Dyzer stood by the window looking up to the sky. He had set himself free from the prison of the darkest dweller but he missed his home.
His mother rested there, his heart was on earth but his mind remained at the golden palace.
The palace was his roots and he couldn't change or shake the fact that he missed it.
He hoped that his mother would understand his reasons. He would be less guilty of running away if he was assured that the queen of the palace would understand his yearning for freedom.
It was like losing a part of him, they were lonely parts but all his memories formed him to be the person that he was at that moment.
One day he would be the strongest and the destroyer of the world that took his home from him. But he needed to understand for himself the people that he was going to kill.
