When Alexander was finally done with his business in the heavenly realm, having taken care of the old foggies in the Dark Palace, he wanted to return to the middle realm. But Unlucien and Noctis blocked his way. Even if it cost them their heads, they had to stop him from leaving the Dark Palace. He had just killed all the Palace's elders.
Seeing the two blocking his path without saying anything, Alexander's eyes narrowed. He knew what they wanted.
"Very well." He turned back to the throne room. Though he couldn't care less about the Dark Palace, he was the Dark Lord. David Elether, the other Dark Lord, was still in the Land of Exile in the lower realm, so Alexander was the one to keep order in the Palace.
Alexander hated administrative work more than anything. But he had killed all the elders, so he had to name new ones.
Entering the throne room, he didn't even look around. Upon opening the giant door, the hallway was short but wide, stretching far to both sides.
