Once he finally placated Zara's anger a bit, Damien stepped out of bed. Flexing his muscles that had gone slightly sore from overuse, Damien went and threw on the robes that had been prepared for him.
They were a similar color to the disciple token, and the same ones being worn by those guarding the wall when he first came to the sect.
Their design was fully black, looking like an endless night, but lines and swirls of deep blue that encapsulated its surface made it look more like a starry abyss.
After admiring himself in the mirror for a bit, Damien injected his mana into his disciple token to see where he should be headed.
The second he did so, a small sheet of information appeared in his vision.
[Disciple- Damien Void]
Status- Outer Court Disciple
Master- Grand Elder Tian
Living Quarters- 17A
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