Who was the Masked man?

Brawl against the Titans

" His name was in our record, I told you already! " Tranqlord said. Lord Mesihall closed his eyes and shook his head.
" How many more years will it take you, Tranqlord, to realize, that Earth and Zark389 are parallel worlds of each other? " He said.
Tranqlord stared foolishly at him.
" What does that mean, really? "
" It means, that when somebody dies on Zark389, their parallel copy on Earth dies too.  And that is why you had his name in your records, " he pointed his finger at me again, " his parallel copy from Zark389 was supposed to be in here, not him! "
Tranqlord was quiet now. He realized that an irreversible blunder had been made. Lord Mesihall put a hand on his waist and walked about the clearing, probably thinking how stupid can a judge of the Afterlife be.
The Titan in purple cloak cleared his throat and said, " Think of the other prisoners that are in here, are they really guilty? Or are they just suffering because YOU wanted a speedy judgment? " He pointed a finger at Tranqlord's face.
" Don't point at me, Titan. " Tranqlord said dangerously. " I did what was important and urgent. "
" Well it is equally important to observe, " said the Titan in deep blue cloak, " that when the authorities at Earth's Afterlife lands find out about the missing spirits, they'll be upon us. They will notice that several of their souls have gone missing, just like this one," he motioned towards me.
" And that could mean war, " Lord Mesihall completed, " Earth Geeks are hungry for war! They don't understand nothing, only want power in their possession! " He shook his head in despair. " And that will all be because of you, Tranqlord, because of your stupid judgment. " Lord Mesihall yelled, and I think he shouldn't have because Tranqlord lost every bit of cool that he was left with.
He reached forward and grabbed him by the throat. His long black fingers wrapped around Lord Mesihall's neck. His staff fell down, and he tried to pull apart Tranqlord's fingers and free himself. His eyes bulged and the crown toppled off his head.

" LEAVE HIM! " The Titan in deep blue cloak yelled, pointing his staff at Tranqlord. He turned his gaze at him and removed the silver mask from his face. The ugly burnt skin made the Titan step back.
Tranqlord threw Lord Mesihall into the woods with all his strength. Everyone's gaze followed him, he crashed past three enormous trees and their trunks broke from the immense force.
I gasped.
Nobody could survive that. The trees started falling over, they were loosely held in a slanting position by other trees. Tranqlord wasted no time and kicked the other Titan hard in the stomach, and he flew behind a few yards, landing hard on the ground. The blue bubble around us disappeared instantly.  He then turned towards me and I could see him heaving with anger. His red eyes burnt into mine, and his hands were ready to tear me apart.
I tried to crawl behind, but he was quicker. He caught the end of my Sorrowbender and pulled it with all his strength. I was forced forward onto the ground. I turned my gaze up, too scared to use my fighting skills against this Burnthound. He almost reached for my throat, when a golden blast hit his arm and he went toppling into the bushes. The Titan in the purple cloak had used some sort of blasting spell again him. I didn't wait for orders, I got up and ran in the opposite direction. Nobody stopped me, maybe they didn't really care about me now.
I ran past the shining trees, my Sorrowbender flying madly behind me. Apart from my footsteps, the constant noises that reached my ears were that of the shining dried leaves beneath my feet, and of my heavy breathing.
I stopped several hundred yards away when I couldn't run any further. My hand took the support of a tree and I looked behind. The clearing was not in sight, but maybe I was lost. I didn't know where were my companions and my friend, Brandon. We had all scattered. The plan was with me and Brandon only. What will the others do now? Are they together or are they separated from each other just like me?
Amongst the worries and the questions, one thought struck my mind. The bluish mist that had crawled up my body and encircled us into a blue bubble.
I recalled, that there were only three people except me inside the bubble - Brandon, Stank, and Yormen.
But what about Nicole? Where was he?
And why wasn't he in there with us?
I had no answers, and I felt like a lone survivor of the entire incident. I decided to stick to the plan and take my chances, so I started walking further to cross the forest when I heard a loud gong. It meant dinner time was over. It was time for all the prisoners to get back to their cellars, as usual. But tonight, some prisoners were not going to obey the rules, including me. We had abandoned our cellars and were headed for the volcanic mountain. We hadn't even crossed half of our journey, and our team had been dispersed, lost, or maybe some of us were back in the cellars. I couldn't say.
I didn't stop for a minute. I kept walking past the trees towards a cave entrance that would have been our path to the mountain. The Burnthounds were not chasing me, and the Titans, least concerned.
That was good news.
My eyes focused on the trees for a while. I knew it was going to be the same evening sky again, but I didn't know it would start so strangely. The trees around me started to dull. Their glow vanished slowly. After an hour, the trees became slightly transparent, as if the air was eating them away. The leaves beneath my feet faded too. This place had yet more magic to reveal than I thought I knew.