The moment Anthony entered his divine realm, he felt an overwhelming sense of calm.
His sanctuary, always a place of tranquility, stretched out before him like a vast expanse of serenity, the skies above swirled with celestial hues, and the land was a tranquil canvas.
This was his domain, a place where he could think, reflect, and, in this instance, meet with those closest to him.
He barely had to walk before he felt their presences, his subordinates, his loyal companions.
They were already there, scattered across his realm, each of their unique energies resonating through the space.
As if sensing his arrival, they moved toward him, converging in a powerful and harmonious display.
In moments, they were before him, their forms solidifying with familiar energy.
The first to speak was Vivian, her voice carrying a warmth that was always present when she addressed him.
"Anthony"