I was led back to the others. And soon, back out into Piltover. The three of us were at a loss for words, that was until Akali chimed in.
"Well that was fun." She quipped with an exhale of breath. I shook my head.
"Never a dull moment when we're together," Irelia mused, her lips curling into a smile. "At least now we have another lead, thanks to those two enforcers."
"How do we pass several day?" I asked aloud.
"We wait..." Irelia replied flatly.
We turned our heads back towards the street.
In the center of it all stood an enormous clock tower, its bronze facade reflecting the glow of sunset as the sky faded to dusk. Its imposing presence loomed over the city, marking the passage of time as the intricate mechanisms within ticked away the hours.
A distant bell chimed, signaling the end of another day in Piltover.
"Wouldn't be so bad to see the sights. Who knows if we'll ever get a chance to see a place like this again." Akali suggested, gesturing out at the scenery around us. Irelia smiled.
"Indeed, it's a shame we couldn't have explored earlier without the trouble we encountered. Ravik, any objections to the proposal?" Irelia asked me. I found myself staring at the clock tower. Time. I had learned a lot in my month with the Kinkou Order. I learned about some parts of the world and a little of how it all worked. But to see it with my own eye made me want to save it all the more from Yaavin. Just... how much time would I have to enjoy the people and places of Runeterra before...
My thoughts were interrupted by a sharp jab of pain on my thigh. I looked down to see the tip of Akali's kama poking into my leg. I turned around and saw her smirking playfully.
"Oh, welcome back. Daydreaming?" Akali teased. She pulled her kama back. My head nodded as I realized she had been asking a question. I let a sigh and began to follow her towards the market.
"Sorry... Guess my mind wandered. Let's do it," I agreed, putting on my best effort to appear enthusiastic.
The three of us headed off into the late afternoon crowd in search of a momentary distraction amidst the looming uncertainty that awaited us. The markets were filled with many different things. Some I recognized as being from Ionia and Bilgewater. And others I've never seen before. A shopkeeper offered Irelia a flower crown, a symbol of Ionia's harvest season, for half-price. She accepted and placed the crown gently atop Akali's head with a smile.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think Akali was incapable of any sort of violence." I teased.
She sighed dramatically. "Alas, I am reduced to a mere decoration."
"I believe the crown suits you." Irelia grinned, pulling back to admire the effect.
Akali tossed her head, sending her hair fluttering around her face. "Why, thank you."
"Come on," Irelia said, tugging at our hands. "I hear the bakery has a sale on pastries."
We found ourselves in front of a shop with a cheerful sign advertising "pastries and confections of the finest quality".
"I don't want to ruin the fun but, where did we get the means to buy anything?" I asked.
Akali held up a small coin pouch.
"Stealing is still forbidden..." I reminded her.
"Relax, I just traded some things I had on me, played up their value a bit. Turns out they were worth more than I thought, so I got enough to grab a bite and then some." Akali waved it off.
"Hang on, let's see what they are," I suggested, taking out one of the coins. They gleamed in the sunlight.
"Different from all the trading done in Ionia." I commented, examining the gold currency.
"You can bet this won't have the same value back home." Irelia noted as she joined me.
"But what does it buy?" I asked.
"Well, those pastries would be about 30 coppers a piece. You can probably also use it to rent a bed for the night or even buy an ale if that's what you fancy," Akali shrugged.
"Guess that works out to around eight coppers a meal," I calculated as we browsed the selection of baked goods. I stopped short and smirked at Akali.
"Not your first time handling gold I see." I expressed.
"You tend to pick up more things when you fly solo." She retorted with a roll of her eyes.
After grabbing a small basket full of sweet delicacies, we made our way to one of Piltover's many public gardens. There was a beautiful view of Piltover's skyline from the hill, with its sprawling metal buildings and intricate bridges arching across the cityscape.
"This is delicious. What is it?" I asked them. The sweet had a sticky crust and creamy filling. The taste was a strange mix of sweetness and savoriness, but enjoyable, nonetheless.
"Candied Sumpberry Turnover" Akali informed me, already biting into her second treat. "Or least, that's what the guy told me."
"It's very good." I added.
"I guess we've just become part of Piltover culture," Akali noted with a cheeky grin, a faint dusting of powdered sugar on her cheeks.
