"What happens next?" Asked a voice in the middle of a blank space, the source of this voice was a young man in his twenties and with a short golden hair as if was all made of threads of gold. He was wearing a simple armor set made of a dark-gold material, his smooth jade-like eyes radiated peaceful light as his mind assimilated all the new memories, knowledge about origin and even many different unique spells and other things of the previous eras.
With a single intention, his surroundings changed into a beach. Under a breathtaking view of a scarlet sky, turning the crystalline blue sea in a reddish hue, stretching until the eyes could not see. Another man, this one seeming relatively older with a long black hair walked over the sea until he stepped before the younger man.
"Elijah." "Old Elijah."
