Northern strolled through the dark streets of Lithia, the melancholic city silent under the weight of its own history. He was heading back to city hall, where his room awaited him.
He could have teleported or melted into the shadows, but walks like these reminded him that, despite everything, he was still human.
'Speaking of shadows… that talent.'
He had yet to test Eclipsing Dread. The thought of retreating into the Limitless Void to experiment with it crossed his mind, but he decided against it. Right now, the Limitless Void was teeming with activity. Even though what the people were migrating into was merely an illusion woven into its depths, it was still occupied, still restless.
As he approached city hall, a gaunt yet well-muscled man stepped forward. His gaze was calm, his brown eyes striking in the dim light.
Ascendant Zion.
