The Man With The Glasses

Inside a dimly lit room, there was nothing but a bed and a single chair. Hanging on the wall was the skull of an unknown monster, so massive that it covered half of the wall. The walls were painted with ancient runes and appeared to be made of black limestone. The room was silent, and on the bed lay a young man, his upper armor removed.

His boots and bracers were still on. He appeared peaceful, yet a closer look into his beautiful but terrifying golden-red eyes revealed a different story. He was incredibly handsome, with an exquisite jawline that framed his perfectly refined cheekbones. His skin was as white as a cloud and as smooth as butter.

Suddenly, the young man's eyes jolted open. He immediately leaped from the bed and retrieved his swords. The upper half of his armor instantly wrapped around him. He looked around the room, scanning with both his eyes and his senses, which extended to a radius of about 10 kilometers from where he stood.