Elijah stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his hair. With a final touch, he placed his hat on his head and descended the grand staircase of his lavish home.
It was his 18th birthday, and the grand hall was alive with music and laughter. Elijah's house, reflecting his wealth, was filled with people dancing and enjoying themselves.
Elijah had always lived life on his own terms, girls, fun, singing, and traveling. Born with a Blue Zeten and green Neba, he never cared about becoming a hero or anyone of importance. Invitations and lucrative contracts came from every part of Seraphein, but Elijah felt he already had everything he needed.
As he moved through the crowd, his eyes fell upon a beautiful girl with red hair and black eyes, dressed in an elegant red gown. Elijah approached her with a confident smile. "Hello, Diana. You look beautiful tonight," he said with genuine admiration.
Diana smiled warmly. "Thank you, Elijah."
