On an arena being watched with the eyes of countless powerful individuals.
The figure of the Imperium Autarch appeared with stupendous grace and beauty as he seemed like an Entity outside of a painting.
When one thought of a hero. When one thought of a chosen entity who would rise to save his people.
His golden hair and eyes, his disposition…this being held it all!
Standing on the golden sands of the Arena that seemed sturdier than Planes of Existence, Imperium stared at his enemy from Omniverse X- 889.
And he asked calmly.
"Entah…what might your System of Existence be?"
Casual words.
Words that the crimson robed man with dark hair heard and smiled, his body beginning to burn into streams of flames that flowed upwards to open countless portals.
"I am a Spiritualist. I've lived for eons contracting Spirits under my banner, their strength flowing through me as in an instant…"
HUUM!
