Ancestor's City, Raizen.
Inside a red and black palace.
"Why are you here again?" Darren, wearing deep blue robes and sitting on a throne, said to Eric who had his body bowed in front of him.
"Ancestor, I was killed by the slu–"
BAM!
Eric was slammed down on the ground mid sentence.
"Don't even dare to disrespect any Emperor Rank. If you have the guts, say it to their face and not behind their backs." Darren said sternly.
Eric had caused him a great deal of damages as well as embarrassment and shame. Darren still can't forget the day he had to incur Mayzin's wrath. He had done nothing to provoke her but this idiot in front managed to do just that.
Had it not been for this guy's inflated ego, Darren wouldn't have suffered. Had he talked politely to Arya on that day, such a thing wouldn't have happened. And as of today, he was killed not once but twice.
