Room 1

What a usual place. The beauty of this world, its existence, and the life it held was utterly unamusing. Like a picture that lost its worth within the other infinite copies. Amelatu recalled the beginnings of this world, such a short time ago. A meager existence so far and as it continues, it shall remain. Which, like many times before, brought the question to her, 'How can a being claim to be almighty and powerful yet, still produce the same failed attempts again and again?' Maybe the answer lies solely with that being but, the truth shall remain a mystery.

This tournament had caught a minute amount of her attention though. This was the first of the many creatures before them to deem themselves so significant. Finally something, even if it was the littlest of difference, it was at least something.

"Another fleeting moment to withhold." Her thoughts echoed out over the atmosphere and bounced throughout the arena. The sun then darkened, blacking out the sky completely, revealing the stars and galaxies hidden before. One light from the outer reaches of the night brightened and descended to the surface of the earth, bringing a galaxy in its wake. As it drew near, the galaxy contorted and compressed into the silhouette of a woman.

"And you must be Cyprianus." A soft voice echoed from the galaxy as her flesh form manifested. Light complexion, soft skin, with dark hair and eyes, and a simple black knee lengthen dress were all that made up her flesh form. She was beautiful in the human way, but that wouldn't help her in this situation. "Well," Amelatu cooed softly, "I have a lot of time on my hands, but I suppose you don't so, shall we begin?"