'Wow…this place is a lot more…futuristic?... than I imagined.'
Damien was currently standing at one of the entrances of the massive facility that housed the Demon Abyss.
He'd spent the past year and a half traveling through Al'Katra, and quite frankly, he was getting tired of the scenery.
After all, the planet was bleak.
The darkness where light could only be perceived through a medium of mana, the air of tragic existence that it carried, he naturally got tired of it as he spent more time here.
Other than the massive fields of Lesser Nox, he only came across five cities during his travels. Using his power to mimic the Karmic Emperor and destroy these cities was perhaps the only source of entertainment he had.
He could even sympathize with the Envoy a bit.
Nevertheless, now that he was at his destination, anticipation filled his veins.
