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The Immortal lord Malthael, Lord of Golkindarr, grew tired of mortal affairs and sought out an heir to take care of all his unfinished business from all of his realms. He saw a promising choice on the lowest mortal plane, on the least advanced of his territories, The Laniakea Universe, in the smallest galaxy, the milky way, on the least advanced planet, Earth.

His name was Adrian Ardvel. He was 6'0" tall, slightly tan with an athletic build, his eyes a shade of deep blue, his hair a light red, and his face like a Greek sculpture. He would have qualified to be a supermodel if he didn't have one glaring flaw, a scar running down over his right eye, leaving him with only one good eye. An ancient and powerful bloodline could be sensed from him, though none of the mortals could feel it, else they would run in terror.

While Malthael was summoning him, his friend, Eldrid Sverd noticed him across the street and ran over to greet him. Eldrid wasn't too handsome. He was the same height as Adrian, had a stocky build, his face was more rounded than Adrian's as he was slightly overweight. He had a friendly aura around him, making him be the first person to be friend zoned by all the girls in school.

His eyes and hair were golden brown, his skin was slightly tan, his face had traces of his Cherokee ancestry, but not too noticeable. Right as Eldrid reached Adrian, the portal opened to Golkindarr.

In the great hall of Malthael, both Eldrid and Adrian appeared. Both of them were shocked by not being where they were a second ago, Eldrid thought they were on some prank show for a second but discarded the thought as it was way too elaborate.

Both Eldrid and Adrian suddenly thought, this is extremely similar to those stories I read online.

As the duo began looking around to figure what was going on, the grandeur of the great hall stunned them. Gemstones of all colors inlaid in the ceiling, creating images impressive feats and stories.

The walls were made of some azure gold material, the pillars wrought from an unknown azure purple material, the floor hewn of a purple gold stone like material.

The hall transcended human understanding as there appeared to be entire universes in the tapestries. As the two were trying to take in all the sights of the hall an indescribable sound brought them out of their trance.

They looked behind them to see a throne of colors. The colors were presumably composed of their own distinct elements, the sea of colors was blinding to the two of them. The figure on the throne rose, as he did, the swords all began to revolve around his right palm, and shrink while doing so, until they disappeared.

His figure was incorporeal, only a silhouette of a man was before them. "It appears I have gotten rusty in my space manipulation, as only one of you was supposed to arrive." He turned to Adrian.

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