Savesta and Kumalala | part one |

The beginning

Quandale entered the banquet hall and sat down amongst his peers. "This is the day" he spoke, "This is the day we fight and take revenge, Gentlemen" he spoke sternly, eyes raking over the table. "My good old friend Savesta and our arch enemy Kumalala are going to war" he sulked. "When the sun rests war shall begin" he proceeded, "and yes it will be on earth" he sighed.

2 Days later

"Kumalala" the devil spoke with rumbling in his chest, "Yes, Boss?" he said obeying, "Today is the day, remember let your fury run free, don't show him mercy" he tsk'd. Kumalala sat down on the couch, he reached out to grab his earl grey tea from the table and circled the rim of the cup, he let out a smirk and said "This will be fun". He took a sip of his tea and let out a breathe after, "Let's go" he said to himself. Kumalala is the kind of person who likes to narrate his own life, in his own way. He got off the couch and made his way over to his room, he opened the bed room door and went in. He then went to the gigantic closet placed at the far end of his room, he opened it and pushed the clothes on the hangers out of the way. Behind the clothes laid a hidden closet, he stepped in and looked around. It was an eye blinding neon white room, he looked at the outfit standing in front of him, his favourite platinum suit. He grabbed the mannequin the outfit was on and contemplated on wearing it, of course the answer was yes. He carefully took it off the mannequin, not even leaving any dust or mark on it. He tediously put it on and walked out. He checked himself in his bedroom mirror before heading out the bedroom door. It was go time.