The days in Pandora stretched unnaturally long, the sun dragging its light across the sky as though reluctant to set. Despite all that had unfolded, the abomination, the copy, Pascal, the citizens, this day still hadn't ended.
In the courtyard of the Lord's manor, Leon stood alone. The black robe was gone. Instead, he wore only a pair of black training trousers, bare chest gleaming faintly with sweat. His long white hair hung loose, unbound, brushing his shoulders with every movement. The look was unrefined, almost hermit-like. Leon liked it. It made him feel like some wandering sage, though he knew anyone else would probably laugh at the idea.
Exhaling, he summoned his status.
[Status Panel]
Name: Leon Kael
Race: Void Spawn
Age: 19
Class: Warrior
Rank: D-Rank
Talent: {Attack} — EX Rank
{Mark} — Overlord Rank
Status: Normal
Health: 100%
[STATS]
Vitality: 3500
Stamina: 3700
Strength: 3890
Senses: 3678
Speed: 3214
Aura: 3450
Affinity:
Force (IV)
