OUTER REALM
"Lord, I think his rate of growth is too slow…" Haral commented, the moment he watched Kleatro-Weider of Death and his master fall to lie on the ground below his throne.
It was one of his usual habits especially when he found something extremely annoying and too excessive to control.
"I know…" Kleatro groaned from the ground where he was, dressed in the darkest clothes that made every part of him merge with the darkness around him.
The only person in his hall was Haral, his assistant, who could see completely in the dark so the darkness all around them wasn't a hindrance in any way.
"How was I to know that I would have such a dumb representative?" Kleatro groaned even louder out of frustration. He had been watching the life of the person called "Ray" who was meant to use the system he gave him, to crush the other representative of the other outer beings only to see him going around pretending to be weak.