In the distant, dark, cold, and silent void of space. A bright gaping hole can be seen, it can be said to appear like an open eye and perhaps acts like one as it closes and opens irregularly. Inside that gaping hole is an other-worldy dimension. One of wimsy and etherealness.
The landscapes in it are said to be one of a kind, abnormal and unnatural, yet it can peak the interest of other dimension's residents due to the comforting liminal-like feeling and the rare, powerful resources it holds. But some do not dare act reckless, as the Guardians of the dimension are one that can rival even the owners of the most powerful dimensions. Yet they do not care for the title of "most powerful" as they only care for the one and only. True Light.
The being that holds all power over all others, yet the one who cares not for power nor recognition. Only peace, and the joy of understanding, exploring, and learning other dimensions, nebula, milkyway, or even planets cultures and how their world seemed to shape into the current one.
And we are able to see that personality of his as we see him in a busy city filled with likewise busy citizens focused on their busy, suffocating, mundane, yet fulfilling life of exhaustion or child-like wonder either due to work, school, or so on. The blue vibrant skies with the shining rays of the sun contrast to the citizen's varying life as it never changes. Always there at it's most peak.
We see him strolling around looking, altough his gaze of the surrounding felt cold and still his ears betray that look. As his ears turn a blush-like red due to the pure joy of exploring. Behind him are his two tall companions or the more known, Guardians. Justice and Judgement.
They follow with the intent of protecting him and enjoying their surroundings just like how their creator wanted. Their eyes are full of interest seeing the various stalls, advertisement boards, and tall buildings. Most of which have related topics of 'hunting', 'weapons', 'skills', and more.
Justice seeing new inventions about the Hunter and Hero world quickly jot down the things he is most interested in his pure mana book. The book he bought when he first ever came into Earth with Judgement. The pure mana book was an invisible book but only seen between Magic users as it is made of pure mana altough when it was bought, the purity was the most garbage as it was a product in it's testing phase.It used to look like an old, outdated model of the pure mana book, but toyed with to be more to his liking. Inside are colorful writings from different intensity of magule.
Meanwhile Judgement only inspects weapons and skills from afar, watching it and perhaps learning a few useful skills with just a look. He is what fellow martial artist or swordmasters call a one of a kind genius.
Altough he has that title, he doesn't really acknowledge it and would wanna throw that title in a trashcan.
As he looks around, his watchful eyes suddenly stop at his creator, his dear master. The one he owes a lot and faithfully would pray for. As he thought of an image of the real appearance ofhis master, his blushing ears betray his cold exterior.
Then Sae-on suddenly halts infront of them. The umbrella that he taps everytime he walks stops tapping the ground. He turns his head towards Justice and Judgement. His eyes ever so slightly filled with wonder and happiness. His face turns a shade of soft pink in excitement as he opened his mouth.
" Michael.." he softly says while he points toward a particular area. His eyes soften while blankly gazing at Raphael.
" Can we go there? I heard it has potato dishes..".
Raphael seeing the pleading eyes of Sae-on nervously sweats thinking of declining and accepting. His shoulders grow heavy, his mind going in circles. But suddenly, someone places their arm on his shoulder, teasingly Ivan speaks proudly.
" I'll pay, don't worry. " While he takes his card out.
Sae-on gives out a small smile and grabs both of their hands as he looks at them, his eyes glimmer in the sun's rays, showing a more softer and affectionate side.