Name: Walter Hans
Nationality: German
Religion: Christianity
Knowledge\Skills: Cartography. Bowman
(Accuracy: 99.9% - he never miss)
Multilingual: Spanish {60%} , Arabic {30%},
Russian {20%}
Purity: 86%
Age on Earth: 45yrs
Current age: 1024yrs
"Here you have one option: you can purpose a bid at the minimum bid amount 3 star rank. but first, I greatly recommend you have such weapon in your arsenal as it will aid you a step closer to the Creation Stone."
The middle aged man aims toward the middle of the hall after his pronouncement.
"Hans 3 star bid, now 4star
now 4 star, will ya give 4 star?
Zephone: "4 star."
"Great!". Cheered the old demon.
"4 star bid, 4 bid now 5 star
now 5 star, will ya give 5 star?
Cassiel: "5 star!."
Samael: "5 star!".
Both Princes simultaneously roared.
"5 star bid!!, now star 6
now 6 star, will ya give 6 star?".
Nakir: "6 star."
"6 star bid, now 7 star.
now 7 star, will ya give 7 star?."
Azza: "8 star!."
"8 star bid!!!, now 9 star
now 9 star, will ya give 9 star?".
There was tension so thick in the hall: Princes clashing to own Hans. The old man continued his routine and finally arrived at the winner.
"8 star bid, now 9 star
now 9 star, will ya give 9 star?. For Hans?."
Everywhere became at rest as their ranks were being threaten.With that smile of satisfaction on Azza's face.
"8 star bid going, now 9 star will ya give 9 star?.
going, going, gone!!."
The middle aged man placing his slander arm on Hans shoulder and said "your life has a term set by Providence which cannot extend: everything begins, everything must end: God alone is eternal. Therefore pay homage to your new creator as he will conserve your days."
After having pronounced these words to Hans ears, He went up, knelt on the ground near Azza his master and raising his hands and eyes towards him said in a solemn tone which awed me; "oh master, who hears and reads my heart, prolong the life of your virtuous servant. Ensure that I adorn you in your presence for a long time to come, unless you have reserved for me a reward in deaths hands."
Soon it is the master with his servant.
The middle aged man continued with the next.
"Aidah. Aidah Fadila."
Then came out from among us again, the most beautiful portion of the human race. The most beautiful odalisque. She was enveloped in a rose coloured veil. She seems to be afraid, and gently she progress near the middle aged man as he raised the veil which hid her. Never had anything so beautiful been offered to my eyes. She is Arabian with all charm of innocence.
I noticed the emotions and elation from these Authorities.
"Shall we begin." pronounced this slender