REALM 3, THE REALM OF DEATH
In an eerie chamber filled with dark light, a man with skin as grey as the night sky and eyes made of orange flames, drank slowly out of a beast skull. He sat on a throne made of bones.
His chamber was in a cave on top of a desolate mountain. Five moons hung high in the sky and illuminated his black robes that were covered in time essences. His orange flame hair flickered in the wind.
An Ogre with green skin and several tusks and horns jutting out of his flesh, bowed his head on the cracked dirt floor before the throne of bones. He shivered in fear, "S-s-s-s-so Sir, My magnanimous Gatekeeper. Gatekeeper Maxus. I beseech please...please may I have a pass made for me. I know as a rule that you don't issue passes and allow no one in or out of your realm. But...m
