Sakaar was a special place. Even Thor had only ended up here because of a mishap while traveling through the Bifrost.
Time and its unique position in the universe meant that people from other worlds appeared on this planet from time to time.
To John, it was a massive transit hub between worlds.
A place on the fringes, yet also at the center.
No wonder the Grandmaster had never wanted to leave after arriving here.
As someone with an endless lifespan, the Grandmaster adored competition.
This place suited his interests perfectly.
With patterns of golden dragon scales on his face, John studied the enormous wormhole at the center of Sakaar.
The tangled gravitational forces were enough to shred a human body. Fortunately, John's body was far tougher than any mortal's.
"Beyond this lies the way back to the original universe. The power of space and time could leave anyone passing through lost in the wormhole."
John thought of the Gate of Matter. Apart from that gate, he had never seen anything resembling this place.
Sakaar had many such wormholes, each representing a connecting passage.
Unfortunately, while the Grandmaster loved competition, he paid these passages no attention whatsoever.
John, however, had plenty of ideas for this place.
But to take over, the very first thing he needed was the Grandmaster's consent.
John already had a plan for that first step.
Sell him a dream.
When the Grandmaster was dragged away from the arena, he looked thoroughly displeased, even facing John, who might become his "brother."
This fellow was undoubtedly the number one competition fanatic.
John knew that perfectly well, so before the Grandmaster could lose his temper, he offered a deal the man could not refuse.
"You're saying you want me to give you Sakaar?"
The Grandmaster stared in astonishment, tempted