Leonel entered his workshop, his mind racing. It was hard to tell exactly what he needed, but the possibilities felt endless. Unfortunately, sometimes, having too many paths to take was as good as having none.
What he needed were a few good paths so that he could focus all of his attention on them.
His gaze flickered as he took a breath.
Since things had already reached this point, he would go all out.
**
The Human Domain couldn't be considered to have returned to its height. The time that had passed had been too short, and the turmoil had yet to return to a state of rest.
However, Leonel had already said it once before.
He hadn't come here to play King. He had a very specific purpose, and the stability of the Human Race had nothing to do with him.
He had already saved them once. Without his existence, they would have already been wiped out by the Sea Gods.
