Black and White Kings (1)

Elijah shut the door behind him with a sigh, finally taking in his surroundings.

"Finally..."

The clock read 6 PM. Early evening.

Most people were still out, grabbing dinner or hanging out with friends. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, his roommate, Varden, was already fast asleep.

Well. Not his problem. Moving on.

Anyone stepping into their dorm for the first time would immediately notice something odd.

The room was divided.

Literally.

A strip of tape alone showed an undeniable border between two drastically different worlds.

To the right: Varden's Domain.

A miniature jungle. Ornamental plants, vines creeping along the walls, real flowers in ceramic pots. His side looked like a druid's sanctuary or the ruins of an overgrown temple.

If left unchecked, Elijah was convinced the plants would spread and claim half of the room.

To the left: Elijah's Disaster Zone.