On a planet owned by Gods.
In a building made of pure gold, inside one of the rooms on its top floor, fifty thousand people were sitting in front of a big TV.
"Did he just mention our King?" A man said. He was talking about Dreamer and of course, the man was a God.
"He sure did." One woman replied. She was also a God but was calm, unlike the man.
"How dare a mere Human mention our King? Who is he?" The man asked.
The woman sighed. "Are you even listening? He told his name at the very start. Dreamer Heart."
"Right. Dreamer Heart." The man nodded. "I will remember this name. But what does he want from our King?"
"Beats me. Maybe he is with those wretched beings. And wants to fight." The woman guessed.
But the man shook his head. "I don't think so."
"Why?"
