The Celestial

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A dark figure sits in his chair. His hat seeming to shadow his already darkened face. The room he sits in feels ominous and empty. A second figure approaches him, in a similar outfit but with a cane.

???: Zagrev... How are you old friend? You seem very busy these days?

Zagrev: Do not worry about me Hadralda, the balance of the universe is of utmost importance.

Hadralda: It's been 50,000,000 years since you took up this position. The role of the keeper is tasking is it not?

Zagrev: Yes my friend. But it is all worth it. I have seen many great civilizations fall to these abominations. The Scarlet King may have been defeated, but his creations still bloody the Earth.

Hadralda: Humanity has learned to hold its own has it not? Their people are destined to lead through the next coming storm we may face.

Zagrev: What do you mean? Have the unbidden managed to return? Is it another of the King's fallen factions?

Hadralda: I'm not talking about those. Sevis has predicted that something may happen to Earth soon.

Zagrev: Is it another continental transference? Another incursion? 

Hadralda: I know you do not like these ones, but yes, a continent from an unknown world may appear soon.

Zagrev: What is there then? The last time a transference happened, the world was plunged into darkness for a thousand years before I had to intervene and wipe them off the face of reality!

Hadralda: I know your reality bending powers are the strongest. But we may need to prepare for this transference.

Zagrev: Fine then. Keep me up with the details then.

Hadralda: Yes, I will. But I have a question though. Why did you seed humans and other races in different planets? 

Zagrev: To amuse myself, and to see what humanity reacts when they find they are not alone. It seems it is going perfectly.

Hadralda: And you're sure nothing bad will happen with a country full of magic and dragons?

Zagrev: Don't worry about it. I assigned Denius to ensure nothing chaotic occurs.

Hadralda: I will take my leave then. 

Zagrev: Good luck my friend. 

Hadralda: Oh, wait. What shall we do about the orb?

Zagrev: Leave it be. It seems they are already putting it to good use.

Hadralda: I see. I guess your little "present"  was a good gift. I bid you goodbye then my friend.

Zagrev: Good luck then.



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