Starsign Lord

This creature was named Rivar. From his surname, it is clear that he was the leader of The Syndicate Organization, as well as the strongest if The Syndicate Organization and Twelve Islands are included.

The power of Rivar is peak Mage King. It can be said that he was stronger than Nelion if it came to pure magical power because of the level difference.

But of course, in a battle-scenario, everything may be changed. The thought process of Rivar is different and understandable.

After Rivar had taken the lead of The Syndicate Organization, which was not The Syndicate Organization back then, he had created a family line. As a surname, they were using Monsterim. It may sound weird, but it was not that weird.

In the end, Rivar just gave the name of the organization, and why would he not name the organization name after himself?

It is not that weird. As Rivar was sitting on his throne, He entered a dream-like moment, which is pretty weird for him. It was the first time he had entered and saw a dream like this. He, in reality, does not remember the last time he saw a dream. He was just talking about an ordinary dream, not a special dream where he would have power incentives and improvements.

You progress forward through the grim portal hidden high atop a mountain among a layer of clouds. You're immediately met by an energetic world. The air is thick with smoke, obstructing your vision beyond a few meters. It's hard to take everything in in such a harsh environment, but there's so much to see.

A spectacular world welcomes you, and it is all yours to explore. This world is undeniably hostile and the only real obstructions are your own abilities.

Not far into the distance, you smell traces of creatures not too different from the ones you know. Some keep an eye on you, possibly with the intent to respond to whatever you do. You keep your distance and an eye on them. You see traces of feathered creatures, aquatic creatures, and what you think might be scaly creatures of some sort.

You decide to make some final preparations around the portal entrance as you take your first steps into a world unknown. But, with an eye for details, a few back-up plans, and a bit of luck, you know this is a chance you won't let slip by.

As the dream ended, Rivar opened his eyes and then smiled. What kind of dream is this? he thought in his mind.

At that time, A different creature, who was still humanoid, entered the room by passing and opening the black and white room door.

Two hooded eyes study their surroundings from their eerie sockets. A tiny nose rests below, but it's the overbite mouth below that takes all the attention. A gummy smile reveals curved fangs and a slimy tongue.

Narrow, flappy ears sit on each side of its short, angular head, which itself is covered in coarse hair.

Its low, stout body stands straight. Two average, almost branch-like arms rest at its sides and end in broad hands with short fingers, of which it has 12 in total.

Its legs are muscular and stand straight, each ending in muscular hooves.

Its body is covered in large feathers and its shoulders are narrower than its pelvis.

The creature came in front of Rivar and started talking.

"My lord, It is reported by all the clan leaders of the twelve islands that there are some beings that have appeared on each island. These beings are unlike any other beings or creatures that have lived in The Syndicate Organization's lands, and the power of one of them rivals that of our strongest clan.They have also stated that they have their own friends and race behind them, and that they are simply explorers.

Rivar let out a cold breath and commented.

"It means that they are not explorers. They are just looking and inspecting the lands and communities to see if there is anybody who has a threat to them. "

The creature nodded.

Rivar then got up from his throne and ordered

"Nvelim set up a meeting with every clan leader. We will be using Ancestor Comms. "

The creature named Nfelim let out a cold breath and showed a surprised look. But after he came to himself, he nodded and started running out of the throne room. Ancient Comms are like Cooms Stone, but with one particular and important difference.

Ordinary Comms Stone can only link up to 10 to 15 individuals at the most, and these beings were able to talk. But Ancient Comms were only used when the whole Syndicate Organization faced too much of a threat.

Ancient Coooms were able to gather up more than 500 individuals in just one talk.

which is needed right now. as more than just island leadersRivar wanted to talk and communicate with each and every clan leader and organization leader. small, or big. Every manager of the islands and The Syndicate organization will attend this meeting; those who can not attend will be notified after the meeting ends.

Nfelim directly went to prepare for the meeting. He realized this was no joke and that the problem might be bigger than they thought.There is nothing else to say.

Nfelim left the main building and the castle that had the throne room of the leader and started going into the other building that looked majestic enough.

It was the Treasury of the Syndicate.

Seven broad, square towers reach twice the height of the next tallest building in this elegant castle and are connected by large, vast walls made of white marble.

Crude windows are scattered here and there around the walls in seemingly perfect symmetry, along with same-sized holes for archers and artillery.

A sizable gate with great metal doors and large crenelations guards a tranquil city within this extinguished volcano, and it's the only way in, at least to those unfamiliar with the castle and its surroundings.

Large boulders litter the fields outside the castle; paths to and from the castle snake around them, and farm plots are small and scattered all around. This castle has clearly been around for at least a thousand years, but it doesn't seem like it will collapse any time soon.

Nfelim entered the treasury room. At the Adept level, at least some of them were close-combat fighters and mages.Two of them were females, and three of them were males.

They were guards of the treasury. Regardless of who enters the Treasury Castle.Even if it was Rivar himself, they would tail him and look for any suspicious behavior.

Nfelim understood their mission and did not look at them, just went straight to Room Seven.

Room Seven is the Treasury Room, which houses the Ancient Comms Stone.The Guards of the Treasury knew what Room Seven represented.

It represents a big threat to the Syndicate Organization and the twelve islands. It is no joke to think about these things at the same time. The worth of the Ancient Cooms Stone is only in the hands of Rivar.

These points show that Nfelim is not here for something ill, but there is a big and important thing that happens.

Within seconds, they have made a mental note in their mind. They have to research what is happening around the islands.

Five Days Later-

Everything was ready for the start of the Cooms Meeting.

Rivar wore his best and most majestic clothes and then started walking into the Ancient Room of Meetings. It was a place that had not been used since the time that he had set up The Syndicate Organization and conquered each island.

On the entrace of the door. There are two flags, symbolizing two things.

The first flag was "Ground Elf Flag," from which Rivar descended.Ground elfs are different when looked at from outside. They are short in height and have lean bodies. They look more like goblins than elves, which has made them show discrimination when they are compared with Wood Elves and High Elves, who in comparison to them look beautiful.

It is the reason why The Syndicate Organization does not want to show any kind of bad-side towards any beings or individuals from any race. Racism does not exist because of these things. At least not everywhere.

The second flag was symbolic of "Extermination of Racism".

which is the foundation of The Syndicate Organization and shows their will to exterminate every race problem and discrimination against ugly and different kinds of races. or slavery. They make slaves out of other races because of their weak power. Elves have encountered a lot of weird looks, or sex slaves with good looks.

The flag is made up of a cross dividing a background into 2 larger and 2 smaller triangles in brown, light grey, and dark pink.

Their emblem consists of a shark's fin under a bullseye, but the emblem is shown only on special occasions.

The emblem stands for their heritage, their local fauna, and their local flora.