"If we have enough gold, there were other cuisine we could try," Irelia suggested.
"For example?" Akali inquired.
"I'm not sure if you noticed, but they were serving Ionian sushi." Irelia replied.
"Well well, let's see how it stacks up against actual Ionians." Akali challenged.
We found ourselves walking amongst a veritable labyrinth of stalls and shops selling exotic delicacies. Merchants hawked their wares, urging potential buyers to sample their food.
"Are you alright?" Irelia asked me after seeing my hesitation.
I smiled weakly, trying not to be overwhelmed by the options on display. "There's so much to see. The different parts of Runeterra. Where to begin?"
Akali grabbed my arm and pulled me forward. "By having some food of course. Cmon, let's get to it!"
"All right. But keep in mind that this will only be an appetizer. If we have several days, we should pace ourselves. A visit to Piltover must be savored." Irelia cautioned, following close behind as we threaded our way through the crowded marketplace.
The aromas of roasted spices, fresh fruit, and sizzling meat enticed the senses, while the sounds of sizzling oil, bubbling broth, and bustling commerce washed over us. The visual spectacle was no less awe-inspiring—from the brightly colored produce piled in heaps before eager vendors to the wide array of foods on offer: traditional favorites like ramen, rice balls, grilled fish, sushi, and gyoza alongside more exotic dishes such as Shuriman spiced lamb kabobs, steaming pots of Xer'sai soup, Demacian braised rabbit stew, and Noxian flatbread. The charred edges and heavy scent of unfamiliar spices brought forth images of harsh landscapes and the metallic tang of blood. We had a hard time convincing Irelia to give the flatbread a try. Eventually she gave in, but insisted we accompany it with a bowl of fruit.
With our stomachs comfortably filled, we decided to take a stroll through Piltover's famed botanical gardens. The air was heavy with the scent of flowers in bloom. We admired the colorful blossoms, marveling at their sheer variety and beauty. Even Irelia seemed moved by the sight, pausing occasionally to breathe in the perfume-filled air. I decided to follow suit and try smelling them as well.
"Reminds me of nature in Ionia. The colors were unmatched by anything I've seen so far here." I commented. Irelia smiled. "Of course."
The pathways crisscrossed throughout the gardens, weaving an intricate pattern between lush landscapes and tranquil pools. As we meandered along one such route, I heard an unexpected sound: laughter. I looked up to see two figures engaged in conversation. They were a man and a woman, their smiles mirroring each other, their eyes holding a warmth I couldn't fully decipher. I was mesmerized by the charged atmosphere around them. Their laughter intertwined like threads of a shared tapestry, their gestures mirroring each other with effortless ease. They held hands, fingers laced with a careful precision that was aware of maintaining the closed distance. A strange flicker of warmth washed over me – a distant echo of a voice, a gentle touch. It was gone as quickly as it came, leaving behind a lingering sweetness, a bittersweet pang in my chest.
"Ravik?" Irelia called out, "What's wrong?"
I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't find the words. Where did these feelings come from? They weren't mine. But I felt like I was going to be overwhelmed by them.
I shook my head and smiled at her, trying to reassure her that nothing was wrong. She looked at me with concern but decided not to press any further. We continued our walk through the gardens.
The sun had finally begun to touch the horizon. The girls spoke to each other before returning to me.
"I will find us a place to rest. An inn or tavern of some sort." Irelia explained. "We can meet up some time later."
Akali nodded in agreement before looking back at me. "You coming with me or staying with Irelia?"
My gaze shifted between them. I wanted to stay together, but finding a place to stay was important. I looked between the two, trying to determine my choice. I hadn't thought about separating since we began our journey. A nervous smile fought its way onto my lips. My thoughts raced, trying to decipher the unfamiliar emotions coursing through me. Irelia's gaze narrowed, studying me with a focus that was new, a crease of concern appearing between her brows.
"Ravik?" Her voice was soft, laced with worry. "Are you feeling alright?" Seeing my forced smile, she sensed it wouldn't be helpful to pry. With a reassuring nod, she shifted her gaze back to Akali, indicating a willingness to give me space.
"Well, well, Ravik," Akali's playful tone cut through the tension, "Seems the sights of Piltover are already proving too much for you." Her eyes darted between me and the couple we'd glimpsed, a mischievous spark in their depths.
