[Ruined World]
"It's been a few months since we started this journey, yet we're not any closer to our goal..."
Neron and his doppelganger, a young Neron, sat beside a crackling campfire on a desolate planet.
They had been travelling together for months, searching for the scattered Arcanas that could help them achieve their individual goals.
For the older Neron, it was to return home, and for the younger one, it was to fix his world.
So far, they had found nine, but the older Neron couldn't help but feel disappointed
He let out a sigh, his thoughts weighing heavily on his mind.
Young Neron glanced at his older counterpart, his eyes reflecting curiosity. "What's bothering you, Neron? You seem kind of down."
The older Neron mustered a half-hearted smile. "Ah, it's nothing, kid. Just... thinking about our mission, you know?"
Young Neron arched a brow. "Yeah? What about it? We're doing pretty good so far, aren't we?"
Neron shrugged, his gaze fixed on the crackling flames.
