Aaron muttered, "Not bad," his voice a low, resonant growl that reverberated through the cosmic void, his mind alight with the surge of his newly acquired abilities.
With a flicker of intent, Aaron time-stepped toward the shimmering blue orb of Planet Atlantis, the cosmos blurring around him in a mesmerizing kaleidoscope of starlight and swirling nebulae. The planet core, a pulsating artifact of raw, untamed energy, throbbed in his thoughts, an irreplaceable prize he would never relinquish. Behind him trailed Flameborn, his son, whose aura crackled like embers in the infinite darkness, and his three wives, Alice, Rose, and Bluestar. Thier radiant forms moving with synchronized grace, their silhouettes glowing against the starry expanse, a testament to their unwavering loyalty.
