Gegssend had grown further fascinated by the different realms and creatures that populated them, and continued opening new rifts with no particular destination. He would tilt his head, thinking of a new place, establish the rift parameters randomly, and walk in. One day, he found himself stepping through a portal where he was struck by the beauty of the realm. On one side of the realm, the sky was an alluring shade of blue and the clouds resembled soft cotton balls. On the other side, the sky was a stunning shade of purple and pink, filled with fluffy white clouds that seemed to glow with the shining of a bright sun. He thought to himself, 'If the skies are this breath-taking, what about the lands?!'

Walking through the realm, he saw beings that stood 8 to 10 feet tall in the distance. They were covered in white armour from head to toe, with translucent joints that showed dark skin under the see-through parts. It was impossible to tell if they had eyes, as their helmets were intricately designed to cover their faces. Gegssend brought his hand up to his face and tweaked his fingers around his single, red eye - a motion of spinning the eye - and he was able to inspect the creatures more closely, zooming his vision towards them. Upon closer inspection, he saw that their armour was made of shining silver and glimmered in the realm's bright light. Gegssend couldn't help but feel in awe of their presence. It was obvious to Gegssend now that these heavenly beings were warriors, and he quickly knew he was in the Realm of Angels, of the Legends.

With tall, muscular builds and fierce, determined expressions on their masks, the angels moved with a grace that could only be described as divine, and Gegssend could tell they were highly skilled in combat. They carried weapons of pure energy, which they wielded with expert precision. In the distance, he saw what seemed like a duel amongst them, right where the two different coloured skies met. He saw each warrior move with an almost supernatural speed, their movements so fluid and precise that Gegssend could barely keep up. He watched as they practised their swordplay; their movements, a dance of death that was both beautiful and terrifying. They were not just warriors, as he had thought, but guardians of the realm, as though something grand was hidden there. What excellent protection to maintain the balance between different domains. They almost seemed.. selfless and brave, ready to put their lives on the line for the greater good. 'But what was it, that greater good?' he asked himself.

After spending many hours admiring the Realm of Angels in his camouflaged form, suddenly, the peacefulness of the realm was shattered as a different portal opened near a mountain, precisely where the two different coloured skies met. And out of that portal emerged a swarm of dark creatures. The creatures were covered in what looked like tribal tattoos. They had no eyes, long horns and lanky, yet muscular, arms. They were armed with twisted swords that seemed to suck the light from the realm they were entering. The angels immediately sprang into action, their swords and shield-like wings ready.

It was overwhelming for Gegssend how the angels fought off the demonic beings that came out of the portal. Their speed and movements were too fast for him to follow. The clash of steel and energy echoed throughout the realm as the two sides battled with all their might. Gegssend watched as an angel with exceptionally bright armour fought with such ferocity. She seemed to have no fear, like she was bred just to fight.

However, as the battle raged, the number of dark demons proved too much for the angels to handle. Gegssend anxiously watched as a demon's sword struck one of the beautiful and graceful angels - her body crumpled to the ground, and her sword clattered to the earth. Her fellow angels quickly rallied to her defence, but it was clear that the battle had turned against them.

Gegssend couldn't stop himself from interfering to protect the beauty of the realm he had grown to admire. He focused his energy and created a powerful blast of red light which exploded in the centre of the battlefield, temporarily pushing back the dark creatures and allowing the angels to gather, and push the demons back into the portal they came through.

Gegssend had disappeared. The angels turned to look for him, but it was as though he knew he had meddled in something that he shouldn't have. He ran towards the rift he had opened to come into the realm, re-calibrated it, and vanished, leaving behind thankful angels.

Little did he know what repercussions he had left from his actions.