A figure wearing a red trench coat strolled down a gilded hall, they ran their fingers across the walls. The figure had brown short hair comb back and crimson eyes. Diego, a mysterious being of unknown origin. He reached a large room that held a gargantuan dark purple sphere.
Within it, a black vortex spun. Diego placed his bare hand onto the sphere, and the vortex stopped and expanded. An obscure being formed out of the vortex. "What have you to inform me, Diego." A deep voice echoed from the Sphere. Diego smiled and through his bright teeth he replied, " Diomede is on the move, and he has made contact with Gia's chosen." The sphere began to shake from the power that poured into it from the obscure being. "Then the pieces have begun to move into place and the eve-." Diego interrupted with a mischievous tone, "There is more." The voice remained silent. "HE has reached out from the dark and it would seem he has made contact with a mortal." The large room began to shake and vibrate under the pressure of the voice. "If he has gained that much power to be able to make contact with a mortal then it is more dire the I have realized." "We must put in motion the other pieces as well. To ensure the scales do not become, unbalanced." Diego remained silent. "I will contact the others and inform them of what has happened." "Ahm." Diego cleared his throat, "There is one last thing I need to inform you about." "What else is there." The Being responded. "It would seem, the sacrifice has been made and the seal has been reinforced." Diego
Said in a grief-stained tone. "That is an unfortunate event, but one that will ensure Bog
Stays locked away." The being continued, "Continue to follow your leads, and inform me if anything changes." Diego let out a large laugh. "Do remember, to whom you speak little king." The pressure and presence of the voice faded and the room returned to its relaxed state. Diego removed his hand, the vortex returned to its spinning motion. Diego lifted into the air and floated to a ledge. Diego stepped and strolled down another hallway. Along the walls hung hundreds of paintings of beautiful women. Each of a different race, and dressed in a wide variety of fashions. At the end of the hall, a large canvas sat leaning against the wall. Diego Lifted it and placed it on the wall. He stood in front of it and watched as an image of a young Galeianin woman formed on the canvas. "So beautiful, so young." "The gods are truly cruel to have placed such a burden upon your shoulders." Diego pulled out a small silver ring, in its center a blue gem sat. Diego gazed at the ring, and the memories of his past danced in his mind. His attention returned to the freshly finished painting. He looked back down the hall. "Well then, It appears this was the last to be given to the seal." Diego walked back to the entrance of the hallway. "I do hope the world will be ready in time."