Sensing my discomfort, Irelia's brow furrowed slightly. "Akali..." she began, her tone hinting at a reprimand.
Akali waved a dismissive hand. "Come on, Irelia, it's all in good fun!" She bumped into me, a sly grin on her face. "Besides, there's still plenty of things to do. Let's see what trouble we can find."
With that, Akali linked her arm through mine and pulled me away, leaving Irelia to watch us with a bemused sigh.
"You feel like a tree. Why so stiff?" Akali asked as she pulled me through the crowd. Of course, I didn't know the answer. I hadn't expected Akali to be pulling me on the arm toward the unknown.
"Where are we going?" I asked. Akali flashed a toothy grin. "The Clocktower."
"The Clocktower?" I questioned.
"You'll see." Akali stated.
"So, tell me about that couple back there." Akali probed. My heart raced. Did she see me stare?
"The ones at the garden?" I asked, trying to feign ignorance. Akali laughed.
"Yeah, those two. Didn't expect to see that kind of PDA in Piltover." Her gaze flicked toward mine, amusement dancing in her dark eyes. "First time seeing it?"
"Yes." I admitted. Akali's brows arched, curiosity playing across her features.
"Really?" Her lips curved upward, a slight dimple forming in one cheek.
"I haven't had much time for such things since we started. And, well, since I didn't exist before," I trailed off, unsure of my words. Akali stared at me, considering my response.
"Fair enough." Her reply was softer than usual, lacking her normal teasing edge.
Silence stretched between us, heavy with the weight of unspoken questions.
"First time I've seen you at a loss of words, Akali." I pointed out, wanting the uncomfortable silence to end. She looked away, staring off into the distance for a moment before turning back to face me. When she spoke again, her tone held an unfamiliar note of uncertainty.
"Yeah... I guess I am." She paused, searching my face. "I mean, it's not like I don't know what it means or anything..." Her voice trailed off, and she shook her head slightly, as if to clear her thoughts.
"To not have existed?" I stated, potentially finishing her thought.
Akali nodded. "Yeah, that." She sighed softly, then continued, "Look, Ravik, I'm not good at this kind of thing. But I just wanted you to know that I get it. It's hard to explain, but... I know how it feels to be alone." Her expression darkened briefly, shadows flickering across her features before she forced a smile. "But hey, that's why we're here together, right? We're all in this mess together."
The Clocktower Akali spoke about came into view. Unlike the other structures we'd passed, this one seemed older, its weathered stone etched with strange symbols. It stood apart from the gleaming Hextech of Piltover, a silent sentinel against the city's relentless progress.
"Let's see what secrets this old timer holds," Akali said with a mischievous glint in her eyes. As we approached, there was a professor guiding students.
"This clocktower in particular is special to Piltover because it was built by the first settlers here." The professor explained. "It's been here since before Piltover became what it is today." The students murmured among themselves, clearly intrigued by the history lesson. Akali pulled me by the arm and we slowly blended into the crowd.
"Just follow my lead. This is how you get stuff for free." Akali whispered to me as she kept her head low. I looked at her confused but followed along. We joined in with the tour group as they were led through the Clocktower's entrance.
The tour guide led us up a winding staircase that seemed to go on forever.
"While the clocktower stands as a testament to those first settlers, it also serves as a reminder of their trials. In their eagerness to establish Piltover, mistakes were made. Some of their earliest inventions proved unstable, even dangerous. It's a lesson for us all: the rush to discover should never come at the cost of prudence and precision. True knowledge takes time and careful consideration. As Professor Heimerdinger states, 'The pursuit of knowledge isn't about the speed, it's about getting it right.' Now, let's continue our journey into Piltover's past." The professor concluded as he led us further up the stairs. I looked around and noticed the ninja had disappeared.
"Akali?" I called out in a hushed tone. No response came from her. I scanned my surroundings again, trying to find her. Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Akali standing next to me with a mischievous grin plastered across her face.
"Come on, I found a special way up." She whispered before grabbing my hand and pulling me away from the group. I followed her without hesitation. We reached an unattended door, one I assume she picked. After, we found another set of stairs and climbed them until we reached the top of the Clocktower. But she didn't stop there. She approached a window and climbed through. Once outside, she held out her hand for me to follow. I grabbed it and climbed through myself. The view was breathtaking. We could see all of Piltover from here.
