[center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Mirai%20Nikki%2B%0A&name=rwby_style.ttf&size=100&style_color=BA0D0D[/img][/center][hr][hr]
He could feel it.

His time was ending.

Soon he would be consumed and this world left godless.

Strutting off his floating lordly throne, the red-suit Gospel waltz off on to the floor of exquisite pure white marble like that of his mask. And like his mask, the floor was beginning to chip and crack, an ever impending sign of death as this reign would be ending soon.

[b]"Ruruli,"[/b] Gospel called for his wolf-eared assistant who loyally hopped to his side.

"Hihi master?" the little wolf-loli stood at rapt attention, putting on her best serious face, "What is it do you need?"

[b]"I do believe that all the players have received their Diaries have they?"[/b] Gospel asked Ruruli who responed with an energetic nod, [b]"Then, I do believe it is time to summon forth all the players."[/b]

Once again, Ruruli nodded before clasping herself to Gospel's leg as he stood meters tall right now. And with a flip of a cape, the two where gone from the throne room like a magician and his assistant. When the cape dissapeared into nothingness again, they have moved to the new area, the Colosseum. 

13 spots total, one for each one of the 12 players and one for himself. The entire area was a regal, illustrious structure, suspended in an endless ocean sky with puffy clouds; at night it would be an endless horizon of dark violet silk inlaid with millions of crystals. Beauty at its finest.

[b]"Summon the players."[/b] Gospel stood with perfect stillness with his hands behind his back as Ruruli quickly summoned out all of the players. Within seconds, a flurry of sparkles marked the appearance of all 12 of the players, all standing on their platforms. Gospel could see each and everyone of them, but through their eyes, they could only see him and 11 black figures.

[b]"Greetings Players!"[/b] Gospel raised his voice to boom that resonated throughout the Colosseum, [b]"As you all know, I am Gospel, the God of this world. You are all here today as you have been enlisted into the Survival Game and your reward shall be my spot. The basic rules are that you must kill off all other players and survive to be the last one standing. In return, you shall become a God. Simple, no? If you have question, you know where you can find me.

Now that we have the formalities out of the way, let the games begin! Maybe fortunate be ever in your favor!"[/b]