In a dark corner of the room, Enzo sat quietly shrouded in darkness as he stared intently at the young man tucked in the bed infront of him.
At this time, a myriad of emtions were washing through Enzo's body his mind locking into several conclusions in rapid succession.
That night he had used the void coffin to try understand what was going on with his brother and it had come to two conclusive results.
The first was that in his brothers soul, there were traces of a broken divine concept. That concept was align to the concept of space time and as for where it came from? It was much more confusing.
Apparently it was passed down by blood to him, presumably from his father as the mother showed no sign of this concept. Fortunately Enzo too didn't have signs of this concept in his body so he didn't have much to worry about.
"Weavetech" Enzo muttered