"This is amazing!" I exclaimed. "How did you know this was here?" Akali shrugged.
"Just lucky I guess." She replied with a smirk before turning back to look at the city below us. We sat in silence for some time as we watched the city lights twinkle beneath us. It was a magnificent puzzle of gleaming metal, polished stone, and shimmering Hextech. Grand avenues traced its contours, lined with impossibly tall buildings adorned with intricate carvings and glowing accents. Each step higher revealed yet another layer of this vibrant, ever-climbing city.
"It's beautiful." I whispered as I stared out at Piltover's skyline. Akali nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, it really is." She said softly, her gaze fixed on some distant point beyond the horizon. I took the moment to reflect. It had been several months, maybe less, since things have started. Everything happened so fast that I had forgotten to breathe. To take a moment and appreciate the world I was trying to save. I started on this quest to stop Yaavin. But after the people I've met, the things I've seen, food I've tasted, the smiles, the sadness, the hopes, the trust... I realized this wasn't just about stopping Yaavin anymore.
I wanted to protect these people. All of them. And that included Akali and Irelia too. They'd become my friends, my family even. The only family I've had. I felt something wet trickle down my cheek. Was it a tear? Why was I crying?
I wiped away the tears with my sleeve and turned to look at Akali again only to find her staring at me with concern written all over her face.
"You okay?" She asked, her brows knitted together. I nodded quickly, sniffling a little.
"Yeah, just thinking about everything. You know?" I managed, forcing a small smile. "Not too long ago you held that kama to my neck when Shen asked if I felt like destroying everything. And now, you're showing me this." I motioned to the skyline. "I'm grateful for you, Akali. You and Irelia both."
Akali smiled softly. "Hey, it's just a nice view."
I laughed.
"It's more than that. Slowly, you and Irelia are making me feel less like a stranger and more like I was a part of Runeterra. So, thank you."
"Don't mention it," she said, shrugging casually. "But seriously, if you're ever feeling down or lonely, you can always talk to me."
I blinked.
"Are you being... nice?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. She scowled at me.
"Only when I want to." She grumbled, crossing her arms defensively. "I can be nice, you know."
"I suppose you can," I agreed. "I was growing accustomed to the constant teasing. This is... different."
Akali snorted. "Yeah, well, even ninjas can change. Don't get used to it though."
"Wouldn't dream of it." I laughed. Not too long after did we descend did I finally notice something wrong with the clock face.
"Isn't there usually two hands on it? One of them is missing." I asked. Akali looks at me with a bemused expression.
"Uh yeah, I guess. I never really paid attention to clocks." Akali responded.
"One of the hands is missing... and yet they didn't fix it. Or notice?" I pondered. "Perhaps the Hand is still needed." I realized.
"Or maybe someone took it," Akali offered, her eyes narrowing as she considered the possibility. "Would be make a nice weapon. I'd gladly use it to beat down creeps."
"If we find it, you'll be the first to know." I promised. We both chuckled.
The night came to an end and we returned to find Irelia. We were guided to the inn that we would stay in for the rest of our time here.
"It's not much, but we could afford one room to share for the remainder of our time here. Efficiency is key while resources are limited. Let's make sure that we use this time to properly rest. Our time to act will come soon enough." Irelia informed us.
We found our room easily enough. Inside was a simple bed frame and mattress. The walls were bare but clean. A dresser stood in one corner of the room along with a table and chair.
"So, who's going where?" Akali asked, pointing out the obvious. "And how many of you can fit on that thing? Ravik's looking at it like it's the most precious thing ever created."
Irelia shook her head. "I'll take the floor."
"You shouldn't," I protested. "You'll need your strength. This is the safest we can possibly be right now. Let me take the floor."
Akali let out an exasperated groan. "You two are impossible. Irelia, just sleep on the damn bed. Ravik will be fine on the floor."
Irelia looked torn. She wanted to protest again, but ultimately acquiesced to our collective logic. "All right, I suppose I'll accept your hospitality for now." She bowed deeply causing Akali to shake her head.
It didn't take long for us to get situated. Piltover had more to see before the auction. Who knew when we'd be able to slow down again?
Look at them. They claim to be all-knowing and all-powerful, and look how they fall to their knees. I, merely the size of a human, snuffing out each of their lights, one by one. I relished in the feeling of power coursing through me. It was intoxicating. I could do anything! I could destroy everything! And no one could stop me!
