Aldrich did not waste any time. He began the process of summoning his Boundary. He wanted to see exactly how developed his personal space was. And, some part of him still wanted to see if that little apartment room full of warm memories was still there.
But to get there, Aldrich had to unlock it with a key. That key being the memory of pain, that feeling of something sharp, something brutal, gouging into his heart and twisting it.
It was not very pleasant, holding the feeling, but the Death Lord was right: holding it made the image of his Boundary space much clearer in his head.
Aldrich held out his hand in front of him, his palm open. Darkness shrouded his arms, undulating like flowing water.
"Manifesting a Boundary already?" Rella watched Aldrich intently, her gleaming white eyes narrowed. She leaned forward, eager, a smile tugging at the edges of her lips. "After just barely encountering his core? What is he, some kind of monster?"
