Ya I will start off the first post
It is in the Realm of the Abyss, the homeworld of the legendary demons of the Order of Kylyn. The realm is full of dark shadows, and dank bonechilling statues of former rulers of the age old realm. The weather is a constant storm and the rain is heavy and blinding to the unspiritual eye. The only light that can be seen is the glowing haze of dark enchantments cast on a massive stone castle that plays host to the realms current ruler. Demons both great and small roam the Abyss floors and skies. The Kylyn guards, massive warrior demons whos job is to protect the border portals of the abyss can sense an unindentifiable being aproaching through the portals. Abbadon, King of Demons, is medatating in his chamber when outside his chamber he hears the voice of one of his minions.
Kylyn Guard: My Lord, a force has been spotted aproaching the portal gates what would you have me to do, sir?
Abbadon: The abyss has not been aproached by any outsider in over a millenia. But... Let him come, if he is harmless to me, personally kill him, if he offers some sort of threat, let him be showed the immense power of my enchantments and spells, then leave him to me."
Abbadon then shows himself to the guard. A tall figure wrapped in pitch black robes, with long flowing white hair and a pale face is seen. Abbadons face is visibly young but, pale and stern with a scar on his left side of his face. His body portrays the body of a warrior. He has three rings on his fingers, one ring is made of refined ruby, one enchanted onix, and the last a mysterious ring with a soft glow that inhibits it. His right hand holds a staff that is has a glow and has a constant flow of visable electricity flowing through it. the top of the staff has a dark jagged stone encrusted in it. His robe has been passed down from Kylyn king to king for ages and his cape is torn and wraspy. His stature is upright and his look is soul pearcing.
Immidiatly the guard falls to his knees and bows.
Kylyn Guard: Yes my Lord, your orders will be carried out to its fullest
Abbadon: Good, see to that it is done. I will be waiting at the top of the tower to onlook.
Then just an few minutes after the conversation of the dark lord a loud thunderous sound is heard from the portal the guards are pushed back by the now blinding portal light. Abbadon remains emotionless in the tower, and his guards hold there ground revealing swords with misty blackness orbiting their blades...And then the portal light dims to reveal the outside being...