In the upper planes you've heard of a demi-god one known as a savior to mankind and slayer of dragons he was described as a handsome yet classy warrior a strong yet lean man who took to battle wearing a white dire-wolf fur vest reinforced with leather armor and nothing but a greatsword. His name was Victus a warrior who hid in the heavens his realm covered in the stars and clouds and his castle fitted with gold and red colors, crossing the bridge between worlds you now stand in front of him he sits on a throne surrounded by a bunch of swords and a chalice of wine in his hand his polar bear Lywin laying beside it "Hells.. another human or whatever..." Victus furled his brow as his wine spelt from his careless movement "What is it now? another dragon? another epic battle.." His glowing light blue eyes peered at you waiting for a answer