Grianor appeared at the distant mountain, on one of the borders of the heavenly realm, which seemed serene and peacefully quiet. The clouds floated above, a gentle breeze rustled, numerous birds flitted about, and flowers bloomed amidst lush greenery. At the base of a stunning waterfall that transformed into a quietly flowing river, he spotted a beautiful house. The view was so tranquil and lovely that it could soothe even the most troubled mind.
He gracefully landed at the entrance of the home, where a lone servant recognized him.
"Elion, humble servant of the Heavenly Emperor, greets the Supreme Lord," the young angel said, bowing in respect.
Grianor offered a light nod and said, "I wish to meet the Supreme Celestial Emperor."
"Please, this way," Elion guided Grianor toward the main door, which opened on its own.
As soon as he stepped inside, he could hear cheerful voices.
"See, even today, you cannot defeat me."
