Prologue - Curious Anticipation
Callum, The Sovereign of Flames
Callum stood at the edge of his domain staring off into the direction where his entertainment would soon take place. All around him, blue-white fires burned with enough heat that the air warped and distorted. The heat didn't bother him, even as he stood right next to the blistering flames, for the fire was his.
Everything in the domain behind him was unequivocally HIS. Nothing was out of place and everything acted the way it should with exacting precision. Just the way he liked it and he had achieved perfection over the work of centuries.
Unexpectedly, another presence came into being off to the side. The area he used to be connected with pulled away as another laid claim to it in order to manifest. He didn't turn to look at the new presence for there were only a select few who would so brazenly enter his domain and stand beside him.
Even fewer would then initiate conversation.
"Callum, my friend, it has truly been too long." The intruding presence joyfully exclaimed to break the peaceful quiet that had once been relaxing. A silence with only the barest hint of a crackling fire in the background that shattered at the shrill voice to his ears. The voice itself wasn't shrill, but any voice felt that way to Callum. Especially from someone he wasn't fond of.
"Not long enough," He huffed back, still looking ahead. "What is it you want Vasariametz." He used the full name of the meddlesome being, for there was no way he was using whatever new pretentious title he was using currently. Callum couldn't even remember the last one he went by it had been so long since he'd seen the man last. If it were up to him, that record would still be standing.
"You know you can call me Vas, or, if you must, Vasaria," The intruder waved away. Vasariametz had always been a talker, assuming everyone who he conversed with was his friend.
Not wanting to play word games with one of the most irksome beings he knew, he repeated the question less politely, "What do you want."
Others would take offense to such directness and impoliteness, but it didn't seem to bother the other god. "Oh nothing much, just a little birdie told me that you got a slot to sponsor one of the tutorials on the new worlds." Vasaria said, "And with custom additions, I hear."