To them, I was a speck against the vastness of Mount Targon. My size was that of an ordinary mortal, but my body was anything but ordinary. Silver hair whipped around a face framed by starlight, and eyes burned with an intensity that could melt glaciers. Runes, shimmering with an otherworldly glow, danced across my back, each a testament to the power I'd harnessed, a power that dwarfed even the mightiest Aspect.
I was being flanked. A celestial being lunged, a radiant blur in the twilight. A celestial disc, spinning like a miniature galaxy, materialized in its hand. With a flick of its wrist, the disc soared through the air, a comet leaving a trail of stardust. It struck its target, a lesser celestial, with a blinding flash – a supernova in miniature, leaving behind a smoldering crater of pure light.
Yet, I remained unscathed. The Celestials had made a grave miscalculation. I gave them no chance to breathe. I charged at one, my hand ready to grab. They tried to dodge me, but too little too late. I grabbed onto their garb and slammed them into a nearby rock face. Others closed in all around, but my essence coalesced around me, threatening unimaginable destruction. The ones with weapons learned that their blades would not penetrate the stardust.
I swung my arm, my essence spreading like wildfire, explosions erupted on each celestial fool enough to get close. It didn't matter how many came to bring me down, I would have them soon learn that I was a force to be reckoned with. I challenged each and every single one of them, a grin spreading across my lips. This was my purpose, my calling. I was a monster that would destroy everyone.
"You gaze down upon Runeterra from your ivory tower, thinking you are above it all," I boomed, my voice echoing across the peaks. I walked among their fallen, ensuring that even in death they could hear me. "Did you truly believe yourselves untouchable?"
Confusion flickered across their faces, followed by derisive laughter. "You? A mere human dares to challenge us? You only invoke the ire of the heavens! You will be eliminated, human."
I smiled, and the runes on my back flared with an almost blinding intensity. A swirling vortex of starlight engulfed my form, and my body began to shift, growing, elongating. Tendrils of pure energy lashed out, scorching the very air around me.
"I am no mere human," I declared, my voice resonating with otherworldly power. "I am the embodiment of destruction itself." The very mountain trembled beneath my feet, and the air crackled with unbridled energy. "I am powerful because I am not bound by the laws of your universe. I exist in a plane far beyond your comprehension. Kindred cannot claim me, for I am neither life nor death."
The laughter ceased. Fear gnawed at the edges of their celestial features. They had underestimated me.
"You are nothing compared to me!" My voice boomed, echoing across the cosmos. "You will all fall before me!" My transformation was complete – a being of pure energy, dwarfing the tallest Celestial. My eyes, twin suns, blazed with the fury of a thousand stars.
A tremor shook the mountain, a ripple in reality itself. A voice, strong yet tinged with sarcasm, echoed from the heavens: "That's far enough, Yaavin. We recognize your power. No need to annihilate existence over a bruised ego."
From the swirling vortex above, a colossal dragon formed, scales shimmering with the light of a thousand galaxies.
"And who might you be?" I asked, my gaze unwavering.
"You may call me Aurelion Sol," the Star Forger boomed. "And I have come to put an end to your tantrum."
The Celestials, momentarily paralyzed by fear, exchanged hopeful glances. Could this cosmic dragon, a being even the Aspects feared, truly stop me?
"You amuse me, Aurelion Sol," I chuckled, a chilling sound that echoed across the mountaintop. "Very well, let us see how powerful you truly are."
My hand whipped out, unleashing a torrent of energy that ripped open the clouds, revealing the full moon. The very peak of Mount Targon began to warp and twist, the celestial energies twisting into an otherworldly landscape.
Aurelion Sol roared, a cosmic symphony of defiance. He unleashed a torrent of starfire, a swirling maelstrom of stellar energy that slammed into me head-on. The impact sent shockwaves across the mountain, but I remained standing. My body pulsed with a blinding light, absorbing the dragon's energy, fueling my own power.
The Celestials watched in horror as the battle raged, their powers useless against the cosmic clash. I reveled in my growing strength, the sheer ecstasy of destruction.
"You see, Aurelion Sol," I taunted, "you may be beyond this universe, but you are still bound by its laws. I am not."
