He stood alone covered in a black cloak from head to toe. His entire frame was shrouded in black. Three months have gone by since he came back down here.
Lily had been right again. She was always right after her resurrection. Sadly, it came with a lot of responsibilities for her.
He felt worried for his beloved sister. No matter where he was, he would always feel responsible for her safety. That was something that would never change.
Angelo closed his eyes and looked around him. His home, his realm. His haven. Within three months, they have done a good job of eliminating every invasive force that landed in Qamarstan.
It wasn't the easiest task out there but he had no complaints. Keeping his people safe was his responsibility. Like the moon, he was responsible for the stars.
He was meant to share his brightness and give them a certain level of light. His and Zira's relationship has improved tremendously. He liked how it was going so far.
