At the same time, far in the north of the Pangea continent…
The vast territory of Emperor Gilgamesh…
At the heart of the former Middle Eastern region called the UAE.
In the vast mansion reserved for the emperor himself, crafted with the aesthetics of the modern era.
Emperor Gilgamesh could be seen sitting upon a massive throne coated with the regal splendor of gold.
His towering frame lay lax, his knuckles supporting his plated jaw, elbows dug against the metal armrest of the throne.
Before him a knight in plated gold armour, signifying status of the highest order of knights in his ranks.
"Your Majesty, the trials have been completed, they are stable…" a bold voice echoed through the grand, luxurious hall.
A bright orb of green shone through the slits of the emperor's grand crowned helm.
The emperor leaned forward, intrigue and a shade of excitement in the tilt of his helm as he stared down at his subordinate.