With a surge of power, I lunged forward, my form a blur of radiant energy.
With a snarl, Aurelion Sol lunged forward, jaws agape, a torrent of cosmic energy erupting from his maw. But I was faster. I met his charge head-on, my own energy crackling like a thousand thunderbolts. Our powers clashed, a maelstrom of light and darkness that threatened to tear the mountain asunder.
Celestials scattered, their radiant forms mere moths before a cosmic flame. I laughed, the sound a discordant echo against the roaring energies. "Yield, Aurelion Sol! You cannot match my might!"
The Star Forger snarled, his voice a rumble that shook the very foundations of Targon. "Your arrogance blinds you, Yaavin. You are but a fleeting spark in the grand tapestry of existence."
But his words held a tremor of doubt. I could feel his resolve wavering, his power waning. A flicker of fear danced in his eyes, a spark of hope for the watching Celestials.
With a final, desperate surge, I slammed my fist into his scaled chest. A blinding flash erupted, and a wave of pure energy washed over the peak. When the light subsided, Aurelion Sol forced back, banished to the cosmic void from which he came.
Triumph surged through me. I raised my arms, reveling in the power that coursed through my veins. The Celestials cowered before me, their light dimmed, their defiance broken.
"Now, Runeterra," I declared, my voice booming across the land, "tremble before your new master!"
But my victory was short-lived. A blinding portal of swirling chaos opened beneath me, its edges crackling with a strange, unyielding energy. Before I could react, a playful giggle echoed through the air, and a figure emerged from the portal – a young girl with a mischievous grin and eyes that shimmered with cosmic light.
"Hi! My name is Zoe, and you look like a bully," she chirped, her voice deceptively innocent. "I didn't want you trying to hurt my friends, so I took you away."
"Not your friends, Zoe," Aurelion Sol's voice boomed through the portal, his tone a mixture of exasperation and amusement.
"Aw, it's okay, space doggy, I love you too!" Zoe replied with a playful wink. Then, her attention shifted back to me, her smile turning wicked. "So anyway, I thought you needed to cool off. So here we are!"
With a snap of her fingers, the portal beneath me expanded, the Void's hungry maw yawning wider. I fell, tumbling through the abyss, my laughter swallowed by the endless darkness.
I yelled out, bolting upright, the cold sweat clinging to my skin like an icy shroud. My heart pounded against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing the chaos of the dream. A metallic taste, the bitter aftertaste of fear, lingered in my mouth. My eyes darted around the room, searching for any sign of danger, but all I saw were Irelia and Akali, their breaths slow and steady in sleep.
The silence of the room was deafening, a stark contrast to the roaring energy of the nightmare. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls, morphing into monstrous shapes that mirrored my anxieties. I could still hear the echoes of Yaavin's laughter, a haunting melody of destruction.
My muscles twitched, still coiled tight from the adrenaline of the dream. I looked at my hands, trembling like leaves in a storm. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I closed my eyes. I focused on the rhythmic rise and fall of my chest, the steady beat of my heart. Inhale...exhale. The familiar scents of wood and linen filled my nostrils, grounding me in the mundane reality of the inn.
Slowly, my heartbeat returned to normal. The trembling subsided. I opened my eyes, taking in every detail of the room: the worn wooden beams, the faded tapestry on the wall, the soft glow of the hearth.
But the questions lingered. What was that power I felt within me? Was it a curse, a gift, or something else entirely? If that nightmare was a vision of the future, I had to find a way to stop it. But how could I, a being with no past, confront a power that threatened to consume the world? The safety I felt suddenly evaporated. My skin crawled with unease, my mind racing with possibilities and fears. Regardless, the truth was clear, I was a danger to everyone. I felt the darkness that came from being connected to Yaavin. But as his Body, I felt the power he held. I could feel the arrogance seep through every fiber of my being. No one mattered. I wanted to dominate. I wanted chaos. I wanted everything to fall.
But there was one thing that gave me hope. In my dream, I was powerful. But, not powerful enough to destroy all those celestials I faced. There were so many, but they were able to cast me away. The Void. Whatever it was, it had worked. Was that how the gods stopped him? By sending him to the Void?
I shook my head. I needed to rest. I needed to think of the now. I was right. I don't know if we'll ever have fun like this ever again. This was a reprieve I would need to treasure.