"Helloooo There It's good to meet you"
"what do you want" James Black said as he wandered throughout the foggy, purplish-gray expanse of the ghost realm he saw what looked like ruined castles and towers along a the misty path "I assume you know who I am of course, Am I going to meet your king?" The ghosts had put some sort of chains on him
"Yes" A shadow figure answered "I hope you're not planning on leaving soon, The Ghost King hassss wanted to meet you for a lonnnng time"
"And who are you exactly?" James asked his captor. all he could see was a black cloak and some very Dark red hands, that looked more black than red. "It's unimportant to uss, Most Ghosts, Don't really havvve 'Namessss', but I am Vampyro One of the kings Wraiths"
"Interesting, Never knew there was that much of a hierarchy in the ghost realm, where is the king?"
"You know nothing about us human! Be patient, we shall arrive sooooon" Vampyro replied as they approached a mountainous rock formation James could see some sort of bright red glow from the top of it as well as some destroyed giant palace He felt him self levitate upward slowly. 'this is new, hopefully These ghosts don't drop me-hmm' And before he knew it he had blinked and was at the ghost kings doorstep. 'Here we are I guess, gotta find some way to get out of here'
"Hello there, You must be James Black, The Onyx Haze!" a voice cackled It was a crimson and dark blue ghost with a black claws and a thorny black crown, sitting on a spiky black throne. There was a similar thrones to his left, a bright blue ghost with a lightning like symbol was "levitating" on it.
"Indeed, and you're the ghost king, what exactly do you want with me"
"I can't have you stopping me, what better way to get rid of you than trapping you here, and taking your powers, Without you in the way we can take over dimension"
"I WON'T LET YOU! You'll never get the daggers, I've made sure of that"
"Oh really. WHY is That?"
"Why d'you think you got me so easily those daggers aren't with me, You won't win."
"RAOAAAAHH" The ghost king bellowed a shrieking sound, as his threatening crimson aura seemed to create pressure on James, his knees felt weaker "No Matter, we'll find them sooner or laterI have ways of getting what I want" pausing briefly "I've grown quite fond of a man named Raide, I hear you knew each other, Maybe he can help me, I wouldn't have been able to capture you without his work"
"Leave him out of this! He's got nothing to do with this,"
"Oh but he does neither he just doesn't realize it. The next onyx haze'll show himself soon and i'll be waiting, get him out of my sight"
The ghosts agreed and dragged him down some stairs to what James could only describe as a replica of a medieval dungeon really going for the whole king and castle theme huh, did Marek know about something and not tell us? he thought for a second looking back, quickly glaring at the Ghost King taking a note once again of the ghost to his left, who looked concerned? (he couldn't make out the ghosts expression) who is that he pondered quickly but then thatr though was replaced by the desire to get out of here ASAP.