Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20200202082851/@comment-35691777-20200210072349

As GL entered, he saw the entire prison, a place far more disturbing than Alcatraz. Inside, people were locked, what seemed to be the poor, the homeless, the lost, the abadoned, the forgotten, people who were overlooked and cast out, people of all types: men, women, children. What was this prison, a place where ELOR would collect humans and examine them to see if they are possible stand candidates.

Lucifer was welcomed by legions upon legions of armored soldiers, including their own cloakers, snipers, bull-dozers, all types.

"Whoa! Commander Lucifer of the Righteous Squad!" The legiosn then moved into saluting position as the source of the voice came forward and introduced himself. It was a young male human, perhaps in his early twenties. He seemed to have a handsome cute male appearance yet had a very male attractive body that females would swoon over, not too muscular, thin but fit. He had alabastor white skin, green iris eyes, blonde short hair, and a adorable yet handsome face. (Think Adam from Record of Ragnarok).

He stood at exactly 6 feet 2 inches precisely, and he had no shirt nor shoes so he walked bare-footed. He also had grey long pants that shined like a grey metal. The youngman had a cheerful look on his face and an encouraging smile as he walked cheerfully to Lucifer before stopping and raising out his hand with that infectious smile and eyes that shined with enthusiasm. "Hi Commander, it is an honor to meet you! This truly is a joyful day! I'm the warden here! Nice to meet ya!"