Sun pointed the staff toward the horizon.
"Cerulean Dead Sea lies east of the Triarcan Keep. It'll take time, but..."
He looked back, smiling.
"Let's make history."
Achilles nodded.
The night thickened, the stars above pulsing with quiet rhythm. Destiny, Time, and Will converged on a single direction.
Toward Aevareign.
Toward shadow and frost.
Toward the birthland of runes... and possibly, the final throne of the Primordial Light of Darkness!
—
As his Primordial Avatar left with The Monkey King, their figures shooting out silently across the skies.
His main body continued its entanglement with Rose in the Sea of Thalassara as he was utilizing Biological Nurturing VI and Limited Assimilation during this moment of intimacy!
Rose's body glowed faintly, stellar hues coursing through her bones as the Nurturing continued.
Celestbone Stage was already attained for her as many of her bones were lit up stellar gold.
