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A winged man landed in front of the gates of a hidden kingdom.
No one was guarding the gates. No one needed to. The kingdom is not visible to anyone who is not blessed or cursed.
The winged man known as The Angel of Death walks toward the gates. He looks around making sure no one was watching him. When he is sure no one is around the elystrian opens the gate just enough to let himself in.
The Angel of Death looks around in wonder at bright and bustling city before him. He had heard about a kingdom filled with others like him from a friend of his. He was not sure whether it was true or not, now here he is. It seems too good to be true.
Winged one’s soar through the sky doing their own things. Several people roam the streets levitating heavy objects while others are holding object they shouldn’t be able to as if they were an empty crate.
A young guard amongst several guards by the gates approached The Angel of Death. “Excuse me sir. May I have your name? What are your intentions?” The guard looked fifteen at most and lacked a helmet. The boy had fluffy golden hair and bright blue eyes. He was most likely a guard in training.
The blonde man smiles “You might know me as The Angel of Death. I’m just a traveler who’s heard of this place and wants to look around. I mean no harm.” The young guard looked at the man head to toe “Follow me.”