pillars on both sides, each at least 30 feet wide. Each pillar was arranged with at least 25 meters of gap between them. The walls were made up of some kind of black crystals and the floor was just a continuous piece of plane white marble.
At the order end of the room was the most important chair for the race called humans. The throne was what everyone called a soul throne. Its physical form was a magnificent, it was made up of pure white stone, gold pieces scattered all over it. The cushioning was a flashy silver with few red runes lining its edges, it had a ruby the size of an average person's head in the place of the head rest. There was a black sword embedded into the top of the throne. The wall behind the throne was pure glass showing a view of the beautiful floating city of Skyfall.
Even skyscrapers that could hold at least a million people with ease were at least few kilometers shorter that the tower in the royal palace that held the throne room. The sky was filled with what looked like flies but were sky ships, personal floating islands and cloud residences that were larger than most of the towns in the countryside.
The three divine rankers moved into the middle of the throne room indicated with a round black carpet with white edges and gold and sapphire blue runes scattered all over it. Several carpets similar in looks to the center pieces ran all over the room.
A person appeared standing before the throne out of nowhere. He was wearing a black semi plated armor with a red cape with black edges. He was wearing a crown; it was black matching the armor. It had 5 pointed ends that were fitted with 5 large white gemstones. The divine rankers knelt as the man sat on the throne.
" Your majesty" they spoke in unison.
" You may rise " the man's voice spoke.
" My lord may I know the reason for us gathering here? " Berklin asked.
" The gift of the world was used and our scanning systems failed to sense it. " Saying this the man shifted his eyes to the woman
" Archbishop, I think your god has shared something related to this with some of his followers. " The man said.
" Your majesty, my god as you know only shares information to the person that are required to know it. Even I can't persuade him to open up " the woman said her emerald eyes meeting the pale brown eyes of the man.
" I want all of you to do what you can and find the person who used it. There will be diplomats and messengers of war from other major races. Lord commander Berklin I want you handle the war treats. " The man said looking at Berklin.
The man eyes meet the last person " And for you Mr. Banfeild , the imperial crown would like to fund an expedition to find the user of the item. Feel free to use noble rankers, if the world decided to gift him them, he might be the incarnation of an Ancient soul."
The man then rises from the throne, unleashing his aura for the first time, it materializes, a being appears behind the man. The projection was a large man adorned with Armour from head to toe, the Armour a swirl of gold, silver and white. The projection held a bastard sword, its blade white and handle a mix of gold and leather.
" I DEODAS CLAMORE DEVANTI SKATI, ORDER YOU UNDER MY AUTHORITY AS AN ALMIGHTY TO FULLFILL YOUR DUTIES TO YOUR FULLEST "
The man's eyes turned into a swirl of gold, silver and white resembling the Armour of his aura projections, his hair stood up with colorful winds flowing around him. His cape fluttered and his hair turned silver, a complete contrast to his previous pitch-black hair. His voice boomed as the three divine rankers bowed even lower.
" As you wish my lord" they speak in unison.
The man just vanished into thin air everyone returned to their casual state. Berklin sighed as he got up to his feet.
" You are getting old, lord commander" the woman spoke offering him a hand for support.
" Says the woman 219 years older than me." Berlin replies.
Even the silent man joins Berklin in laughter as the woman makes a face of mock anger.
" Calm down Arkea." The silent man spoke.
" Don't support him, Harper." The woman spoke.
" Fine " the man said.
" I only wish that we have to not wait for another thousand years to meet again." Berklin spoke looking out the glass wall.
" Don't worry Berk. It will not be very long before we meet again. If my guess is correct, the next time we meet we will be accompanied with many divine and royal rankers from other races too. " The silent man spoke.
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