The riund had concluded, as the grey skies cleared in to a bright and exuberant glow, the challenger before him had began to clench his chest and writhe in tumult until he finally stopped and faded away because of his divine heart attack. As the man faded, so did the imagined Shinigami along with the dark notebook known as Death Note.
As his jade gaze fell upon the open sea below, the surface below him began to distort, seeming to melt and liquify until finally it became impossible to steadily stand on. Quickly, he dove into the watery depths below to avoid the distortion that was occuring. The sky above had suddenly turned to a pitch black night and began to absorb the grey blob the cliff had recently become. His artificial eyelash batted, as it reopened he suddenly found that he was no longer wet or in water, he was actually standing on solid ground.
A soft, dark and cold hand touched his shoulder, it was nowhere near emracing, it was chilling and sent a chill down his spine. He was still calm, despite the eerie feeling the stranger gave off. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the stranger's hand, his hand seemed to be covered with a dark gold armor, which explains the cold touch, but as his gazr centered once more, he finally spoke.
"Who, are you?"
"I don't believe I'm real, the only thing I really know about myself or my purpose, is that I am to manage and oversee this tournament."
"So you're the one who gave us the invitations?"
Correct, I am also the one who has messed around with setting, and the one who has now put you into a crowded city. He didn't even catch it, but he was now in a city, people all about, ignoring the two. This stranger chuckled loudly like he had when using the Death Note.
"Of course, don't go thinking this is a regular city with regular people, and don't let the thought that this will be a regular match cross your mind either"
He chuckled again. All of the people in the city suddenly stopped, in the next moment, their clothes suddenly vanished, revealing cold, grey dead looking bodies. Their faces rotated in the two's direction, fangs flashed, they were vampires.
"Let me explain, these people are all actually vampires, not regular vampires either, they are extremely skilled, their skill level becomes the same as the person they attack. It's safe to say that you'll need to worry about them, they're skilled magicaly as well, and add your opponent to worry about and you've got yourself an interesting match."
"Oh, and one more thing, both you and your opponent will be facing this challenge, along with battling each other, but you both will also have bonds to each of these creatures, each one you kill will cause immense pain to strike you, and will weaken you. I'm sure you clever men will find ways around this, so I've made it a rule, if you don't kill one every sixty seconds, every bond will break and you will die consequently."
The stranger disappeared chuckling, Versato quickly searched for his opponent, but it proved difficult as the army of creatures moved in on him. The whole army wasn't attacking only him, Versato could see that on the other side, another half was advancing on someone else, presumably his opponent.
OoC: Sorry for the crappy post. It will set things up from